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• Ain't it fun when you know you're gonna die young? -- Ethan, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 10:54pm PST
  • As she walked in, her breath caught in her throat and her eyes filled with tears quickly. Taking a moment, she paused, trying to pull herself together. It wasn't easy for her to deal with this either, there was a world full of guilt on her shoulders - she had caused this. Sure, he had been the one that broke her heart - but she had been horrible and said awful things and half of them she hadn't meant at all. Clearing her throat, she stepped into the room farther, biting her lower lip. She was clad casually in dark low slung jeans, a red turtleneck sweater and her black leather jacket covering up that. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders but with her nervousness she just tied it back to give her hands something to do. She forced a smile, clearing her throat. "The doctors say that you haven't said a word since you got in here, I told them that had to be a first." (NT) -- Emily, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:00pm PST

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• If he didn't talk, then he didn't have to explain himself, or apologize or try to rationalize what had happened, even to her - even though seeing her definitely invoked the most emotion he had displayed since the accident. He set the remote down and ran one hand slowly through his hair as a soft sigh slipped from his lips - he had successfully avoided thinking about her for atleast the past hour or so, but actually seeing her quite literally physically hurt. He had made such a mess out of things, and now he had nothing left, and he couldn't believe she was actually there - he had been pretty sure that he would never see her again, unless it was on TV or in a magazine... (NT) -- Ethan, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:18pm PST

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• There was no way she was just going to leave him now, not like this. She loved him, more then anything else in the world really, she had never felt like she did for him about anyone ever before. Quietly, she sat down on the side of the bed, her brow furrowed gently as she tilted her head, her eyes going to him. No matter what, he was going to be her best friend and she wouldn't settle for anything less. Her eyes followed his features for a moment before she cleared her throat and raised one shaky hand to fix his hair before it dropped back into her lap. "I made a press statement for you, I hope you don't mind. I told them you fell asleep at the wheel due to pain killers you were on to treat a pinched nerve, and that you were in the hospital to treat injuries related to the accident." She just wanted to let him know, she knew thats something he was going to be worrying himself about. (NT) -- Emily, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:26pm PST

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• "Thanks..." There. He had broken the silence - sort of, atleast. His voice was hoarse from lack of use so the word came out as more of a whisper, but it was the idea that mattered most. Of course, the simple 'thanks' was hardly typical of him - he was anything but a man of one-ward responses, but just didn't know what else to say. Sighing quietly again, his eyes were lightly shut for a long moment at her brief touch, and then fluttered open to meet her gaze once more - something so quiet and defeated about his demeanor that it had to be unsettling. (NT) -- Ethan, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:35pm PST

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• It was unbelivably unsettling but she still wasn't going to leave him, nothing was going to take her from his side now that she was finally there. Her eyes drifted for a moment, going around the room before she looked back to him again. "I managed to be able to be off for two whole weeks, week of christmas and next week..I put the christmas tree up yesterday, it looks cute. You'll have to come see it when you get out of here. You gotta bring presents for the pups though, cuz I think they are a little tiffed at you not seeing them for so long." She was trying to fill the silence, trying to get him to just relax a little. Her hand picked up his, squeezing it softly as she spoke. (NT) -- Emily, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:42pm PST

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• At her fingers in his, he leaned forward a little as if just wanting to get closer to her, but then grimaced suddenly and pulled his hand gently from hers to hold in over his his chest - his worst injury from the accident was the cracked ribs, so he was incredibly lucky given the state of his vehicle. Of course, lucky was debatable - if you asked his doctors, he was lucky, but if you asked him, he would probably have a slightly different response. Frowning gently, he gaze quietly at her for a long moment before speaking once more - starting, but then clearing his throat and starting again. "You don't have to do this." (NT) -- Ethan, Tue, Dec 21 2004, 11:59pm PST

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• I should have been dead on a sunday morning... -- Emily, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 12:11am PST
  • He couldn't deal with any of this - he didn't want to be reminded about what had happened and just didn't want to think about any of it. More than anything, he wanted to be with her, but he couldn't trust himself and so didn't want to risk screwing anything up again. Sighing, he just nodded ever-so-slightly and turned his gaze slowly away from her, just to focus on the floor. He was safe in here - atleast he didn't have to have anything to do with the real world. Of course a part of him knew that he was just making things harder on everyone, but he honestly didn't see himself having any other options. (NT) -- Ethan, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 12:31am PST

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• She sighed softly, her eyes on his even when he looked away. "You can try and block out the world, Ethan, but I am not going away." She shifted a bit on the bed, her hand still holding his. Her eyes went to the window now, unsure of what to say and her mind was working over what she had said to him. In a few minutes, she might be up for the small talk yet again but for right now she was just silent and reflective. It wasn't easy for her to be with him like this either when all she wanted to do was curl up with him and cry onto his chest with relief that he was ok. He had scared the shit out of her and she was worried sick that he was so unstable that he would drive his beloved car into a tree, plus, the guilt she felt was enough to drive anyone to tears... (NT) -- Emily, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 12:34am PST

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• The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her anymore, but he couldn't see any way around this, so just remained silent - only a long, quiet sigh escaping his gently pursed lips. Eyes sliding shut for a long moment, he shifted carefully to lean back into the bed more and then looked to her slowly once more. There was nothing for him to say - even though he knew that there was so much that he should say and so much that she deserved to hear him say. (NT) -- Ethan, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 12:51am PST

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• Gently her hand lifted to run her fingers across his forehead, there was no denying the love in her eyes even though she had tried so many times to fight it. "Just rest, Ethan.." She murmured softly, her voice quietly concerned but still soothing, her touch as well was just as relaxing. She just wanted him to get better that was her only concern right now. He didn't belong in a place like this, he belonged at places like the party they had gone too, among other socialites and aristocrats where he really seemed to fit in so well. She didn't know what she expected him to do or say, or how she expected to react to him being there...she just wanted to be there. (NT) -- Emily, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 1:01am PST

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• He nodded a touch and watched her for a long moment before closing his eyes again - he wasn't sleepy so much as just physically and mentally exhaused all around. It was tiring being crazy, he had decided, but he had nothing else to do with his time but rest anyway - os there was no better time than the present to catch up on sleep... (NT) -- Ethan, Wed, Dec 22 2004, 1:08am PST