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Date Posted: 20:07:30 06/06/06 Tue
Author: Justin
Subject: inside
In reply to: Gia 's message, "Inside" on 11:48:12 06/06/06 Tue

He groaned, shaking his head lightly as he leaned his head back against the wall he was leaning on. He knew that he should go to, he should comfort her but after she had said that he wasn't there for her enough before he wondered if anything he said would mean anything at all besides, he wasn't even sure if he was capable of comforting anyone at that moment. He didn't understand how she could have known that this was going on, that she was slowly becoming an addict and not told him, not recieved proper help, not told Remy when he was evaluating her. The first time it happened wasn't her fault and no one would have blamed her but to just continue on during it just was...weak, selfish, just plain stupid. They had plenty of things in the state for addicts, hell, they worked for the fucking government half the time and yet she didn't think she could get help there so she ran over to Bangkok while addicted to Heroin? It boggled his mind to even think about and he felt like throttling someone. She was pregnant, for fucks sake, who knew what kind of damage her thoughtlessness had done to the baby much less herself. His hand tangled in his own hair, his brow furrowed a little as she cried on his bed. "So do you want help?" He questioned softly, the words harsh but they rang true. She could have gotten help before and she didn't so he wasn't going to jump to the conclusion that she wanted it now.

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