Reuniting Tornedalians

Peyton hit upwards then, similar to uppercutting him. Desperate to be let go of and allowed out of the room, feeling trapped.

"You want to go fine, but Belle can't follow not now."

"Let me go! I just want you to let me go!" She screamed with a sob.

"Not when you're sobbing." He told her. "Or when I'm sure that I'll lose you."

"Your scaring me, let me go! Get off of me! Your scaring me!"

"Right, I casre you." He let her go.

She backed away then, edging into the corner of the room. Shaking.

"I#'ll be in the bedroom when you need me."

"Next time I tell you to get off of me, or let me out of a room then do it," She sobbed. "Don't trap me! Don't trap me, it scares me! You scared me..."

He didn't repy, sitting on the bed, he had done it because it was the only way that he would get her to listen because she seemed so set on leaving.

Peyton just cried then.

He sat on his bed.
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Aly was outside with the rest of the pack and at seeing her with her father everyone was nice to her and when she was given a job to do everyone was still nice to her and looked after her, nothing compared to what she thought would happen.

"See," Max whispered, joining her a few minutes later. "Everything is just fine, locking yourself away doesn't do anything to help you."

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After awhile, Peyton left the bathroom and headed down the stairs. Sitting down by the kitchen counter and resting her head on her arms. Exhausted, and scared, but too stubborn to go to him for comfort.

Andre was walking around the bedroom, using it to calm himself down, he was actually nervous about her leaving.
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Aly smiled as she helped put some deocrations up and she looked to him. "Okay smartie." She told him with a smile.

Max just offered her a bright smile.

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Peyton remained where she was, probably for another two hours before getting to her feet and cautiously heading up the stairs to their room.

She kissed his cheek.
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Andre was still in their room, still pacing, he had calmed himself down but now he was pacing for boredom.

"You scared me." Peyton mumbĺed, not knowing what else to say.

"You scared me too." He told her.

"I didn't trap you. I didn't stop you from leaving a room and ignore you as you begged, screamed to be let go of." Peyton answered, voice sharp. "I said I wanted to leave, and I still do, because my abusive father is close and I was - I am scared. Scaring me even more does not help that, it makes it worse! I will not apologise for being scared, I will not apologise for wanting to leave and go somewhere that I feel safe but you should apologise for what you just done to me."

"You still haven't listened to me have you?" He asked.

"I'll listen to you once you acknowledge that you shouldn't of done that to me." Peyton answered.

"I do acknowledge that, why do you think I didn;t stay in ther He asked her.

"Instead of you leaving the room I would of rather you of said sorry," She mumbled, trying not to let her voice shake again.

"Well then I'm sorry for that too."

She just shook her head, looking down at the ground and waiting for him to speak.