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 Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 6:44 am
••.•´¯`•.••☾••.•´¯`•.••☾Kairi☽••.•´¯`•.••☽••.•´¯`•.••
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See? her brother asked sarcastically. See hun, Jake is here. Go to him. In her mind he sounded so unwilling to give her up and through every thring tears dripped down her cheeks. She felt bad. She wasn't able to explain this to Jake. It was too painful. This is what happened when she saw her brother. She felt the guiltiest for letting him die. He loved her and looked up to her. He stood up for her and yet she accused him of being a traitor and wished he'd have died.
Unfortuneatly, he did.
Kairi fought the darkness when she felt him carry her home. The time she fought was blurry and her mind was dizzy and in a fog. "Jake?" she asked hoarsely. Her throat burned from the screaming and breathing hurt. That's what happened when you didn't do it for a while. It stung, bag. She coughed and gently opened her eyes. It was uncommonly bright to her as she stroked his hair. He was there, he had found her, he hadn't left yet. Yet, of course, was the key word here. He'd be pissed once she got better. Everyone did.
With her other hand she pulled out the baggy that only had about 2 lines worth left. She placed it on the sidetable. She would explain but he was crying and she couldn't say anything but "sorry."
It hurt her just as badly. She felt him on her body and it ached.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I am sooooo sorry Jake."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 11:32 am
Jake raised his head and looked at her then at the bag. He reached over and took the bag and shoved it into his pockets. He hated what they did to her, he would make sure she didnt get them again. He moved his head up til he was eye level and through the tears kissed her softly, then moved his hand gently over her face. For a moment he didnt speak, just wiped his cheeks of his tears and kissed her lightly again. "You neednt be sorry...I havent gone what you did, but I can understand...your not used to the fact that I wont leave yet, and the drugs just null the pain of the thought if I left." He slid his arms under her back and rested his top half on her while his legs stayed on the floor. "I need you, more than I needed anybody. I dont know what would happen if I lost you... I was scared of just that when I heard what happened" He sighed and forced back more tears. "If you ever need anything...just ask, dont hide from me..." He looked back up at her. "Now stop scaring me, I dont care what you do I wont leave. And I will do anything just to prove that to you. I was the first you talked to...the first that liked me in such a special way..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:05 pm
 ☠ ☣ Every Hour goes the Tick-Tock of Motors ☣ ☠☠ ☣ They stare Us down when We met in the Emergency Room ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ And in our Beds, I can hear Breathe with Help from cold Machines ☣ ☠  Oh crap! He was crying. Ritter felt terrible now but Kuro-sama was get a bit irritated. He tried to hold out Kuro-sama for the sake of Noah and everyone one else. If Kuro-sama gets a hold of that heroin in Noah's bag, all Hell will be loose. Winced at the pain in his chest, Ritter stumbled over to Noah. He knew what it felt like to be ganged up on. It wasn't so nice. Well KuroRitter liked it but not ShiroRitter. He would always get beat up and hated for Kuro's stupid doings. Still holding his chest, Ritter on the bed next to Noah.
"Chibi-San, pleashe don't cry..."
Ritter blushed and retreated himself again. Damn his word vomit! He called just called Noah cute again.
Damn all cuteness at the moment!!
After his face cooled down, Ritter looked back at Noah and rubbed his back.
"Pleashe don't cry. It will only get Kuro-sama annoyed."
Ritter didn't stop to realize that Noah didn't know about his alters. He just wanted to comfort him to stop. He just looked out into the distance. He felt the sting of envy.
"Shorry for shaying shomething sho mean. I wash jusht... Jealoush..."
☠ ☣ On the Hour... ☣ ☠
☠ ☣ They Drew Blood. ☣ ☠ I Don't Need Your Help. Just Give Me A Needle And Some Thread And I Can Fix Myself.~R.i.t.t.e.r.
