Heart, Body & Soul [Marguerite & CassieBear]
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				Title: <strong>Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 02:55:53</strong>
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				Screams and items were thrown around. Blood spilled and bones were bruised and broken in the fight to survive. She did not want to die. Desperately, she wanted to live and see James and Nathan. Have a chance to have her first shot of tequila even though she was not a drinker (unlike her parents) with her best friends because of her new promotion today. Anna worked at the local law firm first as a temp secretary and it was just today the three main Bosses called her in. At first, she thought she was going to be terminated but instead the three men offered her a permanent fill in for the secretary who had gone on maternity leave. Apparently, the secretary wanted to extend her six months and instead stop working all together to devote her time to her new child. Anna could not blame her because maybe even she would want a child if she ever stopped thinking about how she might be a horrible mother like her own mom. However, at the rate of her energy fleeing her in this fight, she might not make it past the hour.<br><br>Growls and curses were met as he grabbed her around the waist and tried to subdue her to the ground. Earlier, the pepper spray had helped to distract Jace when he inhaled and the knife he tried to use on her ended up cutting her arm, the wound deep and bleeding heavily. When the Jace gasped and coughed, she ran for the front door but he grabbed her around the wrist pulling her back. She slipped and hit her left wrist against the wall, cursing as the pain shot up through her arm. Without a doubt, Anna could say she might have fractured or at least broken her wrist since she could not move her hand in any direction. All it could do was flop around like a fish out of water. Her eyes went over to Jace, anger and fear in her eyes. Anger she had let this male into her life to ruin not only her life but the apartment, Nathan and James shared with her but fear because he might be close to murdering her in a place where James and Nathan would find her body. <br><br>"You're not leaving the party, honey. We are getting to the best part," he bit out, as he tried to swipe her with the knife. Using the wrist he held in his grip, she threw her weight into him, the two slamming into the wall. The knife slipped from his grasp, sliding against the fake mahogany floor, as both struggled to subdue the other. She threw her knees up, satisfaction rolling through her as she hit him where it was the most sensitive for a male. He fell to the side, grasping his crotch, her foot coming down to smash into his stomach. Before she made contact, he took hold of her leg, using it to vault her towards her couch. After that the lights went out and only the sounds of sirens were in the distant. She wondered if the sirens were angels coming to take her away from this pain. Jace on the other hand looked up just as he was about to smash his fists against Anna's face and stopped only because of the sirens. He guessed one of the neighbors called it in as soon as the sounds of fighting broke over the loud music. <br><br>Growling, Jace ran out the front door and only hoped cops would not be able to trace him. If Anna knew what was good for her, she would keep her mouth shut. If not, he had no problem coming back to silence her cries. Already he had an idea of what to do to her for trying to get her way today. All she had to do was not open her pretty mouth and no problems would have come up today. As Jace ran, the cops arrived on their guard to have seen the front door to the apartment open and blood staining the door knobs. Slowly, the cops made their way into the apartment and called for an ambulance to see the unconscious form of Anna laying against the wall, her clothes and body bloody along with it ripped in various areas. One officer bent down to feel for a pulse and nodded that she was still alive. Any longer and Anna might have been another murder statistic. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CassieBear</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 03:50:45</strong>
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				James and Nathan were walking up the sidewalk back to their apartment after leaving from work. James had gotten out earlier from his job at the hospital where he was a male nurse for the children's clinic within the hospital. It was only about a mile and a half from the apartment he shared with his best friends Nathan and Anna. they were all fresh out of college and trying to make their living in a two-bedroom apartment. So far, everything had been going good. James had stopped in at the gas station where Nathan worked -- still waiting on his application from their local police force. He had trained night and day and possibly worked the hardest out of the three of them. Nathan had struggled and every time James offered his help, he was slapped in the face with a <em>"I can do it myself. I got here on my own, I think I can get a job and get through college on my own."</em> Needless to say, Nathan had proved himself right and ended up gaining a job at a gas station for the meantime. When James entered the door to the gas station, he couldn't help but snicker at the tacky uniform he was given to wear. Black slacks he had bought on his own and a silly "racing jersey" -- as most of the employees called it -- decked out in the station's colours. "You look ridiculous." James said as Nathan worked diligently on the paperwork for breaking shift.