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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 4:00 pm
Raquel tried everything to get Andrew off but it jsut wouldn't ahppen. Damian'sscreams penetrated her soul, making her want to scream as well.
One peircing scream finally broke her. she charged Andrew, pulling on him to stop it. Beating him as hard as she could but to no avail. It only caused Andrew to snap around, grabbing her by the throat again. "You shoul listen to your dead boyfriend here, Now if you dont get the hell out of here I'm going to kill you too, despite you being Amaranthine!" He screamed in her face, but Raquel hardly hard him. Her eyes turned dark again, but then, out of nowhere, completely white. They were a glowing blinding white that made Andrew falter a moment. That falter would cast him. Raquel grabbed the arm that was chocking her, causing Andrew to fall to his knnes in pain. "What the-" But he was cut off. She took his wrist and bent it backwards with a sickening "SNAP", causing andrew to scream out in anguish.
"Leave...Us....ALONE!!!" She screamed at him, her eyes glowing brighter as her hair started to whip around her as if some force field of energy were starting to build up. Andrew stared up for the first time in his life afraid...
"It...It can't be..." He blinked in awe at her as she towered over him. Andrew scurried back, still grasping his shattered hand. "Miss Raquel... We will be back for you...now Taht I've seen this... You have to come with us eventually... or risk killing all that you love..." He let those ominous words echo out as he turned and ran off in soem direction.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 4:03 pm
Damian crawled desperately towards her, feeling that he was hallucinating. Once Andrew was gone in the haze of his pained world, he spat out blood.
"C-call the ambulance," were his last words before blacking out entirely. Damian had saved Raquel, and she had saved him. It was done.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 4:17 pm
Raquel's eyes began to fade back to normal, leaving her feeling a bit dizzy. But Damian's words brought her to as she dropped down next to him. "Damian!!" She cried, though didn't want to just leave him. She heard oncoming sirens int he distance, silently thanking God that there was so much screaming. They probably scared a neighbor despite how spread out they were, causing a need to call the cops. "Help's coming darling, I'm not leaving you..." She whispered, trying to pull Damian up into her lap.
"Please Damian...Please oh God....just don't die..please..." She cried over him, her dark blue tears turning to normal again. She looked down at his fragile beaten body, hr heart breaking. He had done this for her, and he could easily die for her right here in her arms. A few speeders with flashing lights pulled up, as Raquel cried more. One of the police men called out to her, saying there had been reports of a disturbance. "Just call a damn ambulance! Please!" She screamed to them, still crying as she cradled his body. A few police men rushed over to see if they could help while the others called in for an ambulance to come. Raquel just cradled him and jerked away form any kind, helpful hands of the police officers. She just wanted to be left alone to hold him and pray he would make it through.
A short time later, the ambulance arrived to take Damian. Though Raquel refused to be removed from him again, demanding she ride with him. They kept asking if she were hurt but she never responded, just focusing on Damian and watching as his breathing became more shallow and difficult. They put an oxygen ask on his face, and tried to do what they could while Raquel sat near his head, just stroking his hair lovingly. Though, she felt she'd try something. Anything to make sure he lived.
She placed her hands on his temples subtly, closing her eyes and concentrating. She could only see darkness. He was out cold. Dead possibly. But she refused to believe that. Searching a bit more, she found his thoughts. She tried to bring him into at least a semi conscious state, but with no luck. The only thing she could seem to do was send him a gentle, pulsating sensation that would numb the pain, as well as projections of wonderful memories he had, as well as thoughts of hr own. All happy, all loving. If Damian were going to die here and now, she'd make sure he died happy, and remembering only the good.
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Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:27 pm
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Nat brought Raquel home to help her gather some things for Damian and herself while he was in the hospital. She was revealed to find the police had cleaned up the front lawn. Raquel didn't know if she'd be able to handle coming home to Damian's blood all over the yard. but then again, there was the inside to worry about. But she figured the droids would have that covered.
