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71k9za4wk ([info]71k9za4wk) wrote,
@ 2010-03-15 00:50:00

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“Cut thatout! Don't touch her!” He smiled, the...
“Cut thatout! Don't touch her!”
He smiled, the little creases feathering out around his eyes
I tried to breathe again
He left his arm around meWe walked out into the tunnel junction, and there was
no one there
“I'm warning you, Mel,” Jared said, still smiling widely“You better stay right here
I'm not making any guarantees about what I will or won't do to get you back
My stomach fluttered
Tell him I'll throttle him if he touches you like that againut her threat was a joke, too
“She's threatening your life right now,” I told him“But I think she's being men's omega watch facetious
He laughed, giddy with relief“You're so serious all the time, Wanda
“Your jokes aren't funny,” I muttered
I'll try not to let Jamie see
Thank you for bringing me back
I won't erase you, MelanieI'm sorry I can't give you more than that
“What's she saying?”
“We're just… making up
“Why couldn't she talk before, when you were trying to let her?”
“I don't know, JaredThere really isn't enough room for both of usI can't seem to get myself
out of the way completelyIt's like… not like holding your breathLike trying to pause your
heartbeatsI can't make myself not buy chanel bags exist
He didn't answer, and my chest throbbed with painHow joyful he would be if Icould figure
out how to erase myself!
Melanie wanted to… not to contradict me, but to make me feel better; she struggled to find
words to soften my agonyShe couldn't come up with the right ones
But Ian would be devastatedYou have so many friends here
I was glad that we were back to our room nowI needed to think about something else before I
started cryingNow wasn't the time for self-pityThere were more important issues at hand than
my heart, breaking yet again
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Frenzied
Iimagined that from the outside, I looked as still as a statueMy hands were folded in front of
me, my face was without expression, my breathing was too shallow to move my chest
Inside, I was spinning apart, as if the pieces of my atoms were reversing polarity and blowing
away from one another
Bringing Melanie back had not saved himAll that I could do was not enough
The hall outside our room was crowdedJared, Kyle, and Ian were back from their desperate
raid, empty-handedA cooler of ice–that was all they had to show for three days of risking their
livesTrudy tiffany and co. heart toggle necklace was making compresses and laying them across Jamie's forehead, the back of his
neck, his chest
Even if the ice cooled the fever, raging out of control, how long until it was all melted? An
hour? More? Less? How long until he was dying again?
I would have been the one to put the ice on him, but I couldn't moveIf I moved, I would fall
into microscopic pieces
“Nothing?” Doc murmured“Did you check –”
“Every spot we could think of,” Kyle interrupted“It's not like painkillers, drugs–lots of people
had reason to keep those hiddenThe antibiotics were always kept in the gucci purse


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