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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 12, 2008 23:58:06 GMT
Then why do I feel so helpless.
"Okay," I mumble softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 0:04:10 GMT
"I am," I have to say it again to reconfirm it, "I don't want to be on my own, I need you here."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 0:09:14 GMT
For what? To make you feel worse about having failed killing yourself? Great reason.
I nod weakly, sitting on the end of the bed.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 0:19:54 GMT
I close my eyes, leaning my head back, taking her hand lightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 0:23:19 GMT
I keep hold of his hand, hoisting Alex higher.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 0:41:42 GMT
I sigh softly through my nose, but don't say anything.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 0:45:23 GMT
"I love you," I mumble, linking my fingers with his.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 0:59:53 GMT
"I love you too," I mumble back.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 1:13:31 GMT
"Okay," I mumble softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 1:40:10 GMT
"I promise I do," I mumble quietly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 1:42:02 GMT
"Promises don't mean anything if you don't try to keep them,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 1:59:24 GMT
"I know, but I mean this one."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 2:02:19 GMT
"Mean it?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 2:08:12 GMT
"Yes, I mean that I promise I love you."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 2:12:41 GMT
That's not the promise I wanted to hear.
"Okay." I say softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 2:15:15 GMT
I can't promise you anything else for sure.
"I wish I could make a better promise," I mumble.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 2:16:38 GMT
"I wish you could too," I say softly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 13, 2008 9:45:51 GMT
"I wouldn't want to break it," I mumble.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 13, 2008 17:01:24 GMT
"Then you have to try harder." I mutter, dropping my gaze as my eyes start to sting.
Alex whimpers softly, reaching out for someone's attention.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 14, 2008 21:16:33 GMT
"I can't try harder. I don't want to," I mutter under my breath, "I need this."
I can't look at her or Alex; the realisation is too painful and much too shameful.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 16, 2008 0:17:33 GMT
"I need you more." I whisper softly, hoisting Alex closer to me.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 16, 2008 9:26:41 GMT
My eyes burn for a moment so I have to close them, picking idly at the bandages again, "I can't..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 16, 2008 20:28:27 GMT
I open my mouth to protest, but close it knowing I'll sound too much like a child.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 17, 2008 14:19:01 GMT
I want to apologise but I can't say the words.
No more apologising for who you are.
I still feel like I should.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 17, 2008 22:39:14 GMT
I gently take hold of his hand, out of habit,"I know..aruging with you won't do any good," I whisper softly,"Stuck your a stubborn basta-..person. That's what I love about you, you still put up a fight with me,"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 18, 2008 13:55:01 GMT
"I shouldn't. Not about this," I mutter.
I keep hold of her hand for a moment, before letting it go and sitting up properly, "I need to get out of this place. I can't take being in a hospital anymore."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 18, 2008 19:38:33 GMT
"It's what you do, it's what we do." I mutter softly, then bite back the urge to yell at him about moving around."I'll make you a deal," I whisper quietly, setting Alex down on the bed."Two days here, just two days, then two weeks at home?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 18, 2008 19:42:15 GMT
"Two fu-two days? I can't stay here for two days."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Jan 18, 2008 19:50:26 GMT
"Please, please, just two days."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jan 18, 2008 20:11:13 GMT
"No, you don't understand. Not a hospital...anywhere but a hospital. I can't-...can't deal with this place."
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