SachiGrl
Indecisive Being
She cocked her head to the side when he laughed, her smile twisted a bit. "You don't have to talk nice to me." At his response, she blinked surprisingly. Wh-what?! she thought to herself, her twisted smile dissipated as he continued on. "You know, you look at me like I'm going to trample you." Her heart began to race frighteningly at the mention of him trampling her. She didn't think he would trample her. It was just his figure and her memories that make her react in irrational ways. Right now, she was looking at him just as he described, full of fear. Her ears hung back, eyes wide, and her body stiff with one leg stepping backwards as he trotted forward. Her, now, large hazel eyes shifted between his silver eyes as they began to gloss over with emotion. She was at a loss for words. He wanted her to admit her fear of him, but she did not fear him. She feared her memories. Reliving her memories would be a true nightmare. Was she worried that he might become her nightmare? Something needed to be said. Something needed to be done. Again, she was at a loss for words. Too many thoughts traveled through her mind to decidedly say what she wanted to say. Instead, she went against her fearful instincts and stepped towards him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek against his body. "Please... stop..." tears flowed down her cheeks as she asked.