13. Locked+

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Locked definition
To fasten or secure something
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Al
3 days later
I open my eyes and look at the ceiling. I sit up a little and groan in pain from my shoulder.
"Al?" Carl yells, running into the room.
"Yeah....." I mutter. He smiles and walks over to me.
"How do you feel?" Carl asks, grabbing my hands. I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
"Your shoulder..."
"What about it?" I ask.
Carl smiles and sighs, shaking his head.
I tilt my head to the left and study his face.
"Your mouth..." I mumble.
Flashback
I look up from my book for the hundredth time to sneak another glance at eyepatch's face. He looks up and locks eyes with me.
And he smiles.
He's smiling at me like a normal person.
Maybe I'm not a monster.
"Smile at me." I say.
Carl smiles in confusion.
It's a trap. I'm gone.
I attempt to get up off the bed but my shoulder started hurting. I growl in pain.
"Al! Stop, what are you doing?" He says, setting his hand on my arm. Making everything go in slow motion.
"Why did you do this?" I ask.
"Do what? Al I didn't shoot you-"
"Why did you make me love you? It's a trap! I'm weak, I'm done for now!" I scream at him.
He furrows his eyebrow at me and takes his hand away from my arm.
A headache forms and I can't seem to think straight.
This is what love does.
It breaks you.
Carl pov
I back away from Al. She's screaming at me for...making her love me?
Why is that such a bad thing?
"Al...you're just tired. Go back to sleep." I say, hoping she'll just listen to me.
"Don't tell me what to do." She snaps. I walk to the edge of the bed and push her hair behind her ear.
"Are you scared of me Al?"
"No." She snarls in disgust at my question.
"Don't lie to me."
She flashes her eyes at me in an angry way.
She glances down at my lips before meeting my eyes again.
I dip down to her and kiss her carefully.
"Tell me you love me Al." I say, setting my forehead on hers.
"I can't." She says, her voice cracking.
"Why?"
"Cause it doesn't make sense. We don't make sense. Together."
"But you're already mine." I say, pushing my arms down next to her head to kiss her sloppily.
Al kisses me back willingly.
Al is mine.
But I will not allow myself to be hers.
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Hahahahaha I took so long to update and it still sucks

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