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 Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:16 pm
  She hears him coming in to where she was, eatting some food since she was starving. Ignoring the pain, she answers the question: "The one I entered in had a piano, I am not sure if it was a music collection or not." She then continued to eat until she was done, washing the dishes down and putting them away in the dishwasher. She now wondered if he was done being frickin' depressed or is it still in this man? Great. She did not want to deal with depressed people, because she is not good at handling them. She now just awaited his response, not really expecting anything or having her guard up anyway. Her back was killing her right now and she was just planning to go to the couch and daydream about a few things. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 9:25 pm
 " Okay then" said Trist he knew their wasn't a piano in his parents room so he relaxed and looked back at her and stayed silent. He wondered how opened his parents room but he ignored it. He saw that she was in pain he sigh and walked over to her and picked her up carring her like a baby. " Your going to the hospital wither you like it or not" said Trist not caring if she punched and scratches her. He started to walk towards the nearest hospital looking at her.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:26 pm
Bloody-Star97 Trist looked at her and nodded his head " You can have a opinion but I'm not going to listen it" Trist smiled at her. When he entered the hospital he could that people where staring at him he sigh. As they took her away some guy came up to him " Dude why where you carring another guy that was gay" the guy said. Trist looked at him and punched him sending him crashing to the wall. " She was a girl idiot" said Trist he stood up. He saw everyone was shock mostly to gind out she was a girl so left before they forced him to leave he was planning on coming for her later.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:39 pm
She then heard a crashing and figured that was Tristian...pissed off for some reason. She shakes her head as she then rested up and was now in deep slumber....
She woke up the next morning to see that she was having a check-up from a doctor...to check her back to see if it was ok. She had to get a blood-test and also some machine to check on blood-pressure. Apparently she was fine...except that she seemed to not be eatting a lot and her bones were pretty sore..hense the fact that it felt broken. She now just laid in the patient room waiting for a 'certain' someone to show up. They did not like it though because the someone that was going to be there for her was the guy they had to kick out at around 5pm. She now laid there, eatting some of the breakfast they have given to her, waiting for Tristian. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 10:53 pm
Trist woke up and remembered that Connor was in the hospital he stood up and stretched a little he did some exercises. He yawned and brush his teeth and a quick bath he put on his clothes. He started to walk towards the hospital when he felt someone hit him with a bat in the head he fell on the floor he stood back up and saw 4 guys standing holding bats. He smiled and waved at them noticing they where humans. " Don't try to be nice boy you put are cousin the hospital now your going to pay" said the bighearted one of them all. He swong his bat at him and he was able to doged and grabbed the bat and pelvises him knocking him out. " B*****d" they all said and all tried to hit him he easly dodge and knock all of them out he smiled. He felt someone shot him in the side he fell to the side he saw one of them hold a gun and pass out again. Trist cursed he stood back up and hid the fact that he was shoot and walked to the hospital he entered Connor's room. " Hello Connor" smiled Trist
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:07 pm
Connor now seemed to have a look of worry in her eye: "Ok, what the hell happened? I smell blood! And it's not someone else's on you." She then sits up slowly to prevent pain on her back as she takes a deep breath: "They're already telling me that I can't move around as much, your throw now made my bones really sore that it hurts to move around frantically." She shakes her head: "If only I don't feel like this, then I can kick those guy's asses for you." She yawns as now she was done eatting and was now tired since she didn't really do anything. "So...who got you mad yesterday that you had to throw them against the wall?" 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:15 pm
Trist looked at her surprised that she actually cared about him. " Don't worry about it it's my blood but it'll heal up" said Trist smiling at her weakly the loss of blood was making him woozy. He heard her say why he threw the guy to the wall he sigh. " I threw him because he called you a guy and me gay" said Trist. He sat down on a chair near the hospital bed he just looked at her doing nothing just stared.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:28 pm