<br><br>"Yeah well, your nurse scrubs don't look much better." Nathan retorted. He smirked when he saw the playful hurt expression fall on James' face. "You know I'm kidding." He said. He saw James nod once before going around to find something or other to munch on while Nathan finished up the paperwork for the end of his day. "Kay, I've finished up, I'm going to start heading home." His manager nodded as she resumed her dealings with a customer and went to go find James hiding away, looking at the chips rack. "C'mon Jim, we have chips at home. Plus, Anna should be home by now as well. Maybe we can all go out and get a bite to eat... that is if that jerk hasn't taken her away from us yet." He saw James nod reluctantly and step away from the chip aisle.<br><br>James and Nathan started to make their way down the street when they heard sirens. When they saw it was the police force, they thought nothing on it, continuing their conversation about whether or not they should tell Anna about their relationship. "I dunno Nate... she might freak." He looked over as he watched Nathan seem to be in deep thought. They were silent for much of the walk home, contemplating things on their own. "Think I need a sh..." James asked suddenly, but was broken off when both boys saw an ambulance speeding down the street towards their apartment. "You don't think..." James started, but found Nathan break out in a dash home. He quickly followed, most likely the same thought going through his head as was going through Nathan's. <em>He was over again...</em> The moment James reached the apartment building, he saw the cop cars that had sped past them not ten minutes ago. He looked around to find Nathan in the crowd and saw him arguing with an officer. Unable to hear the argument, he casually walked over to where his boyfriend stood. "What's going on?" He asked the officer, ignoring Nathan's complaints about it being their apartment and their friend who was in there.<br><br>The police man just seemed to ignore Nathan as he turned to James. "A girl was found unconscious in her apartment building. Doesn't look too good, but one of my men said she still had a faint pulse." Nathan stopped his rant when he heard this and looked at James, who was staring back at him. "They're dusting for fingerprints now, but they did find a few fingerprints on the handle in blood."<br><br>"Where is she now?" Nathan seemed to scream at the officer. Ignoring the tone, he pointed at the ambulance. Nathan was ignoring the officer's announcements to only one of them able to go in the ambulance with her. James shoved Nathan towards the ambulance, ignoring his protests of thinking Anna was still in the apartment building. James sighed when he watched the ambulance drive off towards the way he had just come from. <em>Back to work...</em> he thought sourly.<br><br>By the time James got back to the hospital, he found Nathan in the waiting room. Pointed in the direction from a nurse he hadn't yet met -- this being the ICU. He worked a floor below the ICU in the NICU where he worked with critical infants. Sitting down next to Nathan, James placed an arm over his shoulder. "How is she?" He asked his friend. He barely heard Nathan mumble something about critical care and surprised she was still alive due to the amount of blood loss. "Can we visit yet?" He already knew the answer, but was trying to keep Nathan's mind off of killing the bastard who put her here. He heard Nathan mutter out <em>no</em> before breaking down into tears. He pulled his friend into his arms and comforted him. They were both terrified they would lose their best friend.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 04:02:03</strong>
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				Monitors beeped and nurses came in and out to check her pulse as she laid silently on the bed. The nurses could not believe the appearance of the patient in the hospital bed. After examination, doctors concluded she suffered a sprained right ankle, popped her right knee cap out, fractured left wrist, several bruised ribs, bruising around her throat and wrists, cut lower lip, black right eye, and several cuts and scrapes ranging in the need for five stitches to thirty stitches to close them up. For her knee cap, while under anesthesia, her knee cap was popped back in place, cast covered her left wrist and ankle wrapped in bandaged and packed with ice to bring down the swelling.<br><br>Marking off the necessary items, the doctor turned to the group of nurses. "It is a miracle she fought off the assailant with these injuries," the doctor commented as he left the necessary charts and instructions with the nurses. Before the good doctor left, one of the nurses commented it was not an assault from a stranger but from an ex-boyfriend who committed this awful act. "Hopefully the bastard has been found," muttered one of the nurses as she hoped the immediate family the police officers had called when they managed to find the bloody wallet near the front door showed there was only two people to call on in case of emergencies. Two men by the name of Ethan and James especially since one of them was the male nurses who worked at the same hospital. Hopefully these two men would be able to help the patient Anna Gray if and when she came out of her medication stupor who would need assistance to get home in a few days.