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Date Posted: Wed, Nov 02 2005, 11:17pm PST
Author: Bianca
Subject: She let out a shakey breath, running a hand down her face as she tried to figure out what to do. "I just wish you would at least talk to a doctor first...please, Gavin..just talk to someone before you go and if you talk to a doctor then I will take you home." She tried to reason with him, the tears still streaming down her cheeks. He didn't even care that he almost died, it seemed, that he almost left her. "Your body is still healing from shutting down..." She was trying to talk some sense into him, make him see that he couldn't just walk out of here.
In reply to: Gavin 's message, "

I drag you down, I use you up
Mr. Self Destruct
I am the needle in your vein, and I control you
I am the high you can't sustain, and I control you
" on Wed, Nov 02 2005, 9:33pm PST


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  • "They won't want me to go, B... I know that. I'm fine, but they just want me to stay for another night." He pulled his hoodie on slowly and then made his way back over to her, brows furrowing gently as he reached out to brushing away her tears, his head dropping so that his forehead touched hers gently. "I'll go see my doctor tomorrow... You can come with me..." He offered, gaze serious on hers - he just had to get out of here, and his doctor knew him and understood his history, and had a realistic view on how far to push his patient and the sort of things that he could suggest. The doctors here just saw him as a careless spoiled celebrity with too much money on his hands. (NT) -- Gavin, Wed, Nov 02 2005, 11:21pm PST
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