"I can understand the whole 'gay' thing, but I am pretending to be a guy for a reason." She then felt a bit awkward from him just staring at her. She slowly raises a brow at him staring back at him before speaking up once again: "If your going to keep staring at me, do you mind telling me why you were so mad at me at the 'walk' yesterday?" She can only hope that question can make him stop staring at her. She then seemed to lay back down again, staring at him waiting for a response to her question. She, for some reason, starting to think back to her family long ago....her mom....dad........everything. She sighs, wondering why it ended up like that...with her ending to be someone's slave...or well...maid. Since she is not forced to do anything. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:37 pm
Trist just looked at her but said nothing when she said she understand the while gay thing he sigh. Trist listen to her ask why he got mad yesterday on their walk. " You where right it does get lonely I felt even more when I just held your hand you pulled away my fault though" explained Trist. Trist waited for her to laugh or yell at him for what he said.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:41 pm
She now looked dumbfounded: "Wait a minute....You were mad at me, dragged me by the collar, threw me to the wall, went all emo on me, and me landing in the hospital...was all because of 'holding hands'?" She blinks a few times, trying to find out how to respond to this: She didn't know whenever to laugh or almost get pissed off because of this. She then could only do was sigh: "We both need to learn how to communicate better." She then kind of held both her arms out: "I don't mean to be a bother, but the doctor would not allow me to move and they would put me on a wheelchair...so.....carry me?" She then lets out her charm: Big, droopy, puppy eyes formed as she almost tried to look cute in a plead to be carried. She did not care on how embarrassing she will look, but she DOES not wanna be on a wheelchair. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 11:58 pm
Trist looked at her and nodded his head " Yes I'm sorry I owe you two favors" said Trist he looked a little innocent because he was embaressed. He heard her say about carrying her to his mansion he kind of blushed and got a little nervous. " Um I don't know it's a little embaressing" said Trist he looked at her in the eyes and couldn't look away he started at her " Okay then I will" smiled Trist as he picked her up and started to walk back to his mansion but before he could get out of the room a doctor stopped him. " Where do you think your taking the injured person he has to be on a wheel chair" said the doctor.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:13 am
Connor frowns as she then whispers to Trist: "Stay still for a moment, don't make any noises." She then started humming something in an unknown language...resulting in the doctor fainting on the floor...asleep. She then had a small smug-look on her face: "Faerie's need to find a f-ing hobby besides singing and making people fall asleep, like Jigglypuff." She then yawns again: "Maybe I should get a marker and put down 'Lazy b***h'." She laughs to herself as she then looked up at Trist: "We...uhh...better get going before someone sees this doctor unconscious." She couldn't believe she had to sing a Faerie song just to get away from a ********' wheelchair! Oh well..she didn't want to look like a lazy, fatass. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:22 am
Trist smiled at her and kept on caring her out of the hospital he came across a few people so he made sand hammer come out of the ground and knock them out. " I'm thinking we never going to come back to this hospital" said Trist. He finally was able to reach the mansion he opened the door and walked over to Connor's bed and put her down he smiled at her. "Your okay..." said Trust he fainted from the lack of blood from his shoot wound. He fell on her he was asleep barcode he started to snore quietly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 12:30 am
Connor blinks as she then sees that he fainted on top of her, hearing his snore quite easily... "UM....Dude....Dude? Dude!" She poked him a little as she felt a little weird with someone on top of her. He was knocked out alright. She rolled her eyes as she cannot move yet...since her body is a little sore from the needles. "Greeeeaaaaat- a man is on top of me. What a ******** dopey day." She mumbled as she then tried to pull him up so his legs were at least on the bed. She now could only wait for him to wake up. But for her pasttime, she started sing random lullabies and songs in a different language.....she now just wondered how long will he be knocked out...cause right now she felt like yelling Rape for no ********' reason. 'In spite of everything you've done for them, eventually they will hate you for it. Why bother?'
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