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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 21, 2010 10:52:04 GMT -5
It's been a few days since he woke up in the hospital wing. "Good blood pressure... Okay Torres, you're all clear. You're being discharged today. You've made quite a recovery." said the doctor before leaving to go deal with the paper work and write prescriptions. Appearantly the school has managed to keep the shooting, stabbing, and suicide attempt from the media. But Dylan could only imagine what everyone in school were saying. Why'd he even care? Why has he always cared? He nearly died. He'd been too much of a coward to even make sure of it too. He felt awful for that, but whatever. He's been all drugged up for pain that he didn't even want to leave. Frowning, he got dressed.
Carelessly he began stuffing some stuff, clothes, and art books into his bags, ready to go. Shit, he probably had a load of school work to catch up on... He didn't want to think of any of this, getting shot, Jaycie, Lacey, Kara, Charlie, himself, art, school, or where he'll go from here. Where do you go after something like this happens? For once he had to the freedom to do whatever he wanted after these things and he hadn't a clue. He looked up when the door opened again.
TAGGED;lacey...&jaycie?
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;short, sorry.
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by lacey brooke kay on Jan 21, 2010 15:45:28 GMT -5
 
the doctor woke her up this morning. she was passed out for most of the time. there was a huge scar going across her wrist. and she felt bad for what she had done. lacey made the biggest mistake of her life. she felt like she could never apologize to jaycie and dylan enough for what she did to them. getting onto her feet she felt like she was learning to walk again. but she had to go to dylan's room apologize for what happened. jaycie told her that dylan had saved her. and she never had anyone care that much. it was weird. she didn't know how to feel about it. but for some reason when she saw dylan the butterflies flew in her stomach.
"um, dylan. i'm really sorry." she grabbed him up in a hug. "they upped my medication. i think i really need it, hah." lacey smiled and let go of him. "thanks for everything. i'm so sorry for what happened. but i'm glad your okay," said lacey to him. they were thinking about moving her to a new place for her mental health if the increase on her medication didn't work. she started to cry. "it's hard being schizophrenic. what did i do to deserve this?" she sat down on his bed, crying.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] tagged;; dylan:] occ;; it's mkay! :] mine was short too. |
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 21, 2010 16:36:42 GMT -5
He stood up calmly, about ready to make a snarky comment of some sort. Frankly, it was weird to see her standing there after all that's happened. Her hug totally disarmed him, he sort of didn't hug back but he didn't resist. He was just bewildered. Good, more meds... This was just like his mom aside from a murder attempt. After every drunken temper tantrum she took out on him, she'd hug him and beg for forgiveness, say it'll be different. He didn't smile back... his eyes were drawn to the scar on her arm. It looked small compared to what he thought it'd look like honestly, still there's no disputing how big it was already.
Did he resent her or forgive her? Did he want to thank Jaycie or resent her? No clue... But this girl was not the Lacey he knew. He didn't want to be fooled by some trick. Yeah, he was apprehensive around her. He nodded a little. "Yeah, don't worry about it..." Then she was crying. It reminded him of that thought he had after he was shot. 'wasn't she a victim too?' His heart went out to her. Alot of other people wouldn't be so moved, but she did nearly kill herself. And that was worse than trying to kill him for sure. "I don't know. It just does." he answered pathetically. "I'm sorry." for everything. He put an arm on her shoulder. "How long have you been schizophrenic?"
TAGGED;lacey...&jaycie?
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by lacey brooke kay on Jan 21, 2010 16:52:09 GMT -5
"yeah, don't worry about it..." she was so shocked that he told her not to worry about it. she just tried to kill him. and he was fine with it. maybe he was more crazy then she was. but he couldn't be. he probably was a forgiving person. it probably hurt him like shit. but he shouldn't have said it was okay. cause it wasn't it wasn't at all. "it's not alright and i know actions speak louder then words. i can't undo my past. i would if i could." her tears were streaming down her face. her eyeliner was all over the place. which she put on this morning before walking over. lacey rubbed her eyes. making sure that she didn't look like creepy.
