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It's not long into Hunter's persisting arguments and unrelenting search for an honest reason as to why they're like this that she finally lets loose.
"Why can't we just get along like civilised people?" She can feel his voice ringing through her head again. "I don't see why there can't be a truce here. I'm giving you an olive branch, so why can't you take it?"
This is the point when she finally snaps.
"Because it's the same every time!" Bobbi shouts. "There is no in between! We have this huge thing like a blazing inferno but we just can't control the fire. We let the flames consume us and then they burn us up from the inside out, and I can't do that any more!"
Hunter's eyes are boring into hers again. It's always been uncanny, how he seems to be able to look through her gaze and see inside her soul. He's the only one who can read her like that, and they both know it, but to wield something like that is both an extraordinary asset and dangerous weapon. It was always like that between them - their words seemed to cut like knives, because slicing into one another like that was the only way they really knew how to express their feelings.
Hunter is the one to break the silence.
"You know I don't ever mean to hurt you." In that moment, his expression looks as fragile as glass and Bobbi is terrified she'll shatter him once more. "I know." She whispers. She can feel herself being incinerated from the inside out once more, feelings she had tried to pack away a long time ago igniting once more. He just watches - he watches as she goes up in flames, as she burns. But that's the way they'll always end up, and if she's being honest, she knows she'll always love the way it hurts.