Tara Knowles (
drownedindreams) wrote2014-05-18 01:34 am
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Tara knocked on Helen's door, not even knowing what to expect. She looks like a mess. There's a duffle bag hanging on one of her shoulders, and even though she's schooled herself to the point that she's not crying, and her voice is remarkably even... things obviously still aren't okay.
It's only 10:30 - Tara's hoping she's not asleep, and that's why she does knock, and why she forces herself to stand still, to just wait to see if she's home.
It's only 10:30 - Tara's hoping she's not asleep, and that's why she does knock, and why she forces herself to stand still, to just wait to see if she's home.
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Pulling on a robe over her short nightie, she goes to answer the door, and her eyes widen in surprise. "Tara? What's wrong, sugar, did something happen?" she says, her thoughts immediately going to Jax, and then the boys - Tara clearly looks upset about something.
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She says it all a little too quickly, and doesn't explain the fact that she looks like hell, but she's at least sincere.
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Saffron's worried, wondering what could be the matter, but she doesn't pry. "Of course," she says with a quick nod. "Just give me five minutes to throw some clothes on, and I'll be right over."
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She goes back to the apartment, and the note for Jax is on the table, folded up, and she's pacing until Helen actually shows up. "Great. Great, he should only be another fifteen minutes, I think?" She's not explaining, and she's really hoping Helen doesn't even ask.
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Setting her book down, she takes both of Tara's hands in hers and gives them a gentle squeeze. "Go. I'll stay here as long as you need."
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