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Day 3
Jul 17, 2006 21:38:29 GMT -5
Post by Roger Davis on Jul 17, 2006 21:38:29 GMT -5
Roger had hung back, not sure of what he should do. He knew that when he had Mimi he liked not being crowded so he tried to give Mark space. His lip started bleeding from him biting it so hard, anxious to see what happened. He knew he should be mad at Maureen for ruining his and Mimi's relationship, but he couldn't hold a grudge. Not when she obviously meant so much to Mark and was dying possibly. Hearing his name being called, he ran forward and saw that Maureen was now limp. "Fuck." His mind was racing, trying to figure out what to do with her or where to take her. "How many bags are empty? Fuck I can't count right now. Even first time users don't pass out unless they take enough. Um..we could take her to the loft but that won't help her. Hospital will be a bitch with bills..um, isn't there a center somewhere around here? I went there once when I almost od'ed. Let's bring her there. You got her?"
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
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Day 3
Jul 17, 2006 21:50:01 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 17, 2006 21:50:01 GMT -5
'What are we doing? Are we bringing her to the Loft?' Mark asked, starting to panic. He picked Maureen up, holding her close to his body, his blue eyes glimering with unshed tears. 'Wouldn't Mimi know what to do...dammit...Maureen...why?'
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Day 3
Jul 18, 2006 22:19:32 GMT -5
Post by Mimi Marquez on Jul 18, 2006 22:19:32 GMT -5
Mimi finally caught up to where Mark and all of them were. Mimi saw Maureen in Mark's arms, and she busted up crying. Mimi covered her mouth with her hands in shock. She stood there crying, and Mimi flashed back to the times when that was her. "Oh my...." Mimi finally spoke, "Roger, did you count the bags...?" Mimi rushed next to Maureen, and took her hand, "Maureen, I'm so so sorry, please, just be okay." Mimi stepped back against the alley wall. "If I would have never broke up with her, she would be okay right now, I can't believe....This is all my fault. It's just when I read your note Roger, I knew, I knew where I was meant to be, but then.....I just...." Mimi fell silent. ( <-----How Mimi feels right now....aww)
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Day 3
Jul 19, 2006 7:40:25 GMT -5
Post by Roger Davis on Jul 19, 2006 7:40:25 GMT -5
Roger heard Mimi start talking and he was shaking his head. " 'I just' what? Mimi...where do you want to stand? With me or her? I don't want to be an assshole- but I don't think I could take it if you left me." He stepped forward and kissed her lightly. "I wouldn't be able to bear to lose you again." But then he realized that Mimi did chose him again and for that he smiled. "Forget about what I was saying, I think I know the answer...And I couldn't find any full bags. Meaning she just OD'd. Where do we take her Mim's [[phonetics: Meem's]] ? The hospital would charge way too much, even for us. And our loft isn't a good place...Oh I don't know. I almost OD'd once and that was when I started and I can't remember what I did.." He couldn't think right now and he knew time was against them.
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Day 3
Jul 19, 2006 14:47:03 GMT -5
Post by Mimi Marquez on Jul 19, 2006 14:47:03 GMT -5
Mimi was surprised then somewhat relieved when Roger kissed her, "We've got to get her to that clinic. I think I've got enough cash on me for a cab. We've just got to get to Avenue A where we can hail a cab. They'll probably want to check all of us, after her, but I rather have that happen than us staying here and her....." Mimi sobbed more, "Let's just go, we don't know how much longer she'll last, especially if she did take all 5 bags..." Mimi ran out of the alley, "Come on!"
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
Posts: 161
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Day 3
Jul 19, 2006 16:53:24 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 19, 2006 16:53:24 GMT -5
Mark followed Mimi, his heart pounding loudly in his ears and his heart caught in his throat. He was praying and he never prayed, his mind went through what little of prayer he could manage or remember. His arms held her limp frame to his body, protecting her from whatever he could.
((OOC: I'm at the airport at the moment, so, as soon as I get to CA...if I'm not too tired I will check to see if I have a wireless connection))
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Day 3
Jul 19, 2006 21:54:26 GMT -5
Post by Roger Davis on Jul 19, 2006 21:54:26 GMT -5
Roger wiped away her tears before going after Mark and Mimi. He felt his lungs expanding and retracting in the same rhythm that his feet hit the ground. Eventually they reached Ave A and there was a cab there, luckily available. After sheparding Mimi, Mark, and Maureen in, he got in and told the cab driver where to go. His legs were jittering and couldn't be more relieved when the cab rolled to a stop. He got out first, taking Maureen from Mark and started walking up the steps while the other two got out of the car. He was muttering under his breath, barely audible. "Why the hell would you do this. You took Mimi from me and then OD when I get her back. Just..don't die on me, otherwise I'll never hear the end of it from Mark." The door was held open and Roger muttered thanks before going inside. The people at the front desk saw the limp body in his arms and understood what was happening and quickly ushered the 4 of them into the back room. After Maureen was laid down on a table, Roger stood back to give Mark room and he held Mimi in his arms, hapy to be able to hold her again.
