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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Apr 9, 2012 23:02:13 GMT -5
"I never want you to leave.." He mumbled. It was the truth, too. He hated not having Dyson around. He liked being close to him, wanted to have him around all the time.
"Where's my phone?" He asked Monroe.
"In your car."
"Can you go get it?" And he watched Monroe get up and walk out, snatching up his car keys. He looked up at Dyson, rubbing his leg gently.
"I'm so sorry baby.. I would have given anything to trade places with her.."
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 9, 2012 23:04:10 GMT -5
"No," He rasped. "No, you wouldn't have..." He insisted, jaw trembling. "Don't try to kill yourself nomore Luc..." He begged softly, realizing the irony of his words towards Monroe. He began to cry again, wiping angrily at his eyes.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Apr 9, 2012 23:18:42 GMT -5
Luc ran his fingers through his hair, hoping it would make him feel a little better. "I can't promise that, Dyson.." He mumbled. He knew he would screw up and do it anyways if he promised. He couldn't help the need to die he felt. He just wanted it to go away.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 9, 2012 23:22:27 GMT -5
"Of course you can't," He muttered bitterly. "And I can't promise your fucking friend didn't practically try and rape me." He but his lip when he realized what he had said, furrowed his eyebrows. "If I lose you too, I'm done. I can't handle this shit anymore." He got up, heading to the bathroom to use it before returning.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Apr 9, 2012 23:26:47 GMT -5
Luc sighed, pulling his pillow closer. He felt bad, knowing he couldn't promise Dyson he would just take a gun to his head. He waited until he got back before he said anything.
"Two summers ago, he took me to his cabin.." He mumbled, looking down at the floor. "He tied my hands behind my back with a rope, and raped me over and over and over until he finally got tired. He left me there for two days before he came and got me. But I had bled so much I went into a coma."
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 9, 2012 23:31:58 GMT -5
Dyson's teeth gritted and he didn't say anything, working his jaw and just waiting for Monroe to return. "He has no fucking right to touch you," He muttered, rubbed warily at his face. He couldn't do any of this anymore, whether Luc hurt himself or not. It was getting too hard.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Apr 9, 2012 23:54:23 GMT -5
"Well, what he did and what he should have done are two different things, baby.." He said. He slowly managed to get to the other end of the bed, and turn on his side. He patted the bed beside him, looking over at Dyson.
"I won't die on you if you don't die on me.." He said quietly. He knew very well he couldn't live without Dyson.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 9, 2012 23:57:58 GMT -5
Dyson shrugged. "Can't make any promises," He mimicked softly. "Not if you're gonna hurt yourself. He climbed in beside him quietly. "Why do you even hang out with the bastard..?" He huffed, closing his eyes.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Apr 10, 2012 0:07:18 GMT -5
Luc rubbed his chest gently, chewing on his lip. He had hoped that Dyson wouldn't ask. "He uh.. He lived down the road from us when we lived in my old house.. Before my parents decided they wanted to be on and off like a lightswitch.. He was the one who found me when I got hit by that car. My mom made me hang out with him, and he just holds it over my head. He's usually.. not so bad.." He didn't know how anything that raped and killed could be 'not so bad'.
He looked up as Monroe came back and handed him his phone, and sat his keys down beside him before returning to his chair.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Apr 10, 2012 0:11:32 GMT -5
Dyson just growled in agitated response, and when Monroe came back he tensed all over with the new information. He climbed carefully back out of the bed. "Stay put," He huffed, and was knocking Monroe's chair backwards a moment later. "Fucking bastard!" He screamed.
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