Title:           CYOA Day 8 2.0
Author:          writefag-42
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First Edit:      Thursday 10th of July 2014 12:06:04 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 10th of July 2014 12:06:04 AM CDT

>"I'm glad you're okay" says Lyra
"How long was I here?"
> You rub your head gingerly, feeling some stiches
>"2 weeks" replys Dash
> You let your jaw drop
> Really, two weeks
"Well fuck..."
>"Hey at least you didn't end up like Flint. he's in the ICU for a month." says Dash
>"I told you to be careful"
"I know I know, but he hurt Trixie and you know what happens..."
> Lyra sighs softly
>"Yes I know, but is this going to happen everytime?"
>"Well at least he's doing what's right. Most guys don't."
>"But he doesn't have to everytime. I don't think his body can keep up..." Lyra rubs your hand
> You sense some tension
"How's Trixie?"
>"She's a bit shook up. I've talked to her. Turns out she still loves Flint. I don't understand."
> Dash shakes her head
>You sigh softly
"All right...well how are you two doing then? I'm guessing worried"
> Lyra was the first to speak up
>"I was beyond worried! I wake up the next morning to Dash pounding on the door telling me that you're at the hospital. I could barely stand to look at you...you were so hurt...:
> She covers her mouth as tears begin to stream down her face
> You wrap your arms around her as best you can
>Dash speaks up in the midst of this tender moment
>"Yeah I was worried, but I knew you could take him on. Though I thought it would have resulted with you and him with just a couple of bruises..." 
"Go big or go home huh...?"
> You give a small smirk
>"This isn't a time for joking around Anon..." says Lyra
>"Hey well that's how he deals with most stuff" retorts Dash
> They lock eyes and you can see intensity in both of them> Okay, you can't deal with this right now
"Girls, if you want to duke it out, please take it in the hall."
>They both look at you with an apologetic face
>"Anon...she started it!" yelled Lyra
>"You did!" exclaims Dash
"All right enough! I don't care who started it, I'm ending it. Dash is Trixie here?"
>She looka at the floor and nods
"Can you ask her to come in? I wanna talk to her. And in private"
> They both nod as they walk out of the room
> You shake your head slowly
> No matter what, those two have just been bickering like siblings
>"Anon?:
 
> You look at the voice
>"I'm sorry for what Flint did..."
>You wave your hand
"Hey, its fine.."
>"You really shouldn't have beat him that badly, he just pushed me is all. I losg my balance."
> You give her a 'Really?' Look
"Then explain the bruise under your eye"
>She shifts slightly
>"I hit myself on a pole while walking..."
> You sigh softly
"Trixie..why do you do this to yourself..?"
>"It's an accident. People make accidents all the time."
"I meant why do you put up with Flint?"
>"Anon...don't worry. Deep down he's a sweetheart. He just has this mean front he puts up as a barrier. Its nothing."
> You nod and sigh
"Okay...but if he ever does anything ro you...call me okay? I'm here for you, and so are the others. We just want what's best for you."
> She nods and smiles slightly
>"Thank you Anon but I'm doing fine right now."
"Okay, just remember what I said."
> She nods once more before leaving
> You lay your head on the pillow behind you
> If you ever see Flint again, it'll be too soon
>"Anon?"
> You turn to see the person behind the voice
"Oh, Lyra, come in"
> She comes and sits next to you
>"Anon..I'm sorry about earlier, an-"
> You press a finger to her lips
"Look, I just want you and Dash to get along. So no more bickering"
>"But..."
"Can't you be the bigger person? For me?"
> She smiles and grabs your hand
>"All right, all right. I 'll try"
"Lyra.."
>"What is it Anon?"
"You know that I care very much for you right?"
>She nods with a smile
"And I would do anything to make you happy, within reason. But you have to understand."
>"Understand what?" She asks with a raised eyebrow
"I also care a lot for Dash as well. So please, please make an effort to hang out with her"
>"All right Anon, just for you"
> You prop yourself and try to stand
> Lyra helps you to your feet and you hold onto her
> You give her a peck on the cheek