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Post by krissinoel on Jun 24, 2013 23:51:49 GMT -6
Morgan frowned as she watched him. She moved from his head to go sit in one of the chairs. The more she thought about things the more she felt worse and worse. He didn't seem like he wanted to change and that's what hur her the most. He nearly died bu he didn't care. Morgan breathed in, pressing her back to the cushion of the seat, feeling as if her heart was crumbling. She cradled her legs up to her chest, breathing in. She couldn't handle this. Not much longer at least.
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 24, 2013 23:54:55 GMT -6
Warin laid there, looking incredibly uncomfortable. He tossed and turned the majority of the evening, longing to get out of there. Every so often, he glanced back at Morgan to see if she was sleeping. He was doing everything he could to make the great escape. Finally, he sat up. "Morgan, do you think they have a vending machine? I'm hungry," he said, figuring he could bail out of here if he could get her to go and grab him a snack. By now, he looked shaky and was sweating all over again. The withdrawal didn't take long, especially since he was craving it so badly.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 24, 2013 23:59:33 GMT -6
Morgan looked at Warin, before she laid her head back down. "You're only supposed to eat the food they give you," she said as she laid there. She watched him, having a feeling he was already loosing it. "Warin. I won't be there to save you if you keep this up," she pointed out. She frowned, staring at him. "If you choose drugs over everything else- just go. If its this bad though- I'm sorry. I love you- I love you a lot, but I can't do this. Not if you aren't willing to try. I can't help. It's me or the drugs"
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:04:48 GMT -6
Warin laid back down when she rejected his plea for food. He took a deep breath before looking at the window. "I'm trying. I can't though. It's impossible," he mumbled. After a while, he finally shrugged, "I'll stop." He knew he would probably screw up but he didn't want to lose Morgan. He just didn't know how to stop. The only thing he could think about was feeling good right now. As he laid there trying to relax, he could only feel himself shaking more and more. It finally got to the point where he started to cry again. He rolled into the pillows and lay there shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. He felt terrible.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:08:26 GMT -6
Morgan frowned, moving back over to Warin. "What's another time you feel good? Would a massage help? Or a kiss- what if you masturbated? Doesn't that release endorphins? I could do something for you if it would help. I'd rub your back or- whatever you need," Morgan offered as she watched him. She sat beside him, thinking. "I'll do anything I swear- if it helps. " she added.
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:13:05 GMT -6
Warin ignored her mostly because he didn't care about what anyone had to say right now. He was too caught up in his cravings. The more he thought about it, the more he hurt inside. When he thought about losing his friends, he felt even worse. He had honestly never made a harder decision before in his entire life. Drugs had been an easy decision; they had never required any thought. Yet, this was impossible. Either way, he was going to lose something he loved. He just didn't know what to do.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:16:24 GMT -6
Morgan knew she had to go out on a limb to fight to get his kind off the drugs and such, she tried to lay on top of him in a straddling position, pressing her body down to his, mostly in the pelvis region before she tried to kiss his lips passionately. She just prayed it would be enough to distract him. She wanted to ease his mind seeing as he was getting all worked up. She doubted he was in love with her, but she could try.
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:22:19 GMT -6
Warin didn't seem to like how she was acting and started to panic when she kissed him. "N-no," he said, "don't do that. I don't want to get confused. You're just trying to stop things. It's not going to work. I don't want to make a mistake. I don't want to think you actually like me and then leave again forever for some stupid guy who doesn't even like you," he blurted out, unable to control himself. Clearly he liked her. He had liked her for a long time but he never said anything because he liked what they had already had. But when she had left him for Rave, it had literally crushed him inside. He had never felt so alone in his entire life. Considering they spent almost every day together, it had been a drastic change for him. He wasn't used to spending time all by himself.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:27:56 GMT -6
Morgan was taken aback by Warin. She looked at him, leaning back to stare at him. "What ever made you think I didn't like you?" Morgan asked as she watched him. She frowned, "I liked you. You were chasing after that one girl though- when I met Rave. " she said quietly. She looked down at Warin, trying to touch his cheek with her fingertips. "Why didn't you ever told me? I would have never left. Warin- I loved you. I wanted to be with you," she admitted as she watched him. She didn't know now, though. She thought about Lonni. Morgan suddenly looked up. "I like boys that have your qualities- Lonni a Ted like you when we first began to hang out. Rave had your hair- Warin. I don't know- " she hesitated for a minute, trying to make sense of things. "I think I'm in love with you"
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:32:57 GMT -6
Warin didn't know what to say as usual. He just laid there with a glum look on his face. "I don't know. It's kind of late now. I've fucked up everything. We both know I'm going to screw up again. I love what I do. I can't help that and you hate what I do. I can't control that. I really don't know what else to do. I don't want to lose Peyton, Monty and Ryder. They're my best friends. I trust them. We do everything together. I know we do bad stuff but that's how it's going to be. That's probably how it will always be," he pointed out.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:36:45 GMT -6
Morgan looked down at Warin, trying to take his hand into hers. She watched him, "well, lets out it this way. If you agree to date me. I won't complain a out it if you promise to not do it as much and space it out so you don't get sick," Morgan said as she watched him. She tried to take his hand into hers. "Love is about sacrifices, ill try to do this for you I you try to limit it so you don her this sick again," Morgan said as she watched him. "Is that a deal?"
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:41:56 GMT -6
Warin couldn't have looked happier when she was willing to sacrifice. He felt tears growing in his eyes and suddenly reached out to hug her. "I'll quit the hardcore stuff," he promised before he loosened his hold on her. "But you can't go off to worlds without me anymore. I feel alone when you do that. It's not fair to me," he explained.
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:44:58 GMT -6
"You're my boyfriend. Ill take you anywhere I go," Morgan offered with a grin. She leaned down, trying to cuddle into his side. Her eyes shut for a minute before she leaned in to kiss his cheek. Her other hand wrapping around him. "How does it feel to be off the market?" She teased as she nuzzled his neck.
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Post by Shakestein on Jun 25, 2013 0:50:59 GMT -6
Warin laughed a little, "I don't know. The same. Have you ever seen me actually talk to other girls?" He pressed his lips to her cheek before settling under the blankets to rest. "You should at least get some ice for me. My head is killing me," he said. "And a soda or something. Maybe some candy. I can't sleep otherwise."
(imma sleep >_> conquering every day of work one step at a time..)
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Post by krissinoel on Jun 25, 2013 0:55:08 GMT -6
"Promise me you won't go anywhere," Morgan said looking down at him. She moved out of the room, heading off to the vending machine, returning with a few things. When she came back to the room, she gave him a little Dixie cup with a little pop in it. "Open, I have skittles for you," she offered trying to put one in his mouth. She reached up to put the little ice pack on his head, grinning. "There you go!" She offered.
Goodnight!)
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