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 Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:52 pm
Ambrosia walked down the stairs quickly to head out the door to go home for the day. She soon saw him going to turn to to her before he began to fall down the stairs. She was down to see him at the bottom before looking at him, "You... Okay?" she said to him softly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 7:56 pm
Johnny tried to stand and winced in pain, "Ah, my ankle..." He muttered, "I cant walk... Damnit..." He said. If there was one thing he hated, he hated needing help. He leaned against the wall, trying to keep himself calm. His ankle would heal up in a few seconds...
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:09 pm
Ambrosia looked at him holding her hand out to him for helping him. She would help him if she could since it was her fault that he had a problem with his ankle. She knew he would need help if he wanted to get anywhere by himself.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:13 pm
Johnny looked at her for a moment then quickly looked away, "Ive done enough to you... Just... Just go..." He said, closing his eyes tight, "I can tell you've got enough issues on your own, so dont make me one of them..." He whispered to her. Was he crying now? What the hell was this? "Please go..." He said, falling down ontot he ground.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2011 8:26 pm
Ambrosia had learned once a person told her what they wanted she followed what they said. She quickly left him without another word running back home wanting to stop the phone call and not go through worst torture. She didn't want to see anyone or talk to anyone.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 4:29 am
Johnny was forced to wait untill some couple came up to "get a view of the outside" untill he left the stairwell. Apparently he had damaged some sort of essential muscle. Not bad enough to miss any school but today. His mother didnt talk about it, used to him not responding anyways.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 7:13 am
Ambrosia had came home to stop her father to get the call and once she finished to went to the park to be alone to think. She knew as soon as she went home her father would be there waiting to give her, her cruel punishment. Of course her mother liked to watch her in pain while hearing her scream and cry from the beatings before.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 5:23 pm
Johnny sat down in his bed, closing his eyes. He needed some sort of television in here... If he went to the living room, he'd run the risk of talking to his mom and begining to connect emotionaly... Why couldnt this just stop already.
He slept hard untill the next morning. He told his mother he loved her for the first time in a while, that was all that realy slipped out though. The drive to school was hard with the brace on his foot, but he managed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 8:03 pm
Ambrosia came home to find her father but soon he lashed out on her harder than before causing her to scream and pass out for the night. In the morning she had awoke to be in her room and quickly changed into jeans, a long sleeve shirt and sneaker. She also wore a hood to hide the new slap and bruise on her face. She rushed to school with her books in her hands closing her eyes with her hood over her head to hide her face.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 8:10 pm
Johnny walked beside Ambrosia, knowing what had probly happened to her, "Are you still upset at me for yesterday?" He asked her, shaking his head. He stuck the ointment he mentioned the other day into her pocket and walked off, knowing she wouldnt say anything back to his question.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2011 8:16 pm
Ambrosia shook her head at him when he asked her if she was upset. When in fact she wasn't upset at him at all. She felt him put something in her pocket before digging her hand into her pocket to see what it was he put in it. She saw it was the ointment but he had walked away before she could thank him. She walked to her locker getting her notebook before heading to her class to hide in silence.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 4:55 am
Johnny sat down in his seat, afraid of when Ambrosia would get there. He could sense she was... It was hard to know exactly, but it made him deeply unsettled. He pulled down his sleve to look at the scars that were still there... It must have been a year at least and they were still there. He shook his head, that was the past.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 9:51 am
Ambrosia sat down in her seat with her books opened keeping her contact in them. She kept her hood over her head trying to hide inside of her hood not wanting someone to find out what happened with her yesterday. She closed her eyes before pulling down everything to make sure her scars won't shown
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 5:45 pm
Johnny tried to catch up on what they had missed yesterday, as if it mattered in the longrun. He was failing, would fail and would not care about it in the slightest... Or at least he would back before this new... Change... He swore at himself quietly, now force to care in this class... "Can I borrow your notes?" He asked Ambrosia softly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2011 6:23 pm
Ambrosia nodded at him to answer his question before handing her notebook filled with her notes for the class to him. This class was easy to her so she usually did well the only problem was her torture that she went through making it harder for her.
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