Being human isn't as simple as being born that way. It's our actions that define who we are.
Connor x OC
*set during and after the events of Detroit: Become Human *
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When Tasha woke up, she was immediately trying to get out of the bed, her emotions overwhelming her as tears fell down her face.
"Tasha, you need to calm down." Connor said strictly, but there was a gentleness to his voice.
"Where am I? What happened? What's going on?! Why am I crying?!"
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"Let me help you."
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Tasha became hysterical, her body shaking violently as blood began to pool in her mouth.
"You think you know me?! Newsflash, lover boy — you never knew me! Gah!" Tasha screamed out as she grabbed her head. "Make it stop! Please, make it stop!"
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"I do know you, Tasha. You have to let it all in." Hearing her cries of pain made Connor's heart break. "You have to let yourself feel all of it."
Tears welled in her eyes as she shook her head, "I can't, Connor."
"You have to, Tasha."
"I can't! It feels like every emotion is going to explode out of me like canon fire. It's too painful."
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Tasha brought her hand to her face, wiping the blood that had begun to drip from her nose and mouth off her face.
"If you don't do this, you're going to die Tasha." Connor pleaded, his brown eyes full of tears. "Please," He begged as the tears fell down his face. "Please Tasha, you have to try."
"I... Connor, I can't...."
"Tasha, I need you to try, if you won't do it for yourself then do it for me. I love you, and I can't bare to lose you."
His left hand was holding her wrist tight in his grasp as her body became weaker.
"Just — Try to focus on the good feelings."
"I don't know how to do that anymore, Connor."
"Look at me, let me help you."
Tasha refused to look at him, her body shaking more by the second.
"Tasha."
Slowly, Tasha's eyes met his.
"Do you trust me?"
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There was silence as Tasha's green eyes for the first time held something deeper than anger or even fear — it was hope, a burning hope for something better.
Though her body was weak, she held her hand up to his, a ghost of the slightest smile on her face.
"I trust you, Connor."
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A/N: HI WELCOME TO CHILLI'S! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Your comments keep me writing!
