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Post by Christian on Dec 8, 2006 22:11:41 GMT -5
((lol! There, there. *pats back* ;D))
Christian grimaced when he caught a peek of the bottle. "All right... if that's what it takes to get on the road to recovery," he said rather hesitantly.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 8, 2006 22:41:31 GMT -5
*sees the door open and peeks inside because although she's becoming slightly stalkerish, I am bored outta my mind ;D*
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 2:05:11 GMT -5
((lol! ;D))
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Post by Diana on Dec 9, 2006 15:57:46 GMT -5
Diana smiled. "I'll be back in a few hours," she grabbed her bag and coat. "Until then," she gave a respectful nod and left the room.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 15:59:19 GMT -5
*is gone*
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 16:06:22 GMT -5
Christian took his hat off and bowed. "Thank you for your services, mademoiselle." He watched as she left and held up the medicine bottle. He poured a spoonful of it and making a face, quickly swallowed it. He gagged. "Disgusting stuff," he remarked.
He sat down on his bed and as soon as his head hit the pillow, fell asleep.
--a few hours later--
Christian woke up in the evening drenched with sweat. "Huh? It's not even warm. Odd..." He thought he felt a draft and began to shiver furiously. "What's wrong with me?" he whispered.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 17:03:07 GMT -5
((*brings out the Wangsty Violin*))
*totally left him a note while he was sleeping* Hey sleepy, I went to the cafe- I'll be back to see you later. Hope you feel alright! Love, Bella
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 17:09:53 GMT -5
((lol! ;D))
Christian noticed a piece of paper lying near his head. He read it and broke into a grin. "My Bella, I love you... and if I-I should die..." A wangsty tear rolled down his cheek. Christian broke down sobbing.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 17:30:05 GMT -5
*Bella peeked quietly into the room, thinking Christian would still be asleep, and gasped. She hurried over to him* Christian, what's wrong?
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 21:12:09 GMT -5
Christian looked up, startled. "Huh? Oh, Bella! I-It's nothing. Nothing at all. I'm just crying because I can't believe how much I love you and if you should be hurt, I could never forgive myself."
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 21:55:38 GMT -5
*Bella flung herself at him in a way that managed to be adorable rather than creepy* Christian, don't worry about me, please. I'll be the worrier.
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 22:13:03 GMT -5
Christian smiled but there was no happiness in his eyes. He suddenly remembered his chills and night sweats. His eyes widened in fear at the thought of Bella suffering as he did.
"Bella, you should not be here. You'll take ill. Go, I'll be all right," he urged her.
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 22:14:01 GMT -5
*Bella held onto him* No, I won't leave you this way...
((Just realized what I typed. ;D))
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Post by Christian on Dec 9, 2006 22:20:27 GMT -5
"I can't let you get sick, Bella. I love you too much. Please."
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Post by Belladonna on Dec 9, 2006 22:28:19 GMT -5
((I am going to do something very, very bad.))
*Bella burst into tears* I won't get sick! I won't! *Tears poured down her face* Why don't you push Sydney or Diana or anyone else away?
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