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“Sawyer, I-“
“Oh, fuck off, doc. I don’t wanna talk to you. Or hear you yap to me,” Sawyer snarled, glaring up at Jack again, who looked taken aback. He had no right to be. Jack was the one who ran off, Sawyer had every right to be an absolute dick to him.
Jack was quiet for a second, seemingly weighing his options before he spoke, to the ever-growing anger of Sawyer.
“I don’t want to talk. Just let me bandage your hands.” Without waiting for a response, Jack crouched down next to Sawyer, grabbing his left hand. Sawyer pulled away immediately, scooting a little way’s away from the ever-confused Jack.
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- Part 8 of Thanks For Saving My Life (Not)
