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Savannah Davies ([info]jot_it_down) wrote in [info]valesco,
Even though she had been expecting nothing different, that didn’t mean it hurt any less to hear the words come out of his mouth. That didn’t mean it didn’t break her heart to see her brother so upset over something she had done. And this wasn’t something small to be angry over. This was probably the stupidest thing she had ever done. Or, well it was handled in a stupid manner.

“Sam-…” She tried to get a word in, but before she could she was reaching out to grab the box that he had just shoved back at her. She held it between her palms, eyes wide as he yelled at her, spitting sarcastic remarks in her direction. As soon as he was done speaking it was Savannah’s turn to speak, and even though she knew that nothing she said was going to make things right, she just couldn’t keep her mouth shut. “I did want you there, God damn it! I wanted you there more than anything, but I just-…” she couldn’t even form a sentence, because her thoughts were too muddled. “I’m sorry, Sam. I’m sorry for not having you there, I’m sorry for not telling you before hand, but this wasn’t something we planned out! We didn’t sit and talk about getting eloped for days, we didn’t write anything out, we didn’t even have vows! We just went, a-and we just…we did it. And even though I’m miserable right now because I know how angry you are with me, I know that me and Seth are going to be happy. I know that marrying him wasn’t a mistake, even if how we went about doing it was. I can’t even imagine what you’re thinking right now, and I don’t think I want to, and I can’t make you understand this, but…”

She stopped, moving a hand up to wipe some of the tears that had fallen. He’d probably think it was stupid for her to be crying, but this really was hurting her. “I’m sorry…”


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