Fleur kissed him back. “Don’t go,” she whispered.
"Well now I have to," he tried to laugh, "You call the ambulance,"
“You know what I mean,” she laughed slightly through her tears. “I’ll come with you. I promise. Just don’t go.”
"It's not time yet. You'll know when it is, it'll look a lot worse than not being able to breathe," he coughed harshly.
He didn't need to. Lillian hated this, no one should deal with this.
Darren sighed, "I'll tell the ambulance that all is taken care of when they get here, that way they'll just look Coop over and he doesn't have to go to the hospital,"
She walked down the sidewalk, stuck in her phone. Well, she was until a hand wrapped around her mouth and another around her waist. She barely had time to react before she was knocked out. She was thrown into a black car and the kidnappers drove off, leaving her phone, which she had dropped in her kidnapping, on the ground.
Lillian nodded, "Okay."
She walked down the sidewalk, stuck in her phone. Well, she was until a hand wrapped around her mouth and another around her waist. She barely had time to react before she was knocked out. She was thrown into a black car and the kidnappers drove off, leaving her phone, which she had dropped in her kidnapping, on the ground.
Ryan didn't know a thing about it, he was under a bed. He did feel weird but God forbid they have a normal wedding day.
(Kidnaps own character cause she feels like it.)
She woke tied to a chair in a freezing cold room. The room was pitch black except for the circle of light on her. Not again! Why can't I just have a normal day?? "Well well well. If it isn't our favorite guinea pig." She froze. No. No no no. Please for the love of God no. And into the cicle of light stepped one of her least favorite torturers. "Doctor Mallins. How nice to see you again." She spat. The doctor laughed. "Nice to see you too, my darling. I heard that you got married today. Such a shame your husband won't get to see past the first hour of your marriage."
Fleur kissed him back. “Don’t go,” she whispered.
"Well now I have to," he tried to laugh, "You call the ambulance,"
“You know what I mean,” she laughed slightly through her tears. “I’ll come with you. I promise. Just don’t go.”
"It's not time yet. You'll know when it is, it'll look a lot worse than not being able to breathe," he coughed harshly.
"I'll stay with you," she vowed.
(Kidnaps own character cause she feels like it.)
She woke tied to a chair in a freezing cold room. The room was pitch black except for the circle of light on her. Not again! Why can't I just have a normal day?? "Well well well. If it isn't our favorite guinea pig." She froze. No. No no no. Please for the love of God no. And into the cicle of light stepped one of her least favorite torturers. "Doctor Mallins. How nice to see you again." She spat. The doctor laughed. "Nice to see you too, my darling. I heard that you got married today. Such a shame your husband won't get to see past the first hour of your marriage."
(She… She has a favorite torturer?)
"It's not time yet. You'll know when it is, it'll look a lot worse than not being able to breathe," he coughed harshly.
"I'll stay with you," she vowed.
"Just know that… things'll get bad and… you don't… don't have to," he gasped, he should stop talking.
"It's not time yet. You'll know when it is, it'll look a lot worse than not being able to breathe," he coughed harshly.
"I'll stay with you," she vowed.
"Just know that… things'll get bad and… you don't… don't have to," he gasped, he should stop talking.
"But I will. Now shhhh," she pressed a finger to his lips.
(Ya know, the ones that pity her so they treat her better than most. Yes, she has favorites.)
(Oh, okay. ;D)
(Kidnaps own character cause she feels like it.)
She woke tied to a chair in a freezing cold room. The room was pitch black except for the circle of light on her. Not again! Why can't I just have a normal day?? "Well well well. If it isn't our favorite guinea pig." She froze. No. No no no. Please for the love of God no. And into the cicle of light stepped one of her least favorite torturers. "Doctor Mallins. How nice to see you again." She spat. The doctor laughed. "Nice to see you too, my darling. I heard that you got married today. Such a shame your husband won't get to see past the first hour of your marriage."
… I mean, Ryan has no fucking clue so…
"Just know that… things'll get bad and… you don't… don't have to," he gasped, he should stop talking.
"But I will. Now shhhh," she pressed a finger to his lips.
She had no clue what she was in for and he felt bad for that.
Lillian nodded, "Okay."
(Give me a few minutes Darren I'm working on that!)
"But he doesn't know, does he? Why don't we give him a call?" The doctor pulled her phone out from his pocket. He must've picked it up before they left. "No! Please, don't bring him into this!" Of course, she could be on her deathbed and still care about him. "Too late!" He laughed and called Ryan.
"Just know that… things'll get bad and… you don't… don't have to," he gasped, he should stop talking.
"But I will. Now shhhh," she pressed a finger to his lips.
She had no clue what she was in for and he felt bad for that.
Fleur looked at Darren. "Was I not supposed to call an ambulance?" she asked, hoping she hadn't made things worse.
(Give me a few minutes Darren I'm working on that!)
"But he doesn't know, does he? Why don't we give him a call?" The doctor pulled her phone out from his pocket. He must've picked it up before they left. "No! Please, don't bring him into this!" Of course, she could be on her deathbed and still care about him. "Too late!" He laughed and called Ryan.
(Lol okay.)
Ryan picked up his phone, "Hey babe, did you tell them where to go?" he chuckled.
Darren shook his head, "Nah, you didn't have to call, he won't even call when he dies. There's nothing they can do about this. They'll think it's a new disease,"
Lillian sighed, great that would jut make everything worse.
Before she could yell to him that something was seriously wrong, a hand was clamped over her mouth. "Hello, yes, is this Mr. Lerman? Now husband to my, well, subject?"
Before she could yell to him that something was seriously wrong, a hand was clamped over her mouth. "Hello, yes, is this Mr. Lerman? Now husband to my, well, subject?"
"What did you do with my wife?" his voice grew serious in a blink.
Lillian sighed, great that would jut make everything worse.
Darren laid back, trying to relax himself and not show how stressed he was. When he was stressed he got quiet, basically the opposite of him normally.
"Oh, nothing. Yet. Why? Worried about her?" She struggled against her binds but alas, nothing worked. She was stuck.
"Oh, nothing. Yet. Why? Worried about her?" She struggled against her binds but alas, nothing worked. She was stuck.
"Where is she?" What a useless question when one can teleport.
Lillian wasn't relaxing, her body had a relaxed demeanor, but her mind was racing. So many what ifs and she didn't want the friend she just found to die already.
"Nowhere. At least, nowhere you need to know." He smiled devilishly. "Don't worry, she'll be fine. Probably."
Lillian wasn't relaxing, her body had a relaxed demeanor, but her mind was racing. So many what ifs and she didn't want the friend she just found to die already.
Darren buried his head in a pillow, was this what depression felt like? Yeah, he was depressed.
"Nowhere. At least, nowhere you need to know." He smiled devilishly. "Don't worry, she'll be fine. Probably."
"Don't touch her!"
Lillian felt a heavy presence start to settle within the anxiety. She didn't like the familiar presence. She slowly rubbed Darren's back wondering if the heaviness came from him.