<br><br>While she laid in the bed, her body trying to heal itself from the injuries sustained tonight, her mind had other things to deal with. Constantly, it worried about many things. Worried how her parents were even though she knew the two of them could care less about her. Still, she cared for them no matter how hard of a life she had living under their roof. It was a blessing in disguise when she received a full scholarship to a nearby college and she opted to live in the doors than to commute from her parent's place. Much better for her sanity, her mind thought.<br><br>Though her sanity with her parents after moving away helped, it seemed her mind had been warring with itself to figure out what she wanted in a relationship. Anna always went for the bad boys no matter if she knew beforehand these bad boys would give her the greatest heartache. If she sat down and thought about it, really thought about it, it had to do with the need to be wild and free with someone.<br><br>In her household, Anna had to grow up faster than she would have liked. While her father could be considered a nancy boy and her mother a raging bitch, she always tried to find someone who was the opposite of her father. The myth about a female dating someone who had the personality of their own father was wrong in this instance. Anna did not want a man who lost his courage and let themselves be walked all over. That was her father. Her mother was a bipolar mess and frightened her as a youngster when she went into her manic episodes. Dishes were thrown. Expletives were flung at everyone who came near her. Most of the time, Anna locked herself in her room and hid in the closer, the music player on blast to drown out the shouting and the fighting between her parents.<br><br>Anna wanted a man who was not going to hand over his cajones because he was afraid to deal with the consequences. Maybe that was why she kept finding herself in situations were she dated abusive bad boys. The bad boys at least told her what was going on in her head but it also left her with doubts of her own. She knew she was not a tall, blond beauty. Sure, she was brunette and pixielike but she had her own attributes too. Anna was kind, forgiving, caring, honest, had someone's back and even played nurse when someone got sick. Maybe those same attributes got her into trouble when it came to declining things her boyfriends asked of her. Now she was here while the doctor walked out to let the nurses know that Anna could have visitors and the Cops come in another while.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CassieBear</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 04:57:49</strong>
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				James sat numbly as he watched Nathan go from utter breakdown, to complete outrage, to pacing, and finally, when James got him to stop scaring the nurses and sit down again, it was about time they got up again. Two nurses he recognized from lunch breaks with walked up. Telling Nathan to stay put, James stood and walked over to the nurses. "How's she doing?" He asked them. Jenny and Caitlin were their names if his memory served him correctly. They both seemed solemn, but had news that he and Nathan could both go in to see her. "Thank you." He said quietly before going to grab Nathan by the arm. When he began to protest, he saw it was James and look he was getting from his boyfriend was nothing short of <em>Shut the hell up and follow me</em>. "Anna can have visitors." As he dragged Nathan back towards the girls, they led James and Nathan past the doors and into a white room. James hated these rooms -- always had. They weren't comforting and always had a sense of demise that went with them. The moment they reached the room, he let go of Nathan's arm and watched as his friend went to hug their best friend. "Be careful, Nate. She's still fragile."<br><br>"What I wouldn't do to drag that asshole here and put <em>him</em> in one of these beds." James just sighed. He knew Nathan was right, he wanted Jack or Jace or whatever the hell this one's name was dead just about as much as Nathan did. "She needs to stop dating these guys, Jim. I don't know how many more hospital trips I can before I give up. We need to find someone better." James looked at Anna. Despite all the cuts and wounds and broken bones, she looked peaceful in her medicated coma. He walked up behind Nathan and placed his hands on the other male's shoulders. "Think she'll let us?" He heard Nathan say. James honestly had no clue. <em>Anna... let us help you. There are better guys out there that aren't your father. But certainly aren't the guys you keep bringing home either.</em> James let out an audible sigh and looked down at Nathan, giving his shoulders a squeeze. "We should tell her, you know." James didn't need to ask what he was talking about. He thought so as well, but was afraid as to how Anna would take it. She was already fragile enough; they didn't need to completely lose her because they didn't want to continue sneaking around. "Jim?"<br><br>"I heard you, Nate. I know. But we can't lose her because we're sick of hiding this from her." He stopped talking as he gazed upon Anna. She really was an angel and treated everyone with love and care. She still loved her parents even after what they put her through. James envied her for her caring and forgiving nature. Leaning over Nate, James brushed a piece of stray hair away from her eyes. Just as he was leaning back, Nathan caught his lips in a soft kiss. He lingered there for a moment before pulling away. "Not now." He whispered. "It's possible she could wake any minute." He watched his boyfriend give him a sad smile and nodded as he turned his attention back to their best friend. James pulled a chair over next to Nathan and leaned his chin on Nate's shoulder as he watched Anna sleep peacefully. "I wonder what she's dreaming about." James spoke softly, not wanting to wake the sleeping angel God seemed to have left for them. He felt Nathan's shoulders shrug in defeat to answer the question.