The Vampire Diaries

((I messaged you on voxer btw))

Sarai just nodded subtly in response to that, getting out of the car when they got there and heading into the house.

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Imogen letting his hands go then, moving her own back onto her lap.

-Sorry-

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Lucas followed her in.

"What for?" She asked with a frown, shaking her head and whispering, "You haven't done anything,"

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"I... don't know what to do now." Sarai whispered quietly.

Emmett just grimaced.

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"Write down everything about Christian you loved. Make an album with pictures and write notes. Everything that flows into your head that you want your baby to know about his or her daddy."

"Mm," Sarai mumbled before asking hesitantly, "If I think of something to represent him.. would you be able to give me a tattoo, Luc? Don't tell anyone, people would freak out at me... nothing huge either, but.."

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Imogen raised an eyebrow at him in silent question.

"Of course I would." Lucas nodded.

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-I don't want you to take it's personally... Nobody knows what happened to me.-

"Not even your family?"

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"Everyone else would freak out... thought about getting one years ago but I suggested it to mum and she started on a lecture." Sarai whispered, "This is different though, and it won't be obviously linked to him either.. only I'll know, well, you and me."

"Mums just worried you'll regret it, that's all."

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-No-

Sarai shook her head in the negative before musing, "You called her mum... that's a first, Luc."

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Imogen just grimaced at that, "Wow.. it must of been really bad then."

Lucas flinched at that. "Only because calling her Bella wouldn't help you right now."

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Emmett just grimaced.

Sarai shook her head a bit in the negative, "Just talk to her, let yourself believe it is her." she encouraged, adding quietly, "I'm going to go upstairs... need to sort out some things. Have alone time." before grabbing Christian's bag of things and heading up to what was now only her room.

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Imogen was silent then, unsure what to say.

Lucas watched her go.

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-Sorry for making it awkward-

"You haven't," Imogen assured gently, "I just, it's hard because I don't know how far to take talking about it, because I don't want to seem like I'm prying but, then again, I want to get to know you and to get to know people better then you already do you need to pry. It's a sensitive path."

-just don't ask, please. Surrounding that area. Please...-

Imogen nodded subtly in response to that, "Okay."

Matteo let out a sigh lowering his head.

-thank you. Thank you. Makes me feel more comfortable-

Imogen just nodded once again.

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Malvolio frowned deeply.

-I try to speak... I do. It just never comes out. Even though I'm physically able to I just can't.-

"Yeah," Imogen whispered, not saying too much in case he wanted to continue.

-my psychiatrist said I'm afraid to speak in case I mess up and say the wrong thing and get sidetracked and reveal what I don't want people to know. It's harder to do that with sign.because you have go think d each gesture and make it to say dorm thing, whereas words just flow...-

He flopped back on the bed picking his book up again.

Imogen frowned, signing, because she didn't want to ask out loud in case others were listening: -Are you scared of others treating you differently, if you ever told anyone what happened? Is that why you don't want people to know?-

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"I'll take that as our cue to leave," Malvolio grimaced, "Matteo, me and Trin are thinking about going away for a few days by the way... Nothings arranged yet but.."

-I don't know what I'm scared of and that scares me even more.-