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Post by ashy on Jan 30, 2011 14:02:28 GMT -5
Carver sighed pacing slightly in the hospital room, eyes locked on the floor. He wasn't even sure why he was even there. He was mad and hurt, yet he still showed up after getting a call from Selene about Chelsea. At that point he also felt guilty. She had cut herself because he was upset with her and ended up doing it too deep, landing herself in the hospital. Why was he upset? Who wouldn't be finding out their girlfriend was making out with her ex after repeatively telling you she didn't like him like that anymore?
He sighed again stopping and looking over at the sleeping girl on the bed, hand absent mindedly going to the ring and chain she had given him. After playing with the ring for a few seconds he took it off, putting it in his pocket. What a promise. "Knew this wasn't a good idea..." he muttered looking back at the floor and pacing again.
He wanted to leave and forget everything. He wanted to just pack up and head back home but he couldn't. It wouldn't solve anything, just make it worse. He didn't want to talk about it either, though at this point he had to.
He looked back over at Chelsea before slowly walking over to the bed. He was mad, upset, and hurt yet he couldn't help but feel bad and worry about her. He carefully crawled into the hospital bed next to her and closed his eyes, having not slept recently and hoping to get a little sleep before she woke up. Maybe sleep would make him feel better, or at least make him look a little less dead.
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Post by ashy on Jan 30, 2011 23:57:42 GMT -5
Carver shifted slightly as he felt somebody touch him, having not been deep enough asleep to not noticed what was happening in the room. As the hand grabbed his he wrapped his fingers around it and pulled the person closer though stopped at the sound of the voice.
"Hmmm?... Oh... You're awake... Well that's... Good..." he muttered letting go of her hand and sitting up, looking down and avoiding any eye contact with her. He couldn't take it. He took the ring and chain out of his pocket, offering it to her shaking slightly. "Y... Y-you probably should take this back..." he said quietly. He didn't want to give it back, but he couldn't keep it. Not after that. Though he wasn't very shocked the way they had acted around each other. He knew her promise was too good to be true. Most were it seemed.
"Why...? Why'd you bother with this? Why the hell did you talk me into this..? Or how bout just fucking breaking up with me before going back to your whore of an ex?!" he asked looking up at her, voice quiet and shakey and despite trying to hide it, ended up looking quite hurt. He looked back down not wanting to hear her answer, though wanting to. He wanted an explination. Needed one.
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Post by ashy on Jan 31, 2011 22:59:50 GMT -5
Carver sighed looking back down and trying to avoid watching her. Of course hearing her crying was just as bad. At the last thing she said he looked back up though and shook his head. "Chelsea... I... I don't hate you..." he said quietly before looking away again.
"It's just... I... I love you and I trusted you... But I... I don't know.." he said crossing his arms to try and keep from trembling. He glanced back up at her before sighing and scooting a little closer and lightly grabbed her hand. "You make this really hard... I still love you... A lot... And i really don't wanna break up with you but if you're gonna go around doing stuff like this..." he muttered before shifting slightly and hugging her lightly.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you... I didn't mean to... It's just... That really hurt Chelsea... After everything you just go and do that.." he said quietly before letting her go and looking away once again, rubbing at his eyes slightly. He felt horrible. Not only from what had happened but from making her cry. He cared about her and loved her still, and that wasn't going to change over a small mistake. "Answer honestly... Do you actually really love me or was that a lie..?"
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Post by ashy on Feb 1, 2011 1:52:55 GMT -5
Carver looked up at her answer, a barely noticeable smile on his still hurt looking face. He didn't know why, but despite everything and not wanting to, he actually believed her. He moved closer again before carefully moving her to his lap, putting his arms around her loosely.
"That was probably the sweetest corny thing I've ever heard... Despite the middle name part." he said in a bit more normal for him tone. He tightened his arms slightly before sighing. "You were cutting yourself and went too deep... Your sister found you and called me and had me come here... I think I'm too forgiving... But I really don't think I could ever dump you. I love you too much." he said before kissing her and his voice getting quiet again. "Please don't do that again... I'd rather have you cheating than cutting... Least cheating would mean you're still alive and I really don't think I could handle foreverly losing my best friend."
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Post by ashy on Feb 1, 2011 21:25:09 GMT -5
Carver shook his head slightly. "You like my gross dweeby middle name? You can have it. I hate it." he said shiftly slightly to get more comfortable before kissing her lightly. "Truthful or not that was really sweet. And corny's not always bad."
He rolled his eyes at her, poking her side lightly. "Yes foreverly. Shut up. I'm bad with wording. And very glad to hear that." he said leaning back a little and looking at her before sighing. "You know... I thought I was just going to come here and give you your ring back then leave... Now I'd rather stay." he said smiling slightly and looking down. It was partially true. He wanted to leave, but for his own dislike of hospitals and not just from being mad at her.
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Post by ashy on Feb 2, 2011 17:27:36 GMT -5
Carver looked down at the necklace for a second before back up to her. "You're still giving it to me...? Really?" he asked tilting his head slightly. "Well then you go sound dorky, I'll start wearing my glasses and we can both be dorky." he said smirking slightly. He wasn't a fan of having to wear his glasses, but he didn't hate them.
"I'm not kidnapping you out of here. As much as I'd want to cause I hate hospitals... But still, no." he said hugging her before leaning back against the pillow slightly. He looked at her frowning before poking her nose. "I'll stay here though. Just one question first... Are you gonna do that again? Cause I'd much rather be here as your boyfriend than just best friend..."
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