"You don't have to tell me at all if you don't want to," he says. He wants to know, of course he does, but he doesn't want to make her feel like she's obligated. If it takes her an hour, a day, a week, if she decides she doesn't want to bring it up ever again, he'll understand. It had taken him over two years to tell anyone other than the police what had happened the day of his mother and brother's deaths and he thinks he'd made the right choice with Emily. Raleigh.
"Come on," he says, holding out a hand. "I'm going to call us a cab and then I'll... I don't know. I'll make you some soup. Bake you a cake. Whatever you want, whatever you need."
He fumbles to grab his phone with his casted hand and rattles off their location to the taxi company before turning his focus back on her. "You're welcome to stay in my place for as long as you'd like." The house has been empty aside from him for so long and the only people who have even been in there lately have been Joel and Raleigh. Well, no, that's a lie. Mark has been in his house, has violated his space and made the safest room he's ever been in a place where ghosts of bad memories wait; but it's getting better. It's only been a little over a week but things are getting better.
He hesitates before brushing a lock of her hair behind her ear and offering a crooked smile. "A wise person I know told me recently that people deserve good things. That it's worth the effort. I'm going to make that effort for you now, like you did for me. Okay?"
no subject
"Come on," he says, holding out a hand. "I'm going to call us a cab and then I'll... I don't know. I'll make you some soup. Bake you a cake. Whatever you want, whatever you need."
He fumbles to grab his phone with his casted hand and rattles off their location to the taxi company before turning his focus back on her. "You're welcome to stay in my place for as long as you'd like." The house has been empty aside from him for so long and the only people who have even been in there lately have been Joel and Raleigh. Well, no, that's a lie. Mark has been in his house, has violated his space and made the safest room he's ever been in a place where ghosts of bad memories wait; but it's getting better. It's only been a little over a week but things are getting better.
He hesitates before brushing a lock of her hair behind her ear and offering a crooked smile. "A wise person I know told me recently that people deserve good things. That it's worth the effort. I'm going to make that effort for you now, like you did for me. Okay?"