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Post by Alisha on Feb 20, 2012 17:10:09 GMT -5
When he said nothing, she just nodded. Now that he, hopefully, wasn't going to fight her on it, she had to figure out what to do. How was she going to get him to the hospital when he could barely move? What she really needed to do was calm down and think about the situation rationally. Come on Abigail, you're training to become a nurse. You can do this. Abby stood from the bed and opened her closet and took off her shirt to put on a new one, and exchanged the shorts for some jeans. She didn't care if he was watching, she was sure it wasn't anything he hadn't seen before. Abigail turned to him, swallowing. "I know, and you have no idea how sorry I am about that." She admitted, "You cant walk, can you?I may have to call an ambulance..."
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Post by Mia on Feb 20, 2012 17:42:08 GMT -5
Shane kept his eyes closed, though he could hear Abby moving. He peeked one open as she was changing, closing it immediately and suppressing a sigh. "Can't we just, roll me out or something? I really don't want to call an ambulance." He knew asking would be pointless, because that would most likely cause him even more pain considering he could barely breathe. "It's fine. I couldn't leave you alone."
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Post by Alisha on Mar 1, 2012 1:13:34 GMT -5
Abigail blew out her breath as she thought over her options. "Roll you out? On what?" She asked, scanning the room for anything to help her out. She spotted her desk chair, which happened to be on wheels. She took all of the stuff piled on top of the chair and rolled it over to him. "Sit." She commanded. It was stupid and a little tacky, but it would have to do the trick.
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Post by Mia on Mar 1, 2012 1:24:03 GMT -5
Shane looked over at the chair, and then at the girl with a raised eyebrow. "I'll need help. I kinda can't move." Even as he said that he was attempting to sit up, trying to ignore the sharp pain that was causing him. He bit his lip, holding his side as he finally made it to a sitting position, not able to move anymore as he tried to catch his breath. He'd managed that much on his own, but in order to slide off the bed into the chair, when he could barely breath, would require more than himself. "Put...put your self under my arm." He said, lifting his arm with a bit of a struggle. "Let me use you as a crutch for a second."
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Alisha
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Post by Alisha on Mar 1, 2012 1:51:57 GMT -5
Abby bit her lip when he was trying to get into a sitting position. She could see how much pain he was in and the guilt only got worse. She didn't lead on though, only moved when he told her to. "Of course." Abby said quickly. She wrapped an arm gently around his waist, the other hand gripping his bicep. She hoped that once they made it to the hospital things would be okay. "You ready?" She asked him.
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Post by Mia on Mar 1, 2012 1:55:26 GMT -5
Shane sucked in a sharp breath as more pain shot through him. This was, by far the worst thing that had ever happened to him, besides being born of course. "No." He answered truthfully. Using her help, he managed to slowly slid off the bed into the chair. He tried to sit slowly too but that caused him even more pain, and he wound up just plopping down, which wasn't any better. He cursed loudly, letting his head fall back as he tried to once again catch his breath. "Go...just go." He finally got out, eyes once again closed, this time to block the tears threatening to form.
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Post by Alisha on Mar 14, 2012 2:30:00 GMT -5
She flinched when he cursed loudly, once again wishing that he wasn't in this current situation. "Okay..." She murmured with a bit of hesitation. Upon his request, Abigail began to push the chair as steadily as she could. She avoided any sharp drops and tried to be as gentle as possible. Abby hated seeing him in pain, and hated making it worse for him even more. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. She chanted repeatedly in her head. When they finally made it to her car, she was thankful she was parked close and there weren't many people around to look at them weird. Abigail opened the passenger side door and gave him a hopeful look. "You're going to be fine, Shane." As she said those words, she knew they were more for her benefit than his.
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Post by Mia on Mar 14, 2012 15:49:30 GMT -5
Shane kept his eyes closed the entire time while she wheeled him to her car. He was trying not to focus on the pain, but God it was hard. He'd never been in this much pain in his entire life. Shane opened his eyes only when they made it to her car and he gritted his teeth when he realized he would have to move again. Giving Abby a skeptical look, he didn't wait for her help as he forced himself to stand and get in the car, trying not to pass out from the pain, which is what he felt like would happen. Not bothering to put on his seatbelt, he rested his head against the back of the seat, eyes closed once again as he focused on breathing as much as he could.
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Post by Alisha on Apr 28, 2012 21:51:21 GMT -5
It was like the grimace was permanently plastered on Abigail’s face. She couldn’t imagine how much pain he was in, and just hoped to god that it wasn’t anything too serious or life threatening. What did I get myself into? What did I get him into? She hated that he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and her mess of a life had already started to mess with his wellbeing. He didn’t even know her, yet they were on the way to the hospital because of her. Because of her stupid choices and the prick of a guy she hadn’t pushed out of her life months ago. Abby thought about these things as she drove with shaky hands to the hospital, glancing at him every so often to make sure he hadn’t gotten any worse. Not long after they had left her dorm, they were pulling into the hospital parking lot. “Uh,” She said softly, “Is there anyone you want me to call? Girlfriend? Family?”
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Post by Mia on May 2, 2012 21:21:13 GMT -5
Shane kept his eyes closed and his head leaned against the seat. The car ride hurt, and he felt like he was going to explode every time they hit a bump. He barely registered when they pulled into the parking lot, only glad they'd stopped moving. "No." He answered immediately. He didn't want anyone knowing about this, because he knew everyone would freak out. His mom would probably freak and end up calling Naomi, and God knows what she'd do. Probably pass out or die. "Just....get someone out here.." Shane knew he wouldn't be able to make it with or without Abby's help.
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Post by Alisha on May 8, 2012 18:38:52 GMT -5
She nodded, not speaking a word, and hopped out of the car. Abigail ignored her own ache as she jogged up to the entrance and made her way to the help desk. "Um, hi." She said quickly, "I have a friend out in that car, he can't walk. I think he may have a few broken ribs." The nurse handed her a clipboard and informed Abigail that she would send someone out to help. She walked back outside and leaned into the window, "They're sending someone out, buy you've got to fill this out soon. I'd do it... But I don't know anything about you." Abigail gave him an apologetic look, sorry that she couldn't do much to help him, especially when the whole thing was her fault.
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Post by Mia on May 9, 2012 20:14:36 GMT -5
How the fuck do I get myself into these situations? It seemed like every time he met someone, something on him wound up broken. "This is starting to become a nasty habit of mine..." God what I wouldn't give for a smoke. Shane barely heard when Abigail walked up to the car, so it startled him a bit when she started talking. "God-dammit." He gasped lightly, squeezing his eyes shut once again. He'd jumped a bit when she spoke, causing pain to shoot through him. "They want me...to fill shit out? Did you tell them my ribs are broken? They really think I'm going to be able to fill that out? I can barely lift my god-damn arm." He slowly turned his head, glaring at the girl. "Tell them I'll fill it out when they fucking fix me." Shane knew he shouldn't blow up at her like that, even if the situation was partially her fault, but he was in pain and angry, and he didn't like being like that.
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