Ilan woke up, in a cold sweat, his eyes wide with freight. "Why..." He started crying now, he didn't care that he was crying into Rebecca's arm.
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Rebecca pulled him close to her, "Shh...You safe. It's fine. It was long ago."
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"I'm safe, but he isn't! It was my fault, not his!" Ilan cried, he didn't care about the hug or whatever was going on, but his sorrow.
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"It can't be undone. I'm sorry," Rebecca said. She knew what he was talking about. She relived two memories of people dying in her dreams as well.
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"He tried to get away... He came back and was hanged, he was visiting me... They took him away, Arthur and Matthew took him away and hanged him even further from me!"
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"I know. I know. It is horrible," Rebecca said running a hand through his hair trying to calm him down.
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"I don't want to be with them... I hate them... I hate Oliver..." Ilan was slowly calming down, but still crying heavily.
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"I still hate my brothers for what they did to me too, but you have to live with it...no matter how much it hurts," Rebecca told him.
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"They don't deserve to have my land, or my people..." Ilan muttered, letting out a sigh.
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"I know. I know..." Rebecca sighed.
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Ilan pushed himself away from Rebecca. "What are you doing in my bed?" He asked, quite annoyed now that he stopped crying.
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"Sorry. I was just so tired," Rebecca said letting go and standing up to leaving. "If you need anything...let me know."
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"Alright." Ilan let out a sigh, had she really heard all that and comforted him? He wasn't even that completely sure about it.
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Rebecca left the room and went to her own. She decided to brush her hair which was very painful.
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(BLEH!)
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(Bleh!) Every so often. You could heard her going 'ow' or mumbling about being cursed.
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(ILAN IS BEING A LONER! XD)
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Ilan needs some love!))
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(YESSSSS!)
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*hugs Ilan* YOU NEEDS SOME LOVE!!! (O) )))