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Day 3
Jul 20, 2006 15:25:24 GMT -5
Post by Mimi Marquez on Jul 20, 2006 15:25:24 GMT -5
Mimi held on to Roger as he wrapped his arms around her. She rested her head against his shoulder. Then she turned to face him, and kept his arms around her. Her sobbing continued. "Roger.... I know there's not much I can say to you right now, but..." Mimi looked down at her ring and turned it making it shine. She looked back up at him, "Thank you....For everything." Mimi looked into his eyes, and held a glance of longing for love and forgiveness.
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
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Day 3
Jul 21, 2006 11:05:55 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 21, 2006 11:05:55 GMT -5
He fought tears as he stood close to Maureen, her hand within his, pressed against the bridge of his nose as soft sobs struggled to be held back escaped.
'Maureen...please...' he whispered, the sobs forcing their way out with every word he spoke. 'I love you...please wake up. I can't live without you...'
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Day 3
Jul 21, 2006 16:43:26 GMT -5
Post by Roger Davis on Jul 21, 2006 16:43:26 GMT -5
Roger felt the sobs racking through Mimi's body and he pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her tighter. The look in her eyes - those oh so expressive eyes - made his heart cringe. He wanted to forgive her - he did forgive her, he just couldn't say it yet. I need to know why. Pulling back slightly, he kissed her forehead lightly and whispered "I love you" into her ears. He saw Mark sitting besides Maureen and hearing his friend sob was enough to shoot arrows through him. "I-It'll be ok Mark, don't worry. These people know what they're doing."
ooc: anyone want to be the actual doctors for this or whatever?
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Day 3
Jul 21, 2006 17:16:24 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 21, 2006 17:16:24 GMT -5
(I'll be the doctor, i'm not doing much else)
Rebecca was sitting around when an envelope was thrown at her and she was told to go to the back room. She opened the door to see the four people in the room. "I'm doctor Carr, what exactly happened?" She walked over to who she assumed to be Maureen lying on the table.
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Day 3
Jul 22, 2006 13:16:19 GMT -5
Post by Mimi Marquez on Jul 22, 2006 13:16:19 GMT -5
Mimi answered Roger, "I love you too." Then she turned to face the doctor, "Well, see, to put it short, I broke up with her, she took 5 bags of my stash and ran off. Then we guessed she took all of them, we couldn't find any full bags. Yes, I fully understand it's my fault. Just, please, make sure she's okay." Mimi broke away from Roger for a second and grabbed some tissues. She wiped her tears and blew her nose. She felt more calm now, but when she looked at Maureen she could only think of last night. "Oh god.." Mimi said under her breath. How am I going to tell him...?
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Day 3
Jul 22, 2006 13:29:55 GMT -5
Post by Maureen Johnson on Jul 22, 2006 13:29:55 GMT -5
"I see." Rebecca shook her head and turned back towards the three of them. She left the room for a minute and returned with a couple other doctors. "I'm going to need all of you to leave. I'll let you know how she's doing. You can all wait in the waiting room." She then walked over to the door holding it open for them.
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Day 3
Jul 22, 2006 16:09:38 GMT -5
Post by Roger Davis on Jul 22, 2006 16:09:38 GMT -5
Roger felt his heart lightly flutter as she whispered those words back but he let go of her as she ran to get tissues. He felt slightly let down, the fact that she was still hung up over Maureen, that he might have to compete for her feelings. But the fact that she said she loved him back and that she did come back to him made him feel slightly better. He questioned her 'Oh god' but didn't want to really press the matter. I don't want a scene in the middle of the doctor's office.. He nodded at the doctor's orders and ushered Mimi and a sobbing Mark out of the door and into the waiting room. His curiousity couldn't be put down so het sat down next to Mimi and tried to appear calm. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
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Mark Cohen
Take Me or Leave Me
The opposite of war isn't peace...it's creation!
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Day 3
Jul 22, 2006 23:08:24 GMT -5
Post by Mark Cohen on Jul 22, 2006 23:08:24 GMT -5
'What? I can't leave her...let me stay please?' Mark pleaded, looking at the doctor with a tear streaked face, his eyes bright red and puffy from crying. 'Please...' he whispered as more tears fell from the filmmaker's eyes and rolled down his cheeks.
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