Alice: she glared at him as he laughed. "You know I'd still like to not have half my brains exposed to the open you know!! It fucking hurts!!! No matter what I do!! It feels exactly like the day I was murdered!! It won't go away!!" Tears began to stream down her face. "You wouldn't understand, I Am in constant pain no matter how much I try and smile and laugh like my mother told me to it still hurts George..."

George: "Why didn't you tell me you were still in pain to begin with?" George replied softly. George looked away as he stood. "Well, now as much as I don't condone your language there little missy, you should have talked to me sooner. I am sure my sister could have helped you the day after you turned into a ghost."

As I have no idea how you would even begin to deal with everything going on. If there is anything I can do to make anything easier I'll do it. You're my friend and that's what friends do.

Aweeeee stop it- you guys are far too nice to me XD

Alice: she turned away from George. "Because I was told I'm not aloud to talk to you anymore... and I couldn't get up for days... the water still feels like it's in my lungs.. it hurts to talk sometimes.." she chuckled softly. "Words are simply words George, they can't be good or bad. Only the person that uses them can determine that."

George: "It's not the words themselves I am focused on. It's the sentences and the communication," George said simply before outstretching his hand. "Come on. Let's go make you feel better."

This isn't even nice enough!! >:T

Alice: she shook her head. She was acting a lot more mature then usual. It was quite a strange occurrence. She took a step away from George. "I should be getting going anyways... it was nice speaking with you again."

Yes it is!! It's wayyyyyy too nice!!

George: "Alice wait," George pleaded, a hint of desperation in his tone. "At least tell me who doesn't want you to talk or why you don't want my help..."