He walks over to the pile of clothes in the corner of the room and rummages through it... he had to change out of his hoodie. Again, he lifts a hand to wipe the sweat dripping off his brow.

Sera watches him continue to ignore her and she slumps on the bed she buries her face in her hands and inhales deeply... this was not going well. What did she expect? Did she expect him to be happy to see her? Thankful? She guesses she did... She falls silent, her eyes staring down at her shoes.

Chance remains silent as he finds what he is searching for. He pulls a long-sleeved shirt from the pile of clothes in the floor and turns to face the girl. He shoots a quick glance in her direction as he pulls off his hoodie, his thick Louisianna accent finally breaking the silence "why'd ya come'ere?"

Sera raises her head to look at him as he speaks, the words escape her as he takes off his hoodie. She looks away her cheeks flushing pink she shakes her head and goes back to staring at her shoes "I..I.. don't know... I,," she pauses trying to find the right words "I was wondering... I mean.. I missed you".

Chance remains expressionless as he lets the hoodie fall to the floor. He reaches for the shirt he laid out on the shabby dresser, the track marks on deep track marks on his arm visible as he does so, "Where ya been yaself?"

Sera glances up hearing him, her eyes sweep over him and the fix on the marks on his arm. She jumps up. Her stomach aches and she walks towards him. Yanking him by the arm she pushes him hard against the wall. Gripping his arm she turns it out, looking at the marks bared in front of her "What the fuck is this?" she demands ignoring his question.

His eyes widen at the realization that the tracks were so visible from where she sat. Pressed up against the wall, he remains still. His head drops as he becomes filled with shame. He remains silent...

Sera runs her fingers over them, she was panicked, she didn't want to be, she didn't want to care about him, but somehow, she couldn't help it, her eyes fill with tears and her whole insides scream with pain, she tilts her head up to look at him, still holding him against the wall, so close to him, her hands around his arm "No Chance No, please no" she begs.

to be continued...

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