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 Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:00 pm
"Fine! Yes, your father bought this one, but the old one that's right over there is mine. I'll play that one!" He yelled and then walked to the other pinball machine, launching the ball and smashing the paddle buttons. He knew that he was living off Emma's father's money and he shouldn't have been. "And if you think I'm doing something wrong by letting your father pay for things then fine. He doesn't need to send his money anyhow! I don't really care for him and you should know that." He just decided to ignore Emma and play with 'his' pinball machine, drowning everything out. He then heard her saying that he was irresponsible and he glared at her, pointing at the door. Jeromy wanted Emma to get out so there would be some quiet. He was getting way too angry and he knew that he'd end up exploding even more than he already had.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:08 pm
Angry tears gathered in Emma's eyes. "Fine! If you hate him so much and don't want his money, don't use it!" she spat and made her way to the door. "And if you don't want me here I'll just go. I'll just go to my dad's and I won't come back!" she took the ring off her finger, throwing it on the ground. "Screw you, Jeromy!" she rushed out of the room, throwing her boots and coat on and running out the door, hailing a cab to get home.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:20 pm
Jeromy was playing pinball and trying to ignore Emma. The words Emma was saying sounded muffled and a bit jumbled due to the fact that he was ignoring her. The only thing that snapped him out of it was the sound of metal tinking against the hardwood floor. When he looked up he saw Emma wasn't in the room and saw the ring on the floor. His eyes widened and he leaned down to pick up the ring. His heart was hurting and he knew that he may have just ruined everything that he'd worked for; everything he loved. He didn't know if he'd be able to catch Emma if he went after her. But he didn't even know if he should go after her because he figured that she wanted left alone after all that. "I'm such an idiot.... She probably wants nothing of me anymore...." His eyes watered a bit, but he quickly blinked the tears away as he leaned against the pinball machine.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:26 pm
Emma ended up not getting a cab and just walking to the park. She sat on a swing, blinking back tears. It was getting cold and she didn't want her tears to freeze; as stupid as that sounded. Had she acted rashly? Was she being unreasonable? Was it that she was bored and just decided to pick a fight? Emma didn't know what it was, but she felt horrible. She wanted to go back, but she also wanted Jeromy to come after her and...She didn't know what after that, but she was sick and tired of being the one crawling back.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:33 pm
Jeromy knew that he should go look for Emma, but then again he thought that she probably just got a cab. However, he decided to go check up on her even if there was the chance that she didn't want to be checked up on. He grabbed a coat because it was getting chilly out and he went to his car. Sighing, Jeromy started the car and pulled out before driving in the direction of where Emma's father living. He was hoping that she was there because he really didn't want her to be out somewhere alone. Not with all the members of the gang peppered out over the city. Pulling up at Mr. Curneel's, Jeromy got out of his car, went up to the front door and knocked, waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:41 pm
Emma stayed in the park, a tear finally escaping, even after she willed herself not to cry. She got up, deciding to just take a walk on the path. She was just walking, furiously wiping any traitorous tears that may've escaped. Out of no where, she was tackled to the ground. "Ow! What the hell!?" she cried and a menacing face peered down at her. Shawn. Long story short, 20 minutes later, she was left on the grass beside the path; her lip busted, her cheeks both bruised and a few cracked ribs.~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~
Catherine answered the door, her 30 year old body clad in a short, pink robe that probably once belonged to the real Mrs.Curneel. "Oh, it's you. Whaddya want?" she asked in her annoying, grating voice, opening the door. "You know, the old man is kinda sickening...You wanna take me for a ride?" she purred, pushing her chest forward.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 4:52 pm
Jeromy had no clue as to what was happening to Emma as he saw the door of Mr. Curneel's place opening. He saw Catherine and his skin crawled with disgust. He didn't like her at all and wanted to just turn and walk away, not looking back. "I was wondering if Emma's here. That's all..." He started saying before cringing, saying, "Oh my God! Get away from me you sick woman!" He backed away and wondered if he was even going to get an answer from her about Emma. He was thinking about Emma and wondered if she even wanted to see him anymore after their fight.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 5:01 pm
Catherine shrugged, ''You'll want me soon enough." she said, confidently. She shook her head, not looking bothered. "I don't care if you and skinny b*tch fight, but I would hate if she came here, to my house. I mean, she moved out...She isn't welcome." she shrugged, looking at her perfect nails. "If you're not here for me, just leave." Catherine slammed the door shut.~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~ Emma was on the ground, struggling to breathe. Silent tears were running down her cheeks and she bit her lip, used to the pain from doing so. She was in so much pain, she wished for death to come. "Please, if there is a god..." she croaked, her voice sounding like a smoker's, "Let me die now." she said, her breaths catching in her throat.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 5:31 pm
Jeromy narrowed his eyes in disgust as he heard Catherine saying that he'd eventually fall for her. "Not likely, considering I don't go for older women. And don't you dare call Emma a b*tch you sl*tty money grubbing tramp!" He snarled at her before heading to his car. Where could Emma be if she wasn't there? Would she go to her friend's house? Where did Emma's friend even live? There were thoughts flooding his mind and it was driving him crazy. He was driving around, looking for Emma as his cell phone went off. He quickly pulled over to see if it was Emma. It wasn't and he was disappointed, yet his eyes went wide and rage filled him when he saw who it was. It was Otto, one of the members of the gang. Though, Jeromy knew that he wasn't fully with the gang and decided to answer it. He asked what Otto wanted and heard that there was a plan to hurt or kill everyone close to Jeromy and that Emma was the main target. Jeromy cursed and asked where certain members were and heard that Shawn may have gotten Emma already. This enraged Jeromy and he swore that if Otto didn't tell where Emma was he'd track him down and kill his sorry double-agent hide. Otto freaked and then blurted everything he knew. Jeromy then headed to the park where Otto said he heard Shawn had been.
