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"You're not frightened of me are you?" This sudden thought hit Derek
hard. Perhaps she did remember and perhaps she blamed him too. She
had every right to blame him. It was his fault, but the image of her
standing there in utter terror was very hard for him to take. However, he
kept his composure.
She looked back the way she had run and then
back at Derek, slowly shaking her head but her voice broke "No.. not of
you." Was it any wonder she was freaking out? Alive, dead, alive again....
Her gaze first went to the woman but skimmed
over her. Julia didn't know what the woman was but knew she wasn't ...
normal. But there was something else......
Or she was just letting the rest of this
waking nightmare affect her. She closed her eyes and her shoulders
shook. Then she steadied herself enough to look at Derek and then the
woman. Alex was here? Philip... Nick...
She swallowed hard and pulled up her own
frame, needing to make it back under her own conscious decision and
movement. She didn't talk... she wasn't sure what to say if she did
talk. So she went to the one place she had called home... to see if the
people that had been her friends, her family... her everything, could
help.
She walked slowly, wrapping her arms and the
sleeves of Nick's baggy sweatshirt about her, fingernails barely peeking out
from the ends of the arms.
The eyes watched her as
she went, only to blink out a second later and disappear, it's hissed curse
unheard as it left.
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