"i'm sorry." he said to her. she smiled back at him rubbing her eyes. finally she had someone that understood her. someone that didn't hold this against her. if he did she could never live with that pain. it would hurt to bad. if she killed him. oh god. she couldn't even think about that. that she hurt him. then he put his arm around her. which made the butterflies in her stomach stir like crazy. "how long have you been schizophrenic?" he had asked her. "um," she said rubbing her head. "ever since my mother tried to drown me the tub." she sighed. bad memories she never told anyone but she trusted him. "you give me a weird feeling in my stomach." lacey honestly didn't know what it was. she never had feelings for anyone. her life was to hard to even notice guys. she worried more about getting the shit kicked out of her my her mother. "i was about ten maybe eleven." a sigh left her lips.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] tagged;; dylan:] occ;; --- |
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 21, 2010 17:13:43 GMT -5
She was bawling out, just like the first time he met her. He felt so empty here. "It's not all right but it happened just like other things happen." he shrugged. Can't do much about it right? No, just gotta focus on the future. If his mother came out of her grave and said sorry, well, he doesn't know what he'd say. "Don't cry." he said gently. "It's looking like the damn opera up in here." he smirked, trying to show he was teasing. God he hoped she wouldn't take the wrong and want to shoot him again for it!
Damn. She had problems, bigger ones than he could claim. She didn't need the added guilt and worry over him. He certainly wasn't worth it. He could take care of himself fine anyway... He didn't need any consoling, help, or shit. Seeing his would-be killer so broken, he couldn't hold it over her head no matter how it'll be affecting him or the pain he'll be feeling for the next few weeks. 'You give me a weird feeling in my stomach.' she admitted. He frowned. "Sorry?" he offered. Since ten or eleven. She was a victim. What do you say to this? He shouldn't have asked. "That's awful." he said looking at her. Before meeting Lacey he couldn't have imagined someone crazier than his mother, but this girl would've probably killed for his mom... no pun intended.
TAGGED;lacey...&jaycie?
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by lacey brooke kay on Jan 21, 2010 17:24:31 GMT -5
"it's not all right but it happened just like other things happen." she looked and him and nodded. "true that." she wished she could feel better about the whole situation but maybe it was just suppose to be her fault for everything bad happening. maybe if she had a different life things would be better for her. "don't cry," he said softly to her. she rubbed her face with the napkin in her pocket. "thank you for everything dylan. you've helped me a lot. i really needed that increase on my medication. hah. cause i've been a crazy bitch lately." she put on a fake smile trying to be fine with everything that happened between dylan and jaycie. oh god. what was up with jaycie was she okay? "it's jaycie doing fine?" she asked with fear in her eyes.
"it's looking like the damn opera up in here," he said with a smirk on his face. which just made her heart pump faster. "hah, days of our lives." she giggled before smiling at him. "people don't give you enough credit your a good dude." after she admit to what she felt like he frowned and apologized. "no it feels good. and you make my heart pump faster. what does that even mean?" she questioned confused. maybe he would get what it was. was it just from the cuts that made her this way. or what. "that's awful." he had made that comment about her mother. "well that's life it blows."
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 21, 2010 18:35:06 GMT -5
Is Jaycie doing fine? "Yeah, I think she's been discharged today too." That girl was amazing, she really pulled through. The way she cussed him out before he passed out was too funny, maybe someday he'll laugh about it. "She actually saved my life. I passed out when she was dragging my ass here." he said. Looking at her, he said "You're lucky to have her as a friend." Which was true. Not many people do what she did for others. Talking with Lacey right now, he wondered how the two became friends to the point Jaycie had to protect her from him. The contrast of characters Laycey had was unsettling that he had to sit on the bed besides her. He stared out at the window, listening to her.
He got a laugh out of her which made him less tense... Dylan wasn't going to lie, she still scared him and the shooting still hasn't quite hit him yet. 'people don't give you enough credit your a good dude' Ah, so everyone had an opinion on him and she's probably heard all of it. Sometimes talking to people in a more human way, he forgets how they must hear the talk and gossip. Glad to know someone has a little bit better opinion on him but a good dude? He wasn't so convinced. What did Kara think? How did she think when she heard about how he was shot? 'no it feels good. and you make my heart pump faster. what does that even mean?' Uhm, okay, what? "Maybe it's your meds?" he answered, unwilling to let this- whatever this was- go that way.
