''Ah... Sanae, I...'' Lacota began, about to tell her what was really wrong. That something had happened to him, and he now had a sickening desire to drink blood. That he had almost attacked his little sister a few days before. That he was confused, and lost, but most of all, terrified. Terrified that he would hurt someone he cared about. ''I'm just not feeling well.'' He said finally. It was as close to the truth as he dared to say, in the least.
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually. ... ... Screw it. HYE. ♥
"An hour before you said you never felt better." Sanae retorted, her un-crossing and then recrossing [weird ._.]. "Come on, spit it out, Lacota. You know me!" Sanae started to sound hurt by then. "Hiding stuff from your friend." She then gasped. "You don't have someone stalking you, right?" How Sanae could leap to that insane conclusion, no one would know.
''Dear god Sanae, no I do not.'' Lacota replied shortly, but it made him feel incredibly guilty that he was hurting his friend's feelings. She was right, he shouldn't keep secrets from her. And, ordinarily, he wouldn't. But this wasn't just something he could just be open about. ''Sanae, I'm sorry, but it's not something I can talk to you about.''
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually. ... ... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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