<br><br>James quickly fell asleep, his head resting in the crook of Nathan's shoulder with his arm wrapped around the sleeping man in attempt to comfort him. Nathan got to reflect on all of their opposites as both of his best friends slept. James was the more passionate and subtle one, keeping an eye out for everyone he cared about -- especially him and Anna. James always had an opened mind while he constantly feared for the worst. Nathan was definitely more outgoing than Nathan, always trying to find new way to keep their relationship fresh and James on his toes. James, however, was a romantic and loved everything that went into a hopeless romantic; he was literally the definition. James always had it easy in college while he had to work his ass off to try and pass. Nathan was also stubborn, refusing to take any help from others. But the one thing the both of them had in common was how they felt about Anna. they loved her. Not like a sister, but an addition to their relationship. Nathan kept bugging James about wanting to tell Anna, that she would accept them, but each and every time, James said no, he didn't want to lose her if she didn't approve. There was another thing different about them. James was always so cautious while Nate was a type of daredevil, always wanting to go out on a whim. A yawn erupted from his lips as he looked at Anna. She still looked like a peaceful, sleeping angel. Pressing his lips against James' when he believed no one was looking, she pulled James closer -- almost onto his lap -- and cuddled with him as he tried to keep his eyes open. He wanted to be awake for when Anna woke up. He wanted to greet her with a gentle hug and kiss on the cheek. But willpower was defeated when he slipped into a fitful sleep in the chair with James in his arms. How they usually slept at night in bed, clinging onto one another making sure the other didn't disappear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:21:33</strong>
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				Monitors beeped and machines whirred to inform everyone in the room it was doing its job of keeping Anna happy and settled. The morphine was doing its job of keeping her pain receptors under control. If she had not been on morphine, shrieks and cries of pain would fall from her lips as nurses and assistants would try to keep her pain manageable. However, morphine had the habit of glazing over her thought process and reaction time. Right now, she thought about various things in her life but at the front of her thoughts were her two best friends, James and Ethan. Both men seemed to find themselves in her mind in the past few months but maybe it was because they were the two men she trusted for she did not hold any in her parents at all. <br><br>At least her two best friends, James and Ethan never asked things of her she was uncomfortable with giving. Sure, it was awkward at first to befriend them because she rarely hung out with males but kept to herself or hung out with a few close female friends in college. Anna knew she seen them around when she was younger but because of her parents constant fighting, she was enrolled in home schooling because both her parents found it a nuisance to stop their petulant fighting to drive their own child half a mile to her school. Even now, she rarely spoke to her parents but every other week she received rushed calls from either her mother or father wanting her to help them to squeeze the other parent for more money. It had been hard when her parents finally divorced in her second year of college and thought her mother and father used her as a pawn in their divorce proceedings, Ethan and James were there to give her support and a shoulder to lean on. Funny how these two were more like family than her own biological one.<br><br>Well, she felt more like hell than look it, she thought as she stirred a bit in the hospital bed. Her body ached in places she knew should not be aching. Her lips tingled in pain as if someone spread habenero sauce on open cuts and no one thought to give her a glass of milk to assauge the terrible pain. Though one eye felt as if it was not going to open worth a lick of salt, the other eye glanced who was in the room with her beneath Anna's lashes. Aww, her two favorite men in the whole wide world were here for her. Though it seemed the two were more ill than she was since their arms were wrapped around each other. Each looked drawn out and she hoped the two had not fretted too much about her. This happened all the time but she managed. These two knew if she could take care of herself even though her heart knew her better.<br><br>She was her own woman. Granted a stupid female because she had let Jace into her life but how was she to know he would fly off the handle like he did tonight? Clearing her throat to bring their attentions to her form, she tried to give them a smile. Though it was hard to do so when her lips felt they might fall off if she spread her lips even an millimeter more than it should at the moment. "Jace might have left...," she faltered as she coughed but continued on, "but I doubt he will come back after what he did." Hopefully, her words would put these two at eas3. What she hated the most was worrying them but after all, James and Ethan were her best friends. However, with her good eye even though her vision was blurry, she noticed the two were in the same chair. Not only in the same chair but it looked as if one was sitting on top of the other. Come on, the hospital had to have more chairs around here and her eyes looked around to see a second chair in the room. Strange. Why were the two sitting in one chair? Oh how her morphine mind was slow to pick up on the very thing staring her in the face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CassieBear</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 08:04:22</strong>
