Rebellion

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Flashback -- Eric's POV

"Drawing on yourself again, are we, Eric?" She takes my wrist firmly, turning my arm over to reveal my latest addition, a detailed vine with thorns beginning to coil around my upper arm. She shakes her head, clicking her tongue in disapproval. The rebellion in my stomach churns, but the fear of rocking the boat takes over and I take my arm back.

"I'm sorry," I say meekly.

"Wash it off." Her simple command sends me to the bathroom in haste, subconsciously desperate to escape the icy gaze.

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