The paparazzi hadn't followed her or Nat, because they just didn't recognize them. No one would have expected Damian Centurion's fiance to leave the hospital in an old, broken down speeder that Nat was borrowing. She appreciated his help though.
Nat had stayed pretty quiet, simply asking here and there how she and Damian both were, if he could help with anything else, and whatnot. But upon entering the house, he was silent again. It was a very nice place. No wonder Raquel was so happy here. Damian could give her anything she wanted at the drop of a hat. No... that wasn't right. He had to shake that idea. Raquel wasn't a greedy person like that. If she was with Damian, there was a good reason. He loved her...and she loved him. Something he was trying to get used to.
Raquel was going about the house, making sure things were ok. The wine glasses were still out, which she promptly put away in the kitchen, not wanting to think about. The droids were just starting to clean things up so she helped hurry it along. there was a little bit of blood on the hardwood floor from Damian's first attack, which Raquel refused to look at. Instead she went directly to her room, and almsot screamed. "No stop you little-!" one of the droids was vacuuming the floor, coming dangerously close to her engagement ring. But Nat managed to jump in and grab it before it got sucked up and lost forever.
"Here you go Roxy..." He took Raquel's hand to place the ring on it for her but Raquel pulled away.
"No...No thank you Nat...I've..I've got it." She gave him a smile, slipping the ring on her hand herself. It just didn't feel right for another man to put her engagement ring back on. Nat got the meaning and just rubbed his neck uncomfortably. He had really lost her. He looked up at her sadly, noting how despite the horrid bruising on her face, she was still beautiful. Raquel had horrid bruises n her neck as well, but kept it wrapped up in her scarf.
Getting back to work, she grabbed the suitcase which the police had left in the house for her, noting there was no 'evidence' in or on it, dumping out the things of hers she really didn't need. Just a change of clothes and underwear, which Nat blushed like crazy, unnoticed by her. Then she went off to Damian's room to fetch his boxers and shirt or two like he had asked, leaving Nat some time to look around. He saw her guitar of course, which made him smile, remembering how they used to play together, but then.. he saw other things. things art of a new Raquel...
Her books were all stacked up and some opened, a few college brochures bookmarking some. She had never said she wanted to go back to school to him. He looked more, seeing the porcelain horse Damian bought her. He thought it looked vaguely familiar but shook his head. This Damian Character really was making Raquel's dreams come true in ways he never could.
Raquel returned a little saddened because she found Damian's hat on the floor slightly squished from the tumble. She straightened it out, setting it on her bed when she returned to add his things to it. She even put in a pair of jeans for when he was discharged. She knew that'd probably bee a week like he had said, but she wanted anything he might need there.
She had Nat take it out to his speeder while she got changed herself. Her clothes were rather ran and wrinkled, still lingering form the past nights activities and drama. She wanted them off. She freshened herself up, slipping into jeans and a tshirt. She made sure she had everything she needed before meeting nat back out in the car. "I wanted to thank you again for helping me so much Natty..." She smiled to him, though Nat just shook his head.
"Don't call me that Rox- Raquel...I'm not your natty...and your not my roxy anymore..." He sighed, but gave her a smile. Raquel furrowed her brow.
"Dont play that with me Nat, I still love you, just not-"
"Not like you do Damian I understand. I'm your big brother, I'm just trying to get used to that..." He sighed, smiling to her. "Its really ok...ok?" He offered. Raquel still didn't think he was really 'ok' but let it go.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 5:41 pm
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When they finally got home, they found there were a few reporters there as well. Raquel grew a little hot collared, getting out of the speeder first. She politely explained that Damian needed his rest and she'd appreciate it if they all dissipated form the property immediately, saying neither of them were in the frame of mind to answer any questions, despite them all still shouting ou to her, asking who she was, where she came form, what happened the other night, if their engagement was still on. She found it annoying but said nothing more, going to help Damian out of the speeder, and into his wheel chair.
