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"I hope you're satisfied with our arrangement, I know I am." her voice intoned, sly and bemused but cracked with age. Her face pulled back in a grim satisfied line as Will winced and cleared his throat. Watching her hand tighten around the deeds, she nodded before taking the mostly healed heart before placing it against his chest. "This will hurt, love inevitably does."
Will pressed his hands into the chair, his grip tightening as the two younger women held him down as their grandmother pressed his heart back into his chest. The pressure, the pain, the feeling made him gasp and push against their hold until it was done. His heart was his own again, the feeling of hurt and loss and despair gone finally.
"Next time dearie, don't make deals with the devil or a sea witch. And remind your brother he's to come visit me, such a handsome young man." Will collapsed forward as the two women let go of him, one rushing to collect their grandmother's things and the other looking at him calculatingly. As if assessing his worth. "Now, whatever shall I do with all this land? Well, we'll soon see won't we?"
Will stood up blearily taking two steps into the sunlight as the matriarch of Harpy Bay stepped into her car and her granddaughters followed suit. Taking out his phone he sent a text out to those who might want to know that he had It back before collapsing, shirtless of course, to the floor in the street outside.
Will pressed his hands into the chair, his grip tightening as the two younger women held him down as their grandmother pressed his heart back into his chest. The pressure, the pain, the feeling made him gasp and push against their hold until it was done. His heart was his own again, the feeling of hurt and loss and despair gone finally.
"Next time dearie, don't make deals with the devil or a sea witch. And remind your brother he's to come visit me, such a handsome young man." Will collapsed forward as the two women let go of him, one rushing to collect their grandmother's things and the other looking at him calculatingly. As if assessing his worth. "Now, whatever shall I do with all this land? Well, we'll soon see won't we?"
Will stood up blearily taking two steps into the sunlight as the matriarch of Harpy Bay stepped into her car and her granddaughters followed suit. Taking out his phone he sent a text out to those who might want to know that he had It back before collapsing, shirtless of course, to the floor in the street outside.
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Will groans pushing himself up onto his knees, the weight in his chest is a heavy burden that he cannot remember. It’s a strange thing to describe, heavier but lighter too as if something had been lifted from him. Something dark and painful.
Cracking an eye open, he looked up at James and made a face at him.
“You know if you actually got up off your ass and helped me up then you’d realise I’m not drunk.” Will groaned sitting up on the floor, the red marks where nails had pressed in still visible. “And public intoxication laws only apply if I’m driving or in a state park or publically drinking. And even if I was drunk, I’m not doing any of those. Come give me a hand James.”
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With a sigh, James pops open the door and heads over to where Will is struggling to get to his feet. He looks over the red welts on his skin and frowns. "What happened to you? Bad date?" He asks because he was shirtless, using his strength to help lift Will to his feet, offering his shoulder to lean on.
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"You did what?" James makes a sound of surprise and then groans as Will leans more of his weight against so he can be helped to the curb. He was heavy and apparently in less control of his body than normal. "What are you talking about? I thought you said you haven't been drinking."
He knows that awhile back Will separated from his wife, it was all over the gossip pages. Someone like Will getting dumped by a movie star was big news, so if Will has been drinking James wouldn't be that surprised.
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This town was so crazy sometimes.