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She punched the wall so hard her right fist began to bleed.

"Shit! Shit! SHIT!" Cecelia cursed, She continued punching her hand against the wall until she heard the bone crack, she didn't stop, nor did Her brother move to stop her, He simply stared at his sister until she paused to catch her breath.

Cecelia looked down at her hand, Black and purple, raw from torn flesh, Bone on the knuckle slightly exposed, Yet the pain didn't register to her for some reason, Adrenaline? Emotions? Nerve damage? She didn't know nor care she put her left hand on the wall and pressed her head against the wall, Haggard breaths and tearful eye.

Lucy moved to heal her but Cas stopped the mousey girl, "Don't.... if she wants to hurt herself, Don't put another Cecelia I'm pain because of her selfishness," He muttered.

Lucy frowned, "You don't care about your own sister's wellbeing?" She was Aghast.

He shook his head, "I care, I care all right... I wish she care about her own wellbeing too...." He snapped, His
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