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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:15:44 GMT
"BRIAR!" Logan yells as she falls to the ground. "Please Angel wake up!" he yells still. Logan grabs a few rags and wrap them around her wrists, knowing that wasn't going to help. He picks her up and carry to the car. Afterwards, he runs inside. "Serenity come here now!" he shouts up the stairs crying. He grabs the twins and races out to the car putting them safely into their carseats. Jenny runs outside and jumps into the car, staring wide eyed at Briar. "What did you do you... you... asshole!" she yells. Logan doesn't say anything to this. His only priority at the moment was to make sure she was okay, and lived. I'm so sorry... so sorry. was repeated over and over in his mind.
[[awww... so they're going to the hospital now. same thread.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:20:06 GMT
{{So much easier in the same thread. I don't see why people change threads =/}}
Briar didn't hear anything, see anything, or feel anything that was going on. She was in her own world. In this world, she was by herself near a cliff that dropped off at an ocean, she was sitting there. By herself.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:26:21 GMT
Once they all get to the hospital, Jenny jumps out and starts to undo the carseats, as Logan gets Briar out and carries her into the lobby. Please be okay, please... He then runs back to grab the babies, Jenny already ahead of him with Briar. "Take her to the emergency room now, she slashed her wrists!" He yelled once he was back in the hospital, out of breath.
[[so, yeah... what are you going to do with this. lol]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:31:25 GMT
Briar frowned. The ocean, it was turning black. The sky was turning gray. What was happening?
Doctors surrounded the unconcious girl. She'd lost alot of blood from the deep cuts she slashed on her wrists. They did the best they could, they stitched the wounds. It was all up to her if she wanted to wake up. The doctor walked out and walked to a man, to who he assumed was Logan Vassler. "Mr.Vassler?" He asked, looking down at him with gray eyes. Eyes that had seen too much.
{{Eh, you'll see.}}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:36:22 GMT
"Yes. Is my wife okay? Please tell me." Logan says quickly, since having a huge cloud of guilt over his head. Of course he had to feel guilty. He was being childish and he wanted a child. No way that would ever work out. Please say she's wake, waiting to see me. I don't even care if she's yelling. I just want to hear her voice. Please be okay.
[[Ahhh... I don't like being in charge. lol XD]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:47:47 GMT
The doctor frowned and said, "We did the best we could, she's in a coma. It's up to her to wake up," in a sympathetic tone. He motioned for him to get up and said, "I'll let you and the young ones in the room. Maybe you can talk her into waking up, they hear."
{{Aww, cry about it >.<}}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 7:53:47 GMT
Logan's heart breaks, as his mouth drops to the ground. What was he supposed to say? Thank you about her being in a coma? He grabs the twins and goes into the room. He stops the moment he sees her, lying motionless in the bed, pale as can be. "Briar..." He whispers, feeling tears beyond tears fall from his eyes. He walks to the bed placing the twins carseats on the floor and picking up Jenny carefully her arm still broken. "Honey... It's me your good for nothing husband." He takes her head into his and gently squeezes it as if that would wake her up in a second.
[[nah. I made Logan cry instead. ^^ ]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:01:52 GMT
Briar's eyes furrowed together as she was in that place. Now it felt as if something was squeezing her hand. She looked down, there was nothing. 'It's me, your good for nothing husband,' a voice said. It was echoing throughout the place. What was going on? She clenched her hand as if she was trying to squeeze the person's..Logan's hand back.
{{Haha, after you post I'm going to time skip to like..a day after or something. That way she can wake up. It'd be silly for her to wake up right now, seeing as they got there not too long ago.}}
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:07:34 GMT
He feels her trying to squeeze her hand back. "Briar... can you hear me? I love you. Please come back..." he whispers softly. "Please momma, please." Jenny says with a smile.
