Gabriel couldn't even look up. He was STILL trembling like a trapped animal....and STILL about to cry. The water was so built up and thick in his scleras that it was a miracle tears weren't already falling.
What. Was. WRONG. With. Him?
He felt irrationally upset...and like he was being suffocated...and......the thought of Zahra helping him to the castle was only tripling his distress. She always tried to hurt him. If he left with her, she'd dispose of him in some horrific way....and then hide his body. NO ONE WOULD FIND HIM FOR YEARS........
Girls. They were always all smiles until they got you alone...and that's when the terror started....
Yes, Gabriel knew this was far-fetched and an exaggeration...but thinking about these things were keeping his mind busy. Making him able to....not cry....
........and where had...........CB.........come from?
Okay. So, not only was he about to have a sobbing breakdown...but now he was flushing redder than his sister's lipstick.
Weird thought.
What?
Death?...or embarrassment?..........DEATH?...or EMBARRASSMENT?!
Gabe shook a bit harder.
".........CB.........can...."...help him, he meant. At least....he'd have his life. That was something...and he did want to spend more time with her...Not like this, obviously...but...you know....
Please don't cry. Please don't cry...He was mentally chanting to himself.