TAGGED;lacey...&jaycie?
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by lacey brooke kay on Jan 22, 2010 16:56:48 GMT -5
"maybe it's your meds?" questioned dylan. lacey looked at him, smiling. "i thought the same thing." her mind started to wander. she should ask her sister what it was. maybe she'd know. cause her sister described that feeling about her boyfriend. which she loved at one point. loved. fuck was it that? it couldn't be. lacey just thought he was trying to kill her. why would she fall in love with this boy after? this shit was so fucked up. oh god she had to get this feeling away. but how? her wides wided when she realized she possibly couldn't. just stay away from her. that's what hit her mind. her thoughts were to stay away. and maybe that was the best idea.
"well i'm going to leave now." her eyes where still wide. she hoped and prayed that jaycie would just come in so she wouldn't have this weird awkward feeling anymore. it would go away. if she left. but she was praying to god that jaycie would come in. damn maybe she was dead. no it's not true right? dylan said she got discharged from the hospital today. what could she be doing coke at this point? who knew. but she hoped that jaycie wouldn't be mad. and would still accept her for what she did. she hoped and prayed that she'd still be friends with her. she needed jaycie.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] tagged;; dylan:] occ;; :] bring jaycie into this bitch. |
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Post by jaycie nina pierce on Jan 22, 2010 17:11:06 GMT -5
 
walking out of her room. she headed towards dylan's. she wanted to see if they were okay. cause she heard the nurses talking about dylan and lacey were in dylan's room. so she decided to go exploring the wonderful rooms of the hospital. to bad this wasn't an alice in wonderland trip. jaycie opened up the curtains looking at dylan and lacey. "time to suck today's dick." she said with a smirk. "are you two okay? you seem weirded out a little lacey." should she still be friends with this girl that almost killed her. they said they upped her medication. maybe that will chill her killing spree.
with her back against the wall she stared at the two. "you look like you've seen a ghost." she laughed getting up from where she was standing. "so lacey you look like you got a thing for the dylan." she winked at her then at dylan. "you two should hit up a club get drunk and fuck." her words were always harsh. that's why people hated her. she just pissed them the fuck off. that's also why she was in lots of fights. cause she did shit like this.
[/blockquote][/blockquote] tagged;; dylan:] occ;; this is story sorry. but i want jaycie to get on dylan's nerves. and freak him out. hahah. |
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 22, 2010 18:22:40 GMT -5
Speak of the devil, Jaycie waltzed right on in. You'd think the girl who actually shot him would strike more fear in him but instead it was the girl who saved him. Dylan, keeping to his method of when in doubt shut up, listened to her. This girl... well, he didn't trust either of them. He was ready to part from knowing them and get back to his life. This was all just a pause button on life, nothing else. And just as he feared, she was pursuing them. 'you look like you've seen a ghost'. Indifferent, he replied "I was shot."
Oh shit, so it wasn't just Dylan's imagination? It was that obvious? Dylan didn't want to start thinking of how Lacey's confirmed crush will mess with the future... she was still crazy no matter how many pills she swallowed. He may have sympathy and forgiveness for her, but he wasn't about to get shot again. 'You two should hit up a club, get drunk, and fuck' more eloquent suggestions of Jaycie came out of her mouth. "Don't you have some shit to go snort up right now?"
