“– What? Shelby, what’s going on in your head?”
Reaching for her hands and squeezing them in a, hopefully, reassuring manner, Noah took a step closer to physically show that Christ, no, he didn’t think she had killed anyone.
“You couldn’t kill anyone if you wanted to, Shelby, and I’m pretty damn sure you don’t want to in the first place. Of course I believe you!”
Everyone was on edge, which, really, wasn’t a surprise at all. This whole situation was a mess, if anything at all, and Noah was as clueless as everyone else - which was something he hated desperately. Not knowing what was going on, unable to rely on logic … it was nervewrecking.
“I mightn’t trust a lot of people here right now, but I do trust you.”
Shelby looked down at the hands holding hers, and squeezed back, the pressure keeping them from shaking as hard as she had expected them to. It took a long moment before she could look up to meet Noah’s eyes, so close in proximity to her own, and yet another before she found her voice again.
Hearing Noah’s affirmation was enough, she insisted to herself. Enough, enough, enough. It WASN’T enough, but what WOULD be? A deep breath shook her frame, and a wild desire for him appeared like a bubble bursting in her mind.
❛ You know, everyone’s in pieces, and Eileen’s gone, and I’m a wreck, and it’s really fucked up that all I want to do is kiss you. ❜
Yeah, not the time or place, and an urge to explain herself drove her to ramble on without taking a breath.
❛ Wow, that was horrible, and not the way I wanted to say that, and you must think I’m an awful person right now. I mean like -- I like you, you know that, and what else are we supposed to do other than wait, and I keep sounding worse and worse, but do you ever want to just lose yourself in someone? And not even n a bad way, and not thtat I think you’re just a distraction, please don’t think that-- ❜
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