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				James was the first of the two men to stir from sleep. He had no clue what time it was or where he even was, really. But the moment he heard Anna's voice, his eyes flew open to see that he was on Ethan's lap. Swallowing quite audibly, he gently eased himself from his lover and tiptoed over to the bed where she laid. "You're awake." He whispered to her, placing a kiss to her forehead. "You worried us." Taking one of her hands in his, he held it gingerly as he listened to what she had to say. <em>Jace left... doubt he'll come back.</em> Silently, James wished the bastard would come back so that he could give him a piece of mind. And possibly even a lesson in how to treat the one you supposedly love. Still, James, shushed her quietly, noticing how much she looked pained as she moved her lips. Standing up, he moved across the room and left for only a minute to grab a small plastic cup of water. In his other hand, he carried a straw in case she needed it. "Have some water." Holding her head up, he brought the cup to her lips in hope that it wouldn't hurt her.<br><br>It wasn't long until Ethan rose to the living and saw James by Anna's side. <em>Is she up?</em> He thought before leaning over and stood up to stand next to James. "Hi Anna." It wasn't anything special, just a hello from one loving friend to another. "How are you feeling?" He waited till James removed the cup from her lips to ask the question. She looked so fragile in the bed, so vulnerable and Ethan planned on making sure that she was safe. Especially after this particular trip to the hospital. He had never seen one of her simpleminded boyfriends beat her this badly and it literally brought tears to his eyes. He wasn't sure what else to ask her; he knew what he wanted to say to her. He'd wanted to tell her it the first time he found her hiding in the library during their Junior year. They had been acquaintances -- friends even by that time -- and had been shocked to see a few bruises that were foolishly covered by a sweatshirt. He had asked her about them, but never really got a rational or straightforward answer from her. After the third and fourth times James and he had run to the hospital or infirmary due to rumors on campus about Anna and some guy, it just clicked in his head then. A few times, Ethan had wanted to smack her upside the head, tell her that she was a foolish girl for getting into relationships that would just end in disaster, but every time, he reached enough courage to tell her, they would just find her back in the hospital was worse bruises and wounds.<br><br>James' thought process wasn't very far from Ethan's. He, too, had always wanted to tell Anna that she was getting herself into a sticky situation. Sometimes, he even thought he would read a guy's mind and just break down how the relationship would go, and nine out of ten times, he was usually spot on. Sadness and fear etched itself into his face as he watched her. Placing the cup down on the table next to her, he brought his hand to brush a piece of hair that had somehow fallen back down and placed it behind her ear. James ran his fingers through her hair -- something he usually did for Ethan when he was stressed out or just in a poor mood altogether. Usually, it would lead to other roads and crossings, but a lot of the time, they would just end up cuddling in their room, the door locked and television on to some random show neither really watched. A heavy sigh came from him as he looked to Ethan. He saw the hurt there and knew exactly what he was thinking. He was gaining that courage again, getting ready to tell her that she was an idiot. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he met Ethan's gaze and shook his head. Now wasn't the time, nor was it the place to tell her that she had foolishly brought herself into another heart wrenching relationship. He leaned down and went to move out of the room, looking for a doctor he could talk to. He found a friend and walked over to her. "When can she leave?" He asked the male doctor. "When can Ethan and I bring her home where she belongs?" He watched as the doctor frowned and nodded. She still had a while to recover. He knew that song and dance all too well.