Jeromy reached the park in record time and he started calling out to Emma. He had no idea of if she was still at the park or if Shawn had taken her home with him. The thought of what Shawn may have done or could've been doing at that very moment angered him to the point he would kill any of the members of the gang on site if Emma was hurt. Yet, it wasn't likely that he would actually kill anyone.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 5:47 pm
Emma ended up passing out from the pain. For 30 minutes, she lay there, in pain, and finally, the merciful god, let her loose consciousness. She didn't hear Jeromy. Didn't feel the cold grass that tickled her ear, didn't feel the blood pouring from her lip or the sharp pain in her ribs. She didn't see the slowly setting sun, or the crisp, green grass. She didn't see, feel or hear the brisk, light rain that began falling. She was surrounded by a neon white. Blinding, is how she would've describe it. "Emma~ Emma, my dear~" came a melodic, beautiful voice and Emma saw her mother. "Mom!" Emma choked out, and stood up, only to notice she was in a flowing, white gown. Her red hair had been pinned back in an elegant, beautiful style; flowers adorning her head. "Am I dead?" she asked, causing her mom to laugh. A sweet, melodic laugh. "No, dear. You're unconscious. But Jeromy...Jeromy loves you very much. You have to stay strong dear. You can't die." her mother said and Emma's eyes watered. "You're not one to talk! Where was that speech for you!? When you died? You were unconscious first! Why didn't you hold on!?" Emma cried, her voice hard and angry, tears spilling over and falling loudly onto the beautiful dress. Her mother engulfed her in a hug, stroking the elaborate hair do, ''I know, darling, I know. I'm so sorry...But don't make the same mistake I did! Go back, love, go back..." she cooed. And just like that, Angela, Emma's mom, was slipping away, "Mom! Mama!" Emma cried, clinging on to the quickly disappearing figure, "I love you...." the fleeting voice said and then she was gone, leaving Emma a crying heap on the white, bottomless ground.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 6:07 pm
As he walked around the park, Jeromy was about to give up. Though, when the sun started sinking behind the horizon and a cool rain started falling he looked harder. Looking around, he saw what he thought to be someone laying on the ground in the distance. He squinted a bit and realized it was Emma. His eyes filled with tears and he ran to her. "Oh God no....." He said as he collaped to his knees by Emma. He could tell that she was hurt really bad and that she needed to be taken to the hospital right away. He knew that he shouldn't pick her up, but he didn't know how long she'd been laying there and he didn't want to wait for an ambulance. Carefully, he picked Emma up and carried her to his car before he rushed her to the hospital. He wasn't even thinking of what the people at the hospital would think when they saw her. But he was just thinking of getting her help. "Please be all right Emma......" Jeromy cried as he carried Emma into the hospital.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 6:16 pm
~~~~~~I hope you don't mind me skipping to the hospital~~~~~~~~~~
Emma's eyes fluttered open a few hours later. The first thing she saw were lights and shut her eyes immediately. She wiggled her toes and took a breath, wincing at the pain. She tried to open her eyes again, getting used to the light. The first thing she noticed, was that she was in a hospital. She noticed the white walls, the bed, the hospital gown. Then, she noticed the beeping and turned her head, wincing at the movement, and saw a heart monitor. Immediately, she began panicking. What happened? Why was she here? Where was her dad? Her mom? Jeromy?
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 6:33 pm
Jeromy had been right beside Emma through everything. He made a call from the phone in the room to Mr. Curneel to let him know what happened, but he knew that everything would be blamed on the fight and him by Emma's father. He was sitting next to the bed, his eyes bloodshot and tearsoaked from crying so much. He didn't think Emma was going to die, but he felt that it was his fault for what happened and wondered if Emma would even want to see him anymore. As he looked up, he noticed that Emma was waking up. He gently took her hand in his and apologized several time before saying, "I never meant to anger you... I know that you probably hate me and all that. Though, I want you to know that I love you and I never ever want to lose you.... Please forgive me for yelling at you..."{{It's fine and I may not be able to post after this.... My dad doesn't want anyone on the internet after ten or so. It sucks to be honest.... All because he doesn't want my little brothers staying up late. sad Sorry for rambling...}}
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 6:37 pm
Emma tried to speak, to tell Jeromy it was ok, but found she had no voice. She settled for a squeeze, which wasn't much, considering how weak she still was. A nurse came in and did a few tests on Emma, giving her some pills and water. Finally when she left, and Emma found her voice, she didn't turn her head, but said: '"Love you, too." Even though it wasn't the whole phrase, it was all she could muster. The 'I' got lost somewhere in her throat.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2012 6:56 pm
Jeromy waited for a response from Emma, but didn't get one. He frowned a bit and put his head down, right as he felt Emma ever so slightly squeezing his hand. As the nurse came and went, he rubbed Emma's hand with his thumb and felt terrible for letting her leave and letting her get hurt. Then after hearing it be said that he was still loved by her, he felt a bit better and said, "I'm so glad you still do. I don't know what I'd have done if you'd have wanted nothing more of me."{{If I go offline suddenly it's because my dad turned the internet off...}}
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