Snippet #2015174

After Dante said it was ok that she did those things she would've felt slightly better if not they were 1. Going back to the scary hallways of the DWMA and 2. Her hand wasn't broken And hurting so much. Saba began to cry at the pain and fear. She held onto Dante with her one good hand. She was shaking a lot in fear in his lap. She desperately needed reassurance and help. She curled up and a ball and cuddled up close to Dante. "Dante! Help!" she yelled crying more the tears streaming down her pale blushing cheeks. She got off of him and slowly blinded fromthe tears lifted herself up and leaned against a tree. She couldn't see very well through the tears of pain and fear. "Dantie! I'm scares I'll get hurt again! Wahhh!" she cryed and felt weakness consume her knees. She collapsed to the ground against the tree unable to move by herself in this sort of scared and fragile state. For some reason she was acting like a scared hurt kitten, yet even though this was normal for her she had learned over many years to control that when around others but this boy had an affect of her that made her lose all her experience in containing her kitten side. "Dante c-can you carry me p-p-please?" she looked up at him a shaking ball of tears,fear and pain all in a cute weak helpless Girly package. "Dante..."