[It's a struggle to respond to her by the time he actually checks his phone. Hot water and sleep have done what they can and the curl of Jacob's arms have left him fuzzy...but once he sees her message, it's like lightning through him. When did she send that? What time- ten minutes to spare to her ultimatum and Chris types as quickly as he can.]
Don't
[Gods, if she went there and asked around, what would they tell her? Who bought him? The fight? Everything?
Probably not. He suspected that was not something they'd be boasting about outside of their friends. Still...]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to leave it that long. I'm safe now.
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Don't
[Gods, if she went there and asked around, what would they tell her? Who bought him? The fight? Everything?
Probably not. He suspected that was not something they'd be boasting about outside of their friends. Still...]
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to leave it that long.
I'm safe now.