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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 0:03:28 GMT -5
Brandon cried silently for awhile, not caring, he laid on the tiled floor, breathing heavily. What just happened to me? Was that because I miss it all? I'm sick? Depressed... He listed off, he almost sobbed but stopped it, he hadn't cried in years. The last time Brandon had though it was when he was two or three and was put up for adoption.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 0:13:09 GMT -5
Damon knocked lightly on the bathroom door after a little while. "You okay?" he called out softly. "You've been in there for awhile..." He wanted to help his new found friend in any way. If he was sick, Nora would be able to provide medicine. Is that...sobbing I hear? he wondered, pressing his ear to the door to hear better.
((i have to go to bed in a few, can you reply to the three rp's we are doing? then i'm going to reply one more time, then i'm off))
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 0:18:17 GMT -5
Brandon sat up quickly, almost throwing up again but calming down himself. He swallowed, wiping his eyes and taking in a breath. "Y-yeah... I'm.... i'm fine..." He replied slowly, breathing heavily through each word, he leaned agaist a wall, sliding down it, his head moved onto his knees as tears flowed down his face at a fast pace.
((Okay, i'll do it as fast as I can.))
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 0:20:59 GMT -5
Damon frowned. "Let me in. " he ordered softly, but still with superiority. He could tell Brandon was either sick or upset or plotting something, but he needed to get a visual to guess what it was.
((thanks, and night after i reply))
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 0:25:39 GMT -5
He was totally silent, tryng not to cry anymore, it was hard, he needed to let it all out, his emotions had built up to much. He doesn't understand... I'm not going to let him in here. Brandon thought, eyes narrowing and then closing, he took in a deep breath. "No.... You can't come in here right now..." He stated , his voice sounding calm but his body convalsing over, he gagged slightly and went over to the toilet again, hanging his head over it and puking again for awhile until he finished.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 7:36:15 GMT -5
Damon frowned at this. He knew he'd say that, but was hoping he wouldn't. He murmured a spell and heard the lock click, unlocking.
Sighing, Damon peeked inside, and frowned deeper at what he saw. That's weird. I have never seen him cry nor puke. he thought and shut the door, leaving him alone to cry and throw up.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 9:48:15 GMT -5
Brandon heard the door open and then finished throwing up when it closed he sighed, wiping his mouth, flushing the toilet and then sitting back. He felt much better now and let out some long breaths, he didn't cry anymore. That was better, but he saw me doing it... The teen thought to himself, he shakily got up and walked to the bathroom door, oening it up and leaving there.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 18:24:02 GMT -5
Damon looked over from the bed. "Better?" he asked Brandon, sitting up and looking at him. He was wondering what had come over the boy.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 18:27:30 GMT -5
"Yeah, i'm fine." Brandon replied, he went and laid down on the bed, turning away from Damon. He let his eyes close, his stomach settling immediatly, h felt much better right now, his body was more relaxed and tired then before.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 18:28:47 GMT -5
Damon nodded and stood. He walked over and sat by Brandon on his bed. "What was that about?" he asked. "You feeling okay?" he added, putting a hand to the boy's forehead.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 18:39:23 GMT -5
He glared over at Damon, moving his hand away and moved away as well. "Nothing, move away from me, you're to close." Brandon snapped, he was in a bad mood from that, especially since he had told Damon to stay out of the batroom but he came in anyways, he closed his eyes, curling up.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 18:42:44 GMT -5
Damon sighed and returned to his bed and curled up as well. "Sorry for being concerned." he muttered to himself. He glared at the wall, body and facing away from Brandon's form.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 18:49:22 GMT -5
"Whatever." He hissed and still faced away, he was enraged, this was terribly idioic. That bastard! Whatevr, whatever.... I don't care anymore, y life is worthless.... so am I and I don't think I should be here anymore. Brandon thought to himself, eyes openng and narrowing dangerously for a few moments.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 18:51:22 GMT -5
Damon frowned. I should fucking electrocute that brat. he thought, but knew he wouldn't do it. Being upset at him for not listening to his wishes was something reasonable to be concerned over, but if Brandon had been seriously ill, if that is even possible, than he had to be aware of it so Nora could heal him.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 19:08:22 GMT -5
How will I do it? It'll have to be the next thing i'm in.... i'll break my bones or not sleep for awhile and get myself stressed so then i'll get weak and get hurt and die! Ha. It'll work.[/i[ Brandon thought to himself, he covered himself in blankets and glared over his shoulder at Damon before looking awayat the wall again.
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