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"I was pretty high?" she offered weakly, flinching away from Frankie's rising voice. She felt tense still, and tried to tell herself it wasn't because she still felt guilty. Frankie didn't know that she had momentarily lost herself and kissed the older girl back.
When Frankie jumped up from the window, Tatum jumped up from the bed, ready to plead with her to stay if it came to that. She found herself slightly relieved by the pacing instead. She was shaking just a little as she stepped forward and stopped her girlfriend mid-pace, putting both of her hands onto Frankie's shoulders.
"Don't do anything, please. She's not gunna do it again, I'm definitely not going to do it again. She knows I want to be with you, she told me to be with you, it's over just.. let it go. Just be with me, okay?" she suggested quietly, looking the brunette in the eyes. "I just want all of this to go away so we can be back to normal."
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Tatum tried to keep her expression tough as Frankie brushed the hair out of her face and spoke to her. She heard the words, knew where this was going, but everything seemed to float over her like it wasn't reality. This couldn't actually be happening. She tried to keep eye-contact, but broke it soon after, feeling herself starting to draw in a shaky breath. Her chest felt tight.
I don't know if I love you enough to do this. Well, that was it then, it was out in the open. She did her best to try to think of something to say, but nothing came. Her mouth opened, and then closed again, lips trembling. "I'll d-do anything," she pleaded back, starting to sob a moment later.
She took her hands away from Frankie's shoulders, using them to cover her face instead, trying to calm herself down. "I won't hang out with her a-anymore, I won't talk to her, I'll tell a-anybody you want, baby, please. I'll f-fix myself, I'll be b-better," she offered, hands rubbing her face furiously, willing herself to get it together and at least stop crying. It was making it hard to talk.
It felt like just yesterday that they had gotten together, laying on the beach and laughing about something stupid. But it wasn't yesterday, they had been together a long time now. And now lately, everything was just gone to shit. They were becoming different people. But she didn't know how to be anyone else, someone separate from Frankie. Especially if she couldn't be around Mackenzie, she needed to be with Frankie. "Please? Just o-one more chance. I'll be g-good."
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