[[Yeah I would say so.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:19:19 GMT
-_-Time Skip (Day later)-_-
It had been a day exactly and Briar was desperatly trying to open her eyes. It was hard though. She could hear and feel everything around her, but she couldn't respond. This was one thing that was surprising her right now. Her eyelids were opening. She groaned when light came to her eyes and she turned to move to her side. A gasp escaped her lips and she turned back on her back, "Motherfucker," She hissed, looking down at her arms. Thick bandages were covering her wrists. Memories of that night flashed through her mind and she remembered why she did it. Logan.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:23:14 GMT
[[Haha. I feel like I'm stuck in a soap opera! Ahhh... lol]]
Logan never left her side the entire time that they were there. He looked down at the sleeping Jenny and her left arm good as new. He smiled and watched the twins napping as well. He yawned a bit, but heard some rustling. His eyes shoot open at her. "Briar?" He sees her moving and say something incoherent no doubt. "Briar sweetie... can you hear me?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:33:45 GMT
{{XD Seriously.}}
Briar glared down at her arms for a moment before looking up; Logan. Her eyes narrowed and she looked the other way immediately. She had nothing to say to him. He tried to take her kids.
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Post by Logan Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 8:34:54 GMT
"Briar." he says in a weak tone. He stands up putting Jenny in the chair. He grabs her hand lightly. "Please honey look at me."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 19:59:54 GMT
Briar shook off his hand and put her own in her lap. She didn't speak a word, nor did she turn around. Finally, after a few moments, "You were desperate enough to take my own kids?" She asked in a hoarse voice.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 20:46:28 GMT
"Briar... I. I overeacted I know that now. But having kids is the second most important thing to me." He says not exactly telling her the reason yet.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 22:21:55 GMT
"Why Logan? What made you go to such extreme measures, just so I would have a child with you?" Briar asked quietly. She didn't want to yell, afraid that she would wake up Jenny.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 22:28:15 GMT
"Because. Do you even know how many siblings I have?" I don't wait for her answer. "Nine. There's ten of us. In the family, the parents chose a kid, to pass on the tradition of having a lot of kids. Why do you think Shelby has so many kids?" I say.
[[haha, i like torturing you. ;D ]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 22:42:15 GMT
Briar's upper lip curled slightly. When she realized it did, she shook her head and it went back to normal. "I'm not Shelby, Logan. I don't want to have to take care of many kids. I thought the twins would be enough," She said, still in a quiet tone. "I'm not going to have anymore. No matter what you think about it."
{{Hehe, I love it.}}
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 22:59:50 GMT
"Briar... we have to. Since Shelby and I didn't have at least seven kids, we both now had to find someone to bare seven a piece. That's the main reason why Shelby has as many as she does. She just needs one more." he says softly.
"Honey, we need to have four more kids. Or else, Shelby and I..." he says trailing off.
[[haha, more drama.]]
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:06:21 GMT
Briar shook her head as he told her this. This was crazy, insane even. "Or else Shelby and you what?" She asked. What he was telling her she called bullshit.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 23:11:36 GMT
"My parents, since Shelby's are dead, have to kill us both. I'm not lying. I honestly never wanted children. Never." He says honestly.
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:15:54 GMT
Briar looked down for a moment, her fist slowly clenching itself. "So, what you're saying is that if...if I don't bare four more children, then you and Shelby die?" She whispered. Her eyes darkened, making it seem like dark blue before she punched her bed many times. She ignored the pain that caused in her wrist and put her head in her hands, "That's..that's mad!"
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 23:23:41 GMT
"You can ask her yourself Briar..." he says grabbing her wrists, trying to stop her for causing pain to herself. "I know it's crazy, but it's the truth."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:29:48 GMT
"I won't do it," Briar muttered, jerking her wrists out of his grip. "I refuse to even let you touch me! Much less something like that!" She scooted as far away from him as she could, "I'm going to be talking to your parents soon."
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 23:33:34 GMT
He snorts. "Yeah, good luck with that. They're deatheaters as well."
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:38:33 GMT
"Like I care. If I can kill one deatheater, I'm defiently not afraid to talk to two," Briar said in a normal voice now.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 23:41:17 GMT
"Can I ask you something?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:43:01 GMT
"You just did," Briar said simply, leaning back onto her pillows again.
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Post by Shelby Chou on Jan 21, 2008 23:46:46 GMT
"Briar..." he says with a saddened expression. He glances down at her left hand, noticing no ring. "Where's your wedding ring?"
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Post by Briar Vassler on Jan 21, 2008 23:54:14 GMT
Briar's right hand went to her left and then she remember. Oh shit.. "Um..that's a long story actually," She muttered. "When I was for sure you died, I went to the muggle world and to a river. I kind of...threw it in the river."
{{About time someone did XD}}
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