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Post by alarice misaki crave on Feb 25, 2012 0:46:50 GMT -5
Arice had heard through the grapevine that her boss was in the hospital, and knew she had to go see him. She hated hospitals, but she cared for her boss. When she got to the hospital they weren't going to let her in, but she had lied and said she was his sister so they finally caved. As she wandered the halls looking for his room she could feel Trix stirring. I smell death. why are we here? Because she wanted to make sure Zander would be okay. But you barely know the guy, and you can be sure he doesn't know you, or care that you are here. With a sigh she ignored Trix as she reached the right room. Gathering her courage she knocked.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 25, 2012 0:57:27 GMT -5
Devon's head shot up when Zander began to bleed again. "Zander..?" He whimpered, stumbling to his feet, knocking the chair back.
He threw the door open, nearly slamming into the girl mid knock, and yowled for somebody to come help. When somebody started down the hall, he scampered back towards Zander, gently brushing more blood away, gripping at Zander's hand.
His jaw trembled faintly. "You gotta be okay Zander.." He rasped softly.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 25, 2012 1:04:26 GMT -5
A nurse came in, pulling off the mask. She pulled Zander up, patting him gently on the back until he took in a sharp gasp, followed by a gag. He squeezed Devon's hand, the whistling still in his head, only fainter now.
'I'm not going to make it to surgery.' He thought, holding Devon's hand close. The nurse was busy wiping away the blood when he heard that familiar rhaspy voice reply to him. 'No, you're not.' And by the tone, he could tell he was smirking.
"Fuck.." He groaned, leaning back again. He looked up and saw the girl there. It took him a long moment to remember who she was, and he smiled.
"You have nothing better to do at four in the morning?" He asked with a smile, running his thumb across Devon's hand.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 25, 2012 1:25:00 GMT -5
Devon held his hand tight, letting go to grab a the nurse, begging her to get help sooner. She said something and he screeched at her. After a moment the bathroom door slammed and glass shattered, then silence.
A soft, confused sob passed his lips as he slid to the floor, hadn't bothered even locking the door. Staring down at bloody knuckles, he rubbed at an eye, smudging eye liner. For his looks and age it had been a childish action. The girl coming to see Zander might not understand his issues.
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Post by alarice misaki crave on Feb 25, 2012 1:28:14 GMT -5
Arice began to knock on the door, and almost ended up knocking a guy in the chest. He pushed passed her, calling for help, and she felt fear clutching at her throat. Was Zander that bad off? She stood outside the door while the nurse rushed past her to help him. When he seemed to be breathing better and the nurse started to leave she breathed a sigh of relief.
She shrugged at his question. She had no family, rarely slept, so why not. "I wanted to check on you." Her voice was quiet, like always. She crossed the threshold, but did not approach the two. She knew Zander didn't like females, and she was the only girl working at either of his stores as far as she knew. She wouldn't go to him unless he allowed it.
When the other male rushed into the bathroom her eyes followed him, and she flinched visibly at the sound of glass shattering. Without thinking she took a step forward, wondering if she should check on him as well.
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Post by zander trey brooks on Feb 25, 2012 1:34:55 GMT -5
Zander looked up at her, then in a second Devon was gone and he heard glass shattering. "Babe?" He called, slowly slipping off the bed. The action made him dizzy and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He had lost entirely too much blood over the last week. He walked over to the door, swayed as if drunk, then knocked on the door frame.
"Devon, it's okay.." He mumbled, then went black. He opened his eyes and was on the floor, leaning against the door frame. But he wasn't really there. His body was in the operating room. Zander put his head in his hands, wondering if Devon was still in the bathroom. But he might never know, the two having been left alone when they took him into surgery.
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 25, 2012 1:42:00 GMT -5
Devon looked up at Zander's voice as he opened the door, and he shook his head mutely. When Zander blacked out, collapsing, he sobbed.
People held him back as he tried to go after them when they took Zander into surgery. He screamed again, it was nothing but broken sounds and sobs as he tried getting away.
And legal or not, he felt a needle in his skin as he attacked one of the nurses. They sedated him and he stumbled, actions growing feeble.
He woke up in a room locked from the outside, rattled the handle desperately. They had been worried he would hurt him, would tell Zander he was unstable. He whimpered softly, sitting down against a wall and drawing his knees up, rubbing at his arms.
He couldn't handle being locked in a room...it was all too familiar, panic washing over him. And then he just shut down again, staring at the door.
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Post by alarice misaki crave on Feb 25, 2012 1:47:42 GMT -5
What happened next made Arice's head spin, almost made her sick to watch how broken the other male was. Knowing she could do nothing for him she began to weep, feeling the tears course down her cheeks, and with a disgusted sigh Trix took over.
Standing tall Trix went up to the nurse walking away from where they had just locked the boy up. After a few short words, the nurse turned around again and unlocked the door. Trix entered and looked down at the broken boy sitting there, her yellow eyes completely lacking emotions. "Come on. If you calm down we can be there when he gets out."
For one of the few times in her life Alarice fought the pelt, and began to regain control, the yellow beginning to seep from her eyes as she held out her hand to this stranger, "it will be okay."
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Post by devon splyce parker on Feb 25, 2012 1:55:17 GMT -5
Devon shranks back from the offered hand as the door opened. It wasn't Zander, and the hopeful expression in his eyes dropped.
He got slowly to his feet, slinking warily out of the room, not completely sure of where they were at. His right knuckles had been bandaged from breaking the mirror, and he stared down at the white material in faint disappointment that there was no more blood to see.
He rubbed at the itchy scabbing ofetters on his stomach as he crossed scarred arms over his chest, baby blue eyes fixed on the ground.
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Post by alarice misaki crave on Feb 25, 2012 2:25:14 GMT -5
Arice still fought with Trix as she followed Devon. When he stopped she almost ran into him from behind. She walked around him to face him, ignoring the stares from the nurses that they were getting. This guy obviously meant something to her boss, and her boss meant a whole hell of a lot to him. She looked up at him shyly, yellow tinging the outer rim of her hazel-green eyes, showing that for the most part, she was in control of herself. "I'm Arice."
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