TAGGED;lacey&jaycie
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;rofl. jaycie's awesome. XDDDDD
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by jaycie nina pierce on Jan 24, 2010 15:06:58 GMT -5
"don't you have some shit to go snort up now?" asked dylan, trying to be cocky. "oh thanks for reminding me orphan. oh is count olaf trying to get your huge amount of money you have cashed in the bank for what your parent's left you. oh that's right they didn't leave you shit." she smirked staring back at lacey. "but you know it's better to do coke then to have a schizophrenic crazy fuck in love with you. make sure she doesn't stab you in the back when your sleeping." actually she did want some coke right now. and she was just so happy that dylan brought it up. cause she really needed to get her hands on some.
this girl was a pro at getting under people's skin. and dylan was just one easy prick to get at and it made her laugh. she was cruel didn't give a flying fuck about being friends with anyone. actually everyone didn't want to be friends with her. but lacey needed her that's why she took jaycie's shit. and she took most of it to heart. but why would jaycie care? no one has even seen her act nice for once. no one, ever. she was a mean evil bitch. and that's what people knew her for. that was her reputation. and she didn't give a fuck if it was a bad one.
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 24, 2010 15:45:55 GMT -5
Please, Dylan wasn't insulted. Just irrated by the company. He was ready for both of them to leave... He made his peace and was ready to move on. 'Oh thanks for reminding me orphan. oh is count olaf trying to get your huge account of money you have cashed in the bank for what your parent's left you. oh that's right they didn't leave you shit.' Oh-haha. She was full of funny stuff wasn't she? Yeah, whatever. Dylan only smirked at her. Jaycie wasn't finished; 'but you know it's better to do coke then to have a schizophrenic crazy fuck in love with you. make sure she doesn't stab you in the back when your sleeping.' So obviously Jaycie didn't consider Lacey as much as a friend... it came to him that she treated Lacey just as bad as he treated Charlie- except Charlie never tried to kill him.
"I think you're crazier than she is." he said bluntly. Just think back to all those times Jaycie has acted out around school, it all added up and she still went back to do more coke. Lacey was crazy but it was hardly her fault. She nearly drowned by her own mother's hands! Whatever made Jaycie such a nut? Rarely did Dylan ever defend someone. He developed his smart ass attitude just to protect himself, not to help others. But he figured Lacey didn't need more blows to her nonexistent self-esteem.
TAGGED;lacey&jaycie
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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Post by jaycie nina pierce on Jan 25, 2010 14:19:13 GMT -5
"i think your crazier then she is." mhm. that was funny. cause she couldn't remember the last time she tried to to kill someone. wait that's cause she never fucking did. "yeah sure. you got your views all fucked up. let's see how many people did i try to kill. let's see no fucking one." it didn't piss her off. nothing that dylan could stay could have hurt her. he didn't know shit about her. actually no one even knew about her past.
she didn't tell people about it. jaycie was a closed book. that no one was going to read. if she let them the would destroy her. but she's a tough little bitch. she doesn't get fucking scared at the stupidest shit. and she doesn't think of her past. cause that was the past. all she needed now was a couple lines, and something to drink. and her life was amazing. she didn't need people. she always pushed them away like they didn't mean shit. lacey was just sitting here staring up at jaycie with big watery eyes. she was about to cry. then the tears started rolling down her face. damn she was so emotional. this is why jaycie couldn't stand girls.
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Post by DYLAN MARSHALL TORRES on Jan 26, 2010 22:23:30 GMT -5
He grinned at her. She was so obnoxious that he couldn't take her seriously. It was amazing how each girl in this school were so drastically different but still so heavily damaged! Charlotte was probably the least dented one, she just liked her pills and could never stick up for herself even if her life depended on it. Maybe he was taking it upon himself to teach her how to, but that was just his lazy excuse for his bitchy moods that she always got caught up in like in a storm. Lacey was just crazy. Jaycie was true drug addict. And Kara... somehow he felt there was hope for her, somehow...
But Jaycie was before him, thinking herself so mighty and soon so high. Lacey was crying. Great, more tears from her. She really shouldn't give a fuck of what Jaycie said. Jaycie was fake. Not in a typical fashion but in a way a castle builds a moat. Walls encircled her. Dylan could see right through them, probably because he's built the same exact walls. "You claim not to give a fuck, but you went out of your way to save me. You were stabbed and you try to save me? You're crazy."
TAGGED;lacey&jaycie
STATUS;finished
COMMENTARY;lacey!
LYRICCREDIT;mewithoutYou
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