<br><br>Ethan stayed in the room with Anna and pulled the chair over so that he could sit next to her. He had seen James' piercing stare and knew he saw through him. James always could see what he was thinking, but this was too much. This relationship had brought them too far. He thought he was going to lose Anna. That they were going to lose Anna. He cupped her cheek lightly, being careful not to hurt her and gently brushed his thumb against her cheek. "You can't keep doing this to yourself, Anna. James and I worry each and every time we find you here and it breaks our hearts." He wanted to be stern, yet keep a soft composure about it all. She needed to know what he was thinking. "You need to stop putting yourself in these predicaments. James and I are afraid that one day... someone will take you away from us." Tears burned in his eyes, but he refused to blink and let them slide down his cheeks. "James and I love you, Anna. Don't let some asshole who isn't worth your love or body take you away from us." Unable to keep his eyes open for much longer, Ethan closed them&nbsp; and let the tears slide down, releasing the scared child. Blinking a few times, he looked into her half closed eyes. "Do you want us to lose you, Anna? Do you want to hurt us? Are you getting into these--" Ethan was stopped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking up, he saw James. Unsure of how much he had heard, Ethan looked ashamed and then looked back to Anna. "Sorry..." he mumbled, stumbling to stand up from the chair and walk out of the room.<br><br>James was silent. He didn't want Anna knowing those things yet. Neither of them had really talked about their feelings for their best friend in such a long time. There was a point where they were both just straight. Where they both loved Anna. And it was that night when they had told each other who they loved, that they found each other. If neither of them could have Anna, then they would have the next best thing. Each other. "I didn't want him telling you yet." James told her, his voice morose and hard, almost as if he was also fighting tears of shame and hurt. Pain and anger. "I wanted to wait till you could go home. I wanted to tell you when you weren't in a world of pain and suffering and wrapped in bandages with stitches and tubes coming from this way and that." James grabbed her hand and held it in both of his. It was small and feminine. Nothing like Ethan's hands when they were on him, exploring him. He had dreamed what it would be like to explore Anna, yet never acted out on those feelings. She wouldn't have either of them, they were the good guys. The best friends who stood on the sidelines and watched as their best friend hurt herself over and over again. "But Ethan is right, Anna. I don't want you going out with people who will only hurt you. I see how your relationships are going to go. All they want you for is your body and then once you're of no use to them, the beat you for the littlest things." James stopped, watching her reactions. He hadn't meant to say everything to her. He hadn't wanted her to know everything. "What did you say to make Jace get pissed off at you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Marguerite</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 16:10:28</strong>
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				As best as she could, Anna tried to smile again for James when he came over. It was great to see her best friend here at the hospital. She had a feeling he would not let her down and leave her alone to realize what had happened. "Everything will be fine now," she whispered as she watched him grab her a cup of water. Anna let him hold her head up as she gently sipped from the straw, the refreshing water. Not until she felt the water splash the back of her throat did she realize how much she needed water to parch her Sahara Desert throat. A few blinks from her good eye to try and remove the fuzziness from her vision, Anna saw Ethan next to James. Her vision must be really bad not to register Ethan standing next to James in the last few seconds. Nonetheless, she was glad beyond relief to see the two of them here. "I feel like I had one too many rounds with the tennis game and bowling game on the Wii box," she answered trying to keep it light. Now that the two were here, they could give her comfort and help her get through the next few weeks of recovery. <br><br>Smiling, she closed her good eye to rest it a bit while she listened to the shuffle of Ethan, no, James, maybe Ethan walking away to maybe talk to the nurses about her release date. Right now, the room smelled of antibiotics and maybe chlorine and the combination made for a stench all on its own. She wanted to go back to the apartment but she remembered how trash it was because of the fight. "Ethan, the apartment is trashed. So sorry," she muttered, shaking her head and wincing at the pain of her bruised throat. Damn, Jace really did not stop himself in a fight with another female. He was all trouble when she met him at the hardware store. Who picks up men at a hardware store? Not her but when she felt eyes on her back, she turned and saw Jace. Maybe that was a sign for her to back away because he was at the store to buy himself a few hammers and even a chainsaw for his father who worked in the lumber business. <br><br>Opening her mouth to ask Ethan a question, she stopped cold when he started in on her stupid mistakes. <em>You can't keep doing this to yourself, Anna. James and I worry each and every time we find you here and it breaks our hearts. You need to stop putting yourself in these predicaments. James and I are afraid that one day... someone will take you away from us. James and I love you, Anna. Don't let some asshole who isn't worth your love or body take you away from us. Do you want us to lose you, Anna? Do you want to hurt us? Are you getting into these--</em>. All she heard was how much she failed. How bad she was at picking men. How she was failing them. Fail. Fail. Fail. All she heard and read in his actions was fail through her morphine gaze and it pissed her the fuck off. <br><br>Anna was angry and did not want to listen to Ethan's words. How he could try to guilt trip her at a time like this? She knew she made a mistake but she did