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♫Ｊａｍｉｅ♫
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IC
"Don't you touch her!" Derek bellowed, grabbing the back of Tom's shirt and pulling him backwards. The boy had threatened Derek's girlfriend, he had touched her. Derek wouldn't allow him to go any farther. "I'll kill you!"
But it wasn't Tom who died. He pulled a gun and shot Derek in the forehead. Tom went to jail, Derek went to the cemetery. His girlfriend went to Hell and back, blaming herself. Depressed, cutting, suicidal. Derek watched her, and finally, unable to take it, he summoned all the energy he could and materialized in front of where she sat in her room, dragging a razor across her wrist. Her eyes were pouring tears.
"Please, babe. Stop," he said gently, his own eyes watering.[/fancypost]
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