She looked down the halls slowly, scanning with a fine tooth comb. Just looking at the painfully white walls of the hospital made her stomach clench.
“Where did he go?”
Lillian felt something and moved her hand away from his hair. She shouldn't have done that should she.
Darren laughed a little and rolled on top of her, deepening the kiss.
(Damien is the smart one and gay, Jack is his boyfriend and Erik's roommate, Shaunee and Erin are the twins that aren't twins.)
(OHHHHHH I like all of them then.)
"I-I don't know." She'd spent so long in hospitals, listening to the agonizing beep of heart monitors and feeling the pit of dread when they went flat. She forced the memories down, this wasn't about her.
(Okay good!)
Lillian giggled as she melted into it. The hand crawled back into his hair higher up than before.
"I-I don't know." She'd spent so long in hospitals, listening to the agonizing beep of heart monitors and feeling the pit of dread when they went flat. She forced the memories down, this wasn't about her.
Ryan looked around and spotted a door labeled Roof. “He wouldn’t have… right?”
(Yeah! I think so at least, I know my opinions on all but the twins.)
Lillian giggled as she melted into it. The hand crawled back into his hair higher up than before.
Two can play at that game… he moved his lips away from hers and latched them onto her neck. Kissing with the same passion.
"It's a possibility." He didn't. He couldn't have. The last time she was in this hospital, she'd set up a perfect noose in a small supply shed on the roof. He was the only one who knew about it. Please tell me he didn't "I'll go check, you stay here." She headed up to the roof without waiting for an answer.
“Alrighty then…” Ryan sat on a bench in the hall and waited.
Lillian let out a fluttery breath, a flash of… No, this was her boyfriend. She played with his curls grounding herself as much as she could.
Lillian let out a fluttery breath, a flash of… No, this was her boyfriend. She played with his curls grounding herself as much as she could.
He pushed his hips harshly against hers. This went from an innocent nap to something else so fast.
The wind had picked up, whipping her hair behind her, nearly pushing her back. She fought against it, looking around quickly, her heart rate increasing as she scanning the roof.
Cooper sat with his legs over the edge, just peering down at the city below his feet.
It was their Lillian freaked out. She no, it wasn't, but it, no stop. Her breathing shallowed out, yes it escalated quickly. But it was too fast for her semi fragile state of mind.
She sighed in relief but didn't walk over. She had a feeling he needed some time to himself. She sat down against the building, running her hand through her wind-tangled hair. She needed some alone time too. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths and recited the rhyme she'd memorized long ago "One, two, three, four, I declare a mind war. Five, six, seven, eight, I'm a mess that's nothing to debate. Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, deeper into madness we delve. Eleven, ten, nine, eight, I can't seem to get my head straight. Seven, six, five, four, I can't do this anymore. Four, three, two, one, I wish I could just be done."
It was their Lillian freaked out. She no, it wasn't, but it, no stop. Her breathing shallowed out, yes it escalated quickly. But it was too fast for her semi fragile state of mind.
Darren stopped immediately. He puked back to look at her, “Are you doing okay?”
(…Puked…)
Lillian took a few deep breaths. She nodded slowly internally hating herself for the freak out.
(Wait what?! You might wanna read that again.)
She sighed in relief but didn't walk over. She had a feeling he needed some time to himself. She sat down against the building, running her hand through her wind-tangled hair. She needed some alone time too. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths and recited the rhyme she'd memorized long ago "One, two, three, four, I declare a mind war. Five, six, seven, eight, I'm a mess that's nothing to debate. Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, deeper into madness we delve. Eleven, ten, nine, eight, I can't seem to get my head straight. Seven, six, five, four, I can't do this anymore. Four, three, two, one, I wish I could just be done."
Ryan frowned, of course he had heard that. Cooper leaned forward a little more over the edge. He could if he wanted to…
(…Puked…)
Lillian took a few deep breaths. She nodded slowly internally hating herself for the freak out.
(…… pulled*. But yeah he just vomited all over)
He smiled, “It’s okay. I’m sorry,”
(Lol)
Lillian shut her eyes and nodded, "I-It's fine."
She stood slowly. After all that had happened, could she really do this? The world had gone silent around her except for a whisper. Something calling to her. It was warm and comforting. "Come to me" It called. "I'll make you forget all about it." She moved without thinking, her steps louder in her ears than they actually were. Before she could even blink, she was stood inside the supply closet, her hanging friend's calling even louder. "Just one motion and it'll all be over." It whispered. Wait wait wait what?! No no no no no, this can't be happening! She stood on the small chair set in the middle slipped through the loop and suddenly froze. Oh my god, Belle don't do this! You can't! Just one move and it'll all be over. Doesn't that sound nice? A force beyond her control suddenly yanked the chair out from under her, leaving her to hang. (What the hell did I just write? I don't even know…)
(WHAT THE HELL JACKS?!)
(I know what I'm doing, relax.)
(…I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!)
(Then you should probably sit down.)
(Nah, I'll just hang around.)