not want it thrown in her face to gasp and look at like some biology specimen. Even in her state of morphine, she still felt the red tinge of embarrassment and disappointment. Embarrassment because she was here in this hospital being gawked at by her two best friends. Disappointed because she assumed these two would not judge her and yet they were doing so like her own parents. She did not want to hear their lectures nor did she want them to make statements on her life. Anna was not in the mood for a lecture about how wrong she was in her life. Not from her best friends. She expected a lot more from them. Maybe support and a little comfort but she could see it was all a ruse because they too wanted to judge and make comments on a life that was not theirs. It just made her sick to her stomach. What she wanted now was to be left alone if all these two were here for was to judge her from their pedestals. Maybe it was the morphine talking or her own pizazz, but she let these two know what she wanted them to do now. <br><br>"Just get out," she muttered through her cracked lips. Anna did not want to see the two at the moment. All she felt was pure rage and she wanted to sock them in their arms or perhaps their eyes for making her feel a failure. Anna was not a failure for she pushed herself in school to get the good grades and pushed hard enough to receive scholarships. For Christ's sake she managed to get herself a good job out of college where most students ended up waiting tables for the next few years or in some dead-end temp job. How dare they stand their like her truest friends and berate her a time like this especially when she was in pain and just needed their comfort. Oh no, they just had to have their say and piss her off. Now she wanted peace and to be left alone to recover. If they were going to act this way, Anna did not want to see them in her room. She could keep them out because neither of them was her flesh and blood and could not be given allowance into her room if she asked the nurses to keep them out. <br><br>With as much strength as she had in her good arm, she reached over to press the button to bring the nurses to her room. She wanted reinforcements to kick these two idiots out. "I...do not want you here. Get out. Do not want. To talk about it." It was a struggle to get her words out after Jace had managed to wrap his hands around her neck earlier in the fight. There were bruises around her neck and though her throat was refreshed earlier from the water, all she wanted was to scream at Ethan and James. Wanted to scream at the two to stop judging her and just hold her. Just make her forget what happened today with soothing words and warm hugs. Never did she want them to look at her with pitying looks. If all they were going to do was piss her off and make it worse, she wanted them out. Only when the nurse came in was she relieved to see a comrade. "I want them out of my room and do not want them allowed back in." Anna looked away, not able to see the look on their faces. What she wanted was comfort and if these two were just going to make things worse, the two could piss off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Heart, Body &amp; Soul [Marguerite &amp; CassieBear]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CassieBear</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 19:00:44</strong>
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				Ethan was a little harder to get out of the room than James. The moment she had asked them to leave, a kiss was placed on her forehead, an apology muttered, and a wish to get before before he exited the room. Ethan however, just gawked at her. There were things he wanted to say to her, but found himself not only being dragged out of the room by James, but two very heavyset male nurses, whispering that he could be nice to the "little lady".Pushing Ethan towards the door to go outside, James just watched as Ted -- the large of the two nurses -- shut the door to Anna's room. He just waved at her and sighed. He wasn't stupid. He knew why Anna had them thrown out. Blaming it mostly on Ethan's sudden courageousness to tell her what he had been thinking for years, but James knew it partly had to do with the fact that he couldn't stop himself from saying what he had. She wasn't meant to hear it. He knew it would upset her and he just turned around to start walking out towards the main door. "James." Turning around, he saw Ted call him over. Jogging over, he looked up at the man. "Just give her some space and she'll be okay. From what I heard, she went through a pretty bad break up?" James didn't know if it really was a break up or if she had said something that set Jace off and he beat her till he heard sirens or something. He wanted to believe Anna that he wouldn't be back in their lives, but a small part of him still worried about it. Giving the other man a hug, James returned to walking back out the door. He figured the apartment was going to be trashed and decided for the next week and a half while her bones healed enough to the point where she could go home, he was going to clean it. Everything and every room.