Instantly, Davin regrets telling her. There was a reason she didn't know, and he regrets his honesty. He wishes he could take it back.
She's angry, and Davin can feel it. He can vaguely make out what she's saying, that she's telling him what he's not allowed to feel, and his breath hitches. This is too much, and when he closes his eyes, he sees Roman.
He stumbles backwards and hits his counter painfully, eyes wide as he stares at her. It's like he's back in that warehouse, and he's freezing cold. He wants to reply, wants to yell at her, but he can't seem to breathe.
He's terrified, and he's panicking.
"I-- I need need you to go," he chokes out, shaking his head and backing away from her. His chest is aching and he doesn't really know what's happening, but he can't do this. He's backed as far into the corner of his kitchen as he can get, and he feels trapped. He knew going out for food was a bad idea. He just knew. A shuddering breath escapes him and he shakes his head again, resisting the urge to curl in on himself.
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She's angry, and Davin can feel it. He can vaguely make out what she's saying, that she's telling him what he's not allowed to feel, and his breath hitches. This is too much, and when he closes his eyes, he sees Roman.
He stumbles backwards and hits his counter painfully, eyes wide as he stares at her. It's like he's back in that warehouse, and he's freezing cold. He wants to reply, wants to yell at her, but he can't seem to breathe.
He's terrified, and he's panicking.
"I-- I need need you to go," he chokes out, shaking his head and backing away from her. His chest is aching and he doesn't really know what's happening, but he can't do this. He's backed as far into the corner of his kitchen as he can get, and he feels trapped. He knew going out for food was a bad idea. He just knew. A shuddering breath escapes him and he shakes his head again, resisting the urge to curl in on himself.
"Get out, Raleigh," Davin grits out, voice choked and panicked. "Please."