It's kind of like when they were kids, except instead of pressing his face against Trina's neck to leave marks on her skin or trying to slip his hand beneath her tiny cheerleading skirt. For once he was actually leaning on her for support. Nothing else.
Sighing as she pulled back, Will rubbed a hand through his hair. Even if it wasn't something he had done, then it had to be because he was something she didn't want.
"Think I probably did, I'm not... him. That's who she loves, guess the papers were right about that too." Will said sighing as he wrapped his arms around Trina. "Wish we could explain it, might make it hurt less then."
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Date: 2015-01-02 06:36 pm (UTC)Sighing as she pulled back, Will rubbed a hand through his hair. Even if it wasn't something he had done, then it had to be because he was something she didn't want.
"Think I probably did, I'm not... him. That's who she loves, guess the papers were right about that too." Will said sighing as he wrapped his arms around Trina. "Wish we could explain it, might make it hurt less then."