<br><br>As soon as James opened the doors to the outside, his ears came in contact with Ethan screaming. "How dare she throw us out of her fucking room? We're the only ones who care about her. It's not like her parents are going to get up off their asses and visit their bruised daughter because she got a <em>little</em> hurt." Ethan held his fingers inches from each other, trying to prove his point on how much her parents cared. Not up for arguing, James took Ethan by the sleeve of his shirt uniform and started tugging him towards the apartment building. It was nightfall and became a task to navigate their way back to the building while trying to ignore his boyfriend's protests of getting kicked out. Feeling anger brewing, James stopped and smacked Ethan across the face before he just turned around and began walking alone. Ethan stood there, dazed and confused about what happened before he realized James was a good ten feet apart from him. "Wait up!" He dashed out into a run to catch up with James. "What the fuck was that all about?" He asked the male next to him. "Are you really going to side with her?"<br><br>Getting fed up, James kept his voice low, but it held all the anger he had pent up. "Ethan. Stop. Of course she kicked us out. You just went on and on complaining about how she was a failure at relationships. I mean, the questions you were asking her? Do you want to hurt us? Do you want us to lose you? Ans what was your last one going to be? Are you getting in these relationships to fuck with us? To make us jealous? Goddammit Ethan, I would have been surprised if she didn't kick us out after that." James watched as Ethan grew sad and looked down. "Let's go home, see what the damage is and then clean it up for her. She doesn't need to come home to a mess that will remind her of what happened." James pulled Ethan into a hug and placed a kiss on his neck. "C'mon, let's go." He began walking but stopped when Ethan hadn't started following. "Are you coming or do I need to clean up that mess without you? She can get out of the hospital in less than a week."Though, he had been told a week and a half, he wanted her home. As Ethan began following him again, James shuffled towards the front door to the building and searched for his key in his scrubs. Pulling it out, he opened the door to let Ethan in and began the descent to the third floor.<br><br>The moment the men opened the door to their apartment, they just stared. Pictures were scattered with glass laying on the floor. Papers were strewn everywhere and furniture was turned over onto its side or back. "Holy shit..." Ethan whispered as he began walking into the main room. "This will take us a lot longer than a week." He said. James had to admit, that it would take the entire time while Anna was in the hospital, but he was going to try. James helped Ethan turn the couch right side up again before they sat down. "Can we start this tomorrow?" James just smiled and placed a kiss to Ethan's lips, pulling him close. Never had they been able to do this. Sit on their couch, kissing each other and holding the other close. James whispered something about Ethan heading to bed while he was going to start the clean up tonight. A defeated sound ruptured from Ethan as he stood and made his way to the room he shared with James. James looked around the room when he heard the door click shut and sighed. It was going to take a lot longer than the week he had been told Anna had left in the hospital. Sitting there, he tried to come up with ways to see her during work. Maybe beg to bring her meals while he worked. He needed to talk to her. To apologize for what had happened tonight. While he couldn't have stopped Ethan from running his mouth, he should have been able to stop his own. He felt like an idiot and prayed Anna would let him give her his apology. With a quiet sigh, he just stood up and went to his room where he found a whimpering Ethan lying down. Crawling into bed, he found the boy in nothing but boxers and slithered his arm around Ethan's midsection pulling one to the other.<br><br>The next morning, James woke up to the lack of a partner sleeping beside him. Sitting up, he stretched his arms way above his head, knuckles coming in contact with the headboard. His toes curled as his legs stretched as far as they could before his limbs dropped and rested peacefully. A yawn emitted itself from him as he sat up to look around the room. It was still dark, but sunlight was trying to peek through the shades, begging to be let in. Memories from the evening before flooded his brain and he groaned. How the hell was he supposed to apologize to Anna? To tell her they went too far and should have been caring more about her an her injuries instead of the asses she decided she wanted to date. Another yawn peeked through and James shook his head. Turning, he threw the covers from his body -- shivering slightly at the chilled air in the room -- and placed his feet on the ground. It took him a few minutes to actually get up off of his feet, but after three tries of standing up, his feet finally listened to his brain and let him stand up. Walking to the door, James opened it and peeked out of the bedroom. It was still a hideous mess in there and nothing seemed to be cleaning itself. Stepping out, he looked around the small apartment for Ethan but was met with nothing. The boy had been just as upset at Anna as she had been at the both of them. While <em>her</em> anger was excusable and reasonable, Ethan's was not. He was the one who decided he wanted to go out on a whim and tell Anna everything he had been holding in for years. James didn't want to lose Anna -- from the guys she dated to Ethan starting World War Three in their friendship -- but it definitely seemed like he wasn't going to hear from her for a few days. Looking at the living, James picked a lamp -- one of the many objects trashed and broken. Looking at it, he frowned. What the hell had happened to cause this?
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