Heart shaped box
Thread Topic: Heart shaped box
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Collins held Fred in her bandaged hands, looking down at him as he sat. She listened to the sound of the heart, which she was now vaguely familiar with. A few moments of silence passed. ‘Do you want me to… leave?’ she asked quietly, still standing.
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"you can stay." Florence said, looking at the small red holes in the sides of his arms. He had forgotten how sharp his nails were.
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‘I can go if you want some alone time,’ Collins said, hugging Fred to her chest. ‘I-I don’t mind.’
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"I don't like being alone. The hospital is lonely. It's one of the reasons I don't like living here now." Florence said, rubbing his accidentally stabbed arms. The hospital was lonelier than Florence liked to admit. The loneliness got worse when Collins wasn't there.
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‘O-Okay.’ Collins sat down in front of him, putting Fred in her lap. She watched the heart, not saying anything.
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"at this time of year, the hospital is cold, and lonely and dark. There's no comfortable beds that other experiments won't fight me for. Sometimes when I sleep in the comfortable beds I get even lonelier." Florence said. He didn't like acknowledging how lonely it was, but he didn't want Collins to leave. Not right now, after such a breakdown. He didn't want to be alone after a tear in his soul broke through.
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‘We’ll try and get better beds. Maybe I can bring a jumper for you tomorrow,’ Collins said, looking up at him. ‘My parents won’t like it if I try to bring you home with me. I’m sorry, I wish I could help more,’ she mumbled, tracing a circle in the dirt with her finger.
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"I don't want a better bed. I'll start to miss what I had when I slept on beds like that. I know I can't go into the city." Florence said. He mimicked the heart in a low, sad violin
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‘You can have both beds,’ Collins said. She tied her hair back into a ponytail and leaned back on her hands, looking up at the sky. Today had been a big day.
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Eventually, the tears stopped rolling down Florence's face. "I'll be happier when you come back tomorrow so... Please come back tomorrow." Florence said, with big puppy dog eyes
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Collins looked back at him. She gave a small smile. ‘I’ll come back tomorrow,’ she promised. ‘I have nothing better to do.’
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"part of me wishes you did, because then I wouldn't worry as much about your life outside, but I'd miss seeing you." Florence said
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'I don't like staying cooped up all day, anyway. This is the next best thing to hanging out with the friends I don't have.'
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"it's not a good thing for you that your only friend is the freak of the Forest. You deserve more friends." Florence said. He watched the music box, trying to draw everything he could from it. He was still having a hard time with today.
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‘It’s better than having none, right? You’re a good friend, regardless of your appearance.’ Collins laid down in the grass. She didn’t know how to comfort him, so she looked up at the sky.
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