When she finally rolled him inside, they were greeted by the various, previously mentioned gifts. She didn't seem to pay them much mind ,except for admiring the flowers a bit, as she sighed and locked the door behind them. "At least theres no one waiting for us in our home this time..." She tried to joke, as one of the droids went to get their things. She laid her purse on the couch, coming up to kneel next to her battered love. "Do you need anything? I'll get you anything your heart desires, jsut name it! A cup of tea? coffee? A rib eye?" She smiled, trying to get him feeling right at home right off.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 5:46 pm
After everything they'd been through in the past week, Damian just cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. He didn't need luxurious food, though it would be nice. He didn't need designer coffee, or expensive teas. All he needed was right in his hands already.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 5:55 pm
Raquel's face lit up red as she let a soft comfortable moan escape, missing him just grabbing her like that. when he pulled away, her eyes were closed and she was smiling. "Ah-...t-that was..." She smiled, her face still a bit red as she opened her eyes to look at him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:00 pm
"I've missed kissing you like that."
His goofy grin spread in a flash as he neck grew a little red. He missed a few more things about her, but kissing was one of the things he needed from her, to communicate. Damian had to work on the whole speaking thing.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:09 pm
"I've missed it too..." She cocked her head, nuzzling her nose under his chin. "...I love you..." She whispered softly, kissing his neck a little. "I've missed just your touch so much...I'm glad I can kiss you without you wincing in pain..." She smiled lightly, pulling away to look at him.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:17 pm
Damian caught her lips in another kiss. He certainly wasn't wincing in pain then, and just because he was in a wheel chair didn't mean he couldn't find some way to be in contact with her.
"I love you, too. This week has been hell, but you are worth every bit of it."
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:25 pm
Raquel let her hands up around his face, shaking slightly, grasping him so carefully. "I'm so sorry...but we're getting through this..." She whispered in reply, asking for another kiss as she impatiently pressed her lips to his again.
Though after a moment, she pulled away. feeling heated from the overwhelming rush of his skin against hers again. "Ah- ...m-maybe we should get you to bed? o-or..." She nuzzled his neck again, trying to pull herself away from him, but found she was too intoxicated by just being able to have him here, somewhat in her arms again.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:28 pm
Damian wasn't so sure he was well enough to continue on with this, so she just nodded his head and laughed a bit at her flustered face.
"That sounds good. My own bed again, and everything around me that is home. And, I get to sleep with you near and not on a couch or armchair."
Having her closer would help him sleep, too. But what would Richard and Lorey think once they got home?
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:31 pm
Raquel smiled nodding as she stood up straight again, helping him back to his bedroom. "I'd love to just hold you again..." She smiled to herself, helping him at least take his jeans off so he could be comfy in bed.
She pulled the covers back, locking his wheel chair in place and offering a hand to get him up and into bed, unless he'd rather do it on his own.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:37 pm
Damian made it back in bed with her help, because with his arm and leg, he really couldn't do much on his own, no matter how hard he tried.
Back in the covers, Damian felt good once again. Home. Plush mattress, soft sheets, fresh house that smelled like his surroundings. It was beautiful, and so was Raquel sitting by him.
"Ah... sort of back to normal, eh?" he said, looking at her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 6:44 pm
Raquel smiled, stroking his hair while she sat at the edge of the bed. He looked so sweet lying there, smiling up at her. His black eye was starting to heal a bit, bust still looked ghastly on his lovely pale face. She stood, slipping her own jeans off, coming around to slip in the other side of the bed, gingerly settling herself near him, wrapping her arms about him, being wary of his bandages and casts. "There...Now it is.." She sighed contently, her head on his chest lightly, just wanting to hear his heart beat again. She could have sworn she couldn't hear or feel it anymore on their way to the hospital, but there it was, still beating, still loving...
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