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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Jul 13, 2012 1:18:15 GMT -5
Luc just sighed, climbing out of bed. He stood in the doorway, trying to remember where he put his keys before he grabbed them. "I'm gonna go home and shower and change." He said, putting his keys in his pocket when he remembered he'd been carried here. 'And maybe I'll hang myself while I'm there..' He thought, opening the door before he closed it behind him and started down the driveway.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Jul 13, 2012 1:22:11 GMT -5
Dyson watched him go, and for once in a long time, he began to sob. He didn't know why he was fucking up with every god damn thing anymore. Going to 'work' was wrong, quitting it was wrong, not getting help was, doing what Luc wanted seemed to be. He didn't understand. Finally he just got annoyed, grabbed the keys to his parents spare car. He had no intentions of going to the hospital though. He climbed in and backed out of the drive, heading towards the water.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Jul 13, 2012 1:30:26 GMT -5
Luc walked slowly back to his apartments, honestly in no hurry to get anywhere. He unlocked the door, pushing it open. He flipped on the light, half expecting Monroe to be sitting there. But at least he didn't have to deal with the football players anymore.
He threw his keys on the coffee table, checking his phone before he got in the shower. It was brutally hot, but he didn't care. He got out and dried off, walking over to his closet. He couldn't help thinking the rod was up high enough to make a noose on, but he pushed the thought away. He'd made a promise, hadn't he? And unless he actually shot himself in the head and died, he didn't want the repercussions for failing and breaking his promise.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Jul 13, 2012 1:37:31 GMT -5
Dyson wiped at his eyes angrily, upset and in spur of the moment. He'd never made a serious attempt at actually committing suicide. But Luc's words bothered him, his indifference this morning. Besides, his parents were never home anymore, it was like he had died along with his sister. He scowled. Their car, their kid, and the big blue depths? He worked his jaw, grabbing his phone, and dialed Luc's phone, setting it on the seat next to him. He just..wanted him to know, he supposed, wanted to see if he cared. And then he was driving off the road into the water, heard somebody screaming. His heart was hammering, suddenly terrified and unsure as the bumper met the lake. People rushed from the mall and nearby beach. He just closed his eyes, clutching his aching ribs, tears falling down his face as the car began filling with water until he had nothing to breathe.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Jul 13, 2012 1:47:16 GMT -5
Luc heard his phone start ringing with Dyson's ringtone, and almost debated not answering it. He walked to it anyways, putting it on speakerphone so he wouldn't get it wet. "Luc." He said as he always answered the phone. He hated the whole 'hello?' thing. It was stupid as far as he was concerned. "Dyson?" He asked when there was silence. "You're gonna call me and no-" He started, and then the line went dead. "Dyson?" He asked, which was about as stupid as answering 'hello?' to a phone. The screams could have been kids at the park, but why would the line have gone dead? "I love you too.." He mumbled as he hung up the phone, walking back into his room to get dressed.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Jul 13, 2012 1:54:35 GMT -5
It wasn't long before a crane, tow truck and several medic units had been called to the scene and sent divers down to see if there was a way into the water filled car. They cut an unconscious Dyson from his seat and hauled him out as the car was pulled onto land. He was laid on the ground as the medical team crouched around him, officers keeping people back while they tried to get him to cough up water and breathe again. But a good ten, fifteen minutes under water was paying with no reaction except whatever bubbled unwillingly past his lips with each compression.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Jul 13, 2012 2:00:23 GMT -5
Luc pulled his comb through his hair, running his tongue over the closed hole in his lip. He grabbed his phone and his keys, calling Dyson's number. But all it did was ring and ring and ring. He hung up and waited long enough to lock his door and start his car before he called him back, the phone pressed against his shoulder as he looked for his cigarettes. "Fuck, Dyson. Did you drop it in the damn tub?" He muttered, throwing his phone into the passenger's seat before he started back to his house. His phone rang and he looked at it only to see it was Monroe. He answered it and put it to his ear.
"Luc."
"Well, /Luc/. Your boyfriend's in the lake."
"Stop being an ass, Monroe. You already tried to kill me."
"Yeah, well. I didn't try to kill him. He tried to kill him. And it's looking like he did a pretty good job of it."
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Jul 13, 2012 2:09:01 GMT -5
They would have pronounced him dead at the scene if his heart hadn't still been beating faintly. One thing for sure was he wouldn't have lived all the way to the hospital. So they pulled one of the trucks closer and began to work a tube down his throat to pump his lungs. People watched warily from a slight distance as they did so, and left the tube in, somebody holding the pump to force air in his out of his lungs in a mimicking fashion of breathing. They got him onto a stretcher and attached IVs and an oxygen tube, had to stabalize him before they dared take him anywhere. They draped a sheet over his body carefully, the medic still pumping air into his lungs, hoping he didn't wake and panic. Though chances of that were slim.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Jul 13, 2012 2:19:19 GMT -5
"HE'S DEAD?!" Luc screamed into the phone, stopping the car in the middle of the road. And luckily, it was only him.
"Probably. But you know, if you wouldn't be such a fucking dick to him, you wouldn't really have all those regrets." Monroe said in an indifferent mom voice.
"Says the prick who lets his boyfriend beat his ass." Luc spat, hanging up the phone and tossing it to the seat beside him. But he couldn't think of anything to do but put the car in park and lean against the steering wheel as he started sobbing. 'At least now he doesn't have to deal with your suicidal ass anymore.' That voice that always lingered in his voice told him, and he started crying harder.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Jul 13, 2012 2:26:54 GMT -5
They finally got him loaded into an ambulence and started down the road with sirens blaring, towards the hospital. Once there they took him into surgery to set his ribs, and put him in a recovery room on a respirator in case his lungs failed. Finally getting him ID'd, they tried contacting his parents, but, of course, couldn't.
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