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“Cilan..?”
Emmet’s voice rang out through the subway cars-- soft and caring..worried. But the green haired teen couldn’t bring himself to stand up through the darkness- with the lighting flashing and thunder crashing.
He could hear the kids aking fun of him...what would Emmet think if he knew he wa so scared?
Cilan tried to get his breathing back in order, but it only made it worse. By now, he was shaking, curled in the tightest ball in the far corner. At least- until he felt a hand on his back, followed by what seemed to be Emmet sitting beside him.
“It’ll be okay, okay? I’m here, nothing can hurt you now.”