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:18 pm
 
✖ Roses are Red, Voilets are Blue..✖
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Jackson nodded, then she would talk. They could talk about muffins and porn for all she cared as long as it was better than a shot. She laid her head down in his lap, finding it surprisingly comfortable and pursed her lips, a small plush making its way to her cheeks "Well, which pictures? The naughty ones, or the good ones?"She asked quirking up an eyebrow at him. She didn't mind talking about them if he wanted to know, it wasn't like he wouldn't have asked eventually anyway. She closed her eye's, hearing him humming and smiled, she loved music, it was something she couldn't really live without, and it had gotten her through most of her childhood, as did drawing. "Questions?Okay..let me think."She muttered, pursing her lips "Whats your favorite color?"She asked, she figured it was blue or green, but she didn't know. Her's was teal, or a forest green. She had trouble picking between the two. She opened her eye's to see him and pursed her lips, reaching her hand up and tapping under his chin. "If you tired go sleep."She said, he was going to be exhausted if he kept himself up and planned on driving for everyone. She didn't want him to get sick from lack of sleep.
✂---------------------------------------------- ✖ I'm Schizophrenic.. ✖
✖ And so am I..✖
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 1:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:31 pm
✖ Roses are Red, Voilets are Blue..✖
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She figured it was that one. He hadn't seen her regular drawings, she forgot about that. Jackson pursed her lips, letting out a soft sigh. "Well, those are my fantasy drawings, things that obviously haven't happened but things I have ended up day-dreaming about, Damian adding a small contribute to a few actually, and I end up drawing them. I guess I started doing it at HMI, a few years ago, about a year after I was put in."She nodded, thinking it over. Had it been a year after she got in? Yes, she believed so. "My aunt had sent me my sketchbook from home, being the only one who remotely didn't hate my guts, though she wasn't exactly fond of me." Truth be told she probably hated her right now, running away. Someone in her family would have to pay for the damage done. She highly doubted Decker's father would pay for everything. "I drew the first picture in a new sketchbook, completely throwing out my old one and buying a new one, but I decided that it wasn't appropriate, having questions if maybe a nurse would find it, or Seth. Of course the first few people I was day-dreaming about weren't even real, just people I made up."She shrugged, not really wanting to talk about how she used to think about Seth that way, it just made her laugh really. "My aunt had sent me a Sketchbook, a new one, on my birthday 2 years ago, and thats the one my regular drawings are in now."She nodded, that wrapped it up. She didn't want to talk about his picture specifically at the moment unless he brought it up. If he was curious and asked she would answer, but she didn't want to bring it up. She nodded, chartreuse was a pretty color. "That's a good reason to like that color. It reminds me of spring, and springs a great time of year."She smiled, spring meant lots of rain, pretty flowers, new life. It was refreshing. She sighed, he was persistent, but it was sweet, this is what made her confused about her entire feelings toward him."Thank you Decker, I just don't want you to get sick."She was worried for him, if he got sick it would be doom for them getting to the house.
✂---------------------------------------------- ✖ I'm Schizophrenic.. ✖
✖ And so am I..✖
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 2:47 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 3:19 pm
✖ Roses are Red, Voilets are Blue..✖
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Jackson shrugged her shoulders "Well, why do you think?"She asked, it might have been obvious. Or at least she would think so. She rose an eyebrow at him, he had been lying? About what? She wanted to ask him, she knew about HMI coming, what was worse than him ratting them out? She sighed, what was he lying about? "I bet your mom was a wonderful person.."She muttered, and she believed that, but wondered what it would have been like if Decker hadn't lost her, she probably would have never met him. She sat up, looking at him, she kissed his cheek "I like being with you, I do. So, tell me whats wrong."She said, she felt her stomach hissing at her and bit her lip, she would wait, until she had to anyway. "I wanna know the truth, so tell me. I won't be mad at you."At least she would try. She would hold herself back, and she couldn't do any damage in her current state anyway. Or tell anyone. She hated to be lied to, hated it. As much as she liked Decker she wanted the truth from him. "If you gonna stay with me, I want the truth."She said honestly, she had a fake friend, who lied to her, faked being her friend before HMI, if Decker was lying to her about something she couldn't take she would leave right now. No matter how sick she was. Or would stay with Noah.
✂---------------------------------------------- ✖ I'm Schizophrenic.. ✖
✖ And so am I..✖
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 3:38 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 3:51 pm
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