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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 15:39:17 GMT -5
SHe nodded and walked inside. The whole time she glanced back to smile at Logan. Once inside she fell onto the couch happily. For once, life was good.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 16:11:19 GMT -5
Logan drove home as slowly as he had driven there. The rain was beating down against his windshield. The sound echoed in the car, but he didnt hear any of it. His mind was with evie, focusing on what he had done to her, and how she had shown only pain, but no anger. How she would always love him, no matter what he did. That would not be a problem if Logan had been a better person. But he was not a good person, not in his own mind. He would hurt Evie time and again. It was to late for him to save himself. All that was left to do was save Evie. Protect her from the pain he would cause her. He had to end this.
It was fully dark when he reached his apartement. Cool winds blew threw the hallways.
He had to make one stop before going back to his room.
"Shasta," He called. "Open up."
The door creaked open after a moment. Shasta was obviously stoned. She hardly registered his face.
He pushed past her and over to the powdery table. His hands dug around in the drawers for a moment. When he found nothing there he went into the bathroom.
"There." He pulled out a large bottle of pills. Pain killers, perhaps. He wasnt sure, but it would do the trick.
"I left money next to the sink," He said as he left her room and walked with determination to his own.
The room seemed empty, lifeless without Evie smiling up at him from the deep couch. It was better that she wasnt here for this, though. Logan grabbed the phone, pills, a pen and small sheet of paper and sat down. He tossed them all onto the table except the phone. He dialed it lifelessly.
"Hello Evie," He said, not caring to mask any of his feelings.
Now this was the hard part. What could he say to her so that she would understand that this was the right thing to do?"
"Evie, we cant be together anymore. This has to end. I dont want to hurt you anymore. I dont deserve you. This is for you, Evie. I told you I would protect you. This is the best way to keep you safe, you must understand." Logan spoke with grim finality. It was over, for good. Not for them, but for him. Evie could move on as long as he wasnt around.
"Goodbye, Evie."
He hung up before she could reply.
He placed the phone down and picked up the pills with a steady hand. He wasnt afraid, he was sure of what had to be done.
He poured out half of the bottle into his hands. That would be enough to do the trick. He swallowed them all as quickly as he could. It would be over soon, he told himself. Very soon.
Logan was slightly surprised that the effects were not imediate. He shrugged and grabbed the pen and paper. He began writing. The message was small, but it was the reason for it all.
He clutched his stomach suddenly, doubling over in pain. His head struck the table as he rolled off of the couch. His body was limp for a moment, but began to twitch. he arched his back and screamed, rolling onto his side and pressing his face into the floor. This hurt more then he had expected.
Time passed, and finaly his body grew still. His hand still clutched the note.
"Because I Love You."
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 16:18:35 GMT -5
When Logan called Evie was excited, only until she heard his words. IT wasn't right,s he wasn't going to leave him or let him leave her. He was what she needed to live, maybe he didn't understand that. With a quick thought, Evie stole her Aunt and Uncle's car and flew to Logans, taking ever short cut and going as fast as she possibly could. By the time she reached the apartment she swore she was too late.
When she saw Logan on the floor clutching a note she started to cry. "YOu can't die on me, I won't let you." Wit that she started CPR and everything she could to get him to wake up and puke. Gross as it sounded that's what needed to happen, the pills needed out of the system.
Starting CPR she pressed her lips to his vowing that she would kill herself if this didn't work.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 18:33:53 GMT -5
Evie was the first thing Logan saw when he opened his eyes. He thought it must be heaven at first, but there was to much pain for that. His body spasmed, and he rolled away from her. He lifted himself up with shaky hands and threw up. He heaved once before doubling over in pain again and dropping next to her. His whole body shook, and he was screaming over the ringing in his ears. He caught a glimps of the phone sitting in a pool of blood. he wasnt sure where it had come from. Then he remembered his head. His hands spread across the floor. Pills from the bottle scattered at his tpouch. Evie must have seen them and known what to do. He dug his fingernails into the floor, trying to stop his body from moving.
Logan opened his mouth to call out to Evie, but all that came out was a slight groan as he folded in on himself.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 18:36:10 GMT -5
"Lay down, but say on your side, you need to be able to throw up." She said hurrying to his kitching and grabing whatever she could find and put it into a glass. The most vial of concotions she could make. "Drink this... yes I know it's gross but you need to drink it so you can throw up, we need those pills out of your system and this is the quickest route." She basically shoved the drink down his throat.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 18:46:02 GMT -5
Logan was about to refuse, but the vile goo was being shoved into his mouth. He had no choice but to swallow.
"Let me...die," He said, stuggling to free himself from her arms that were holding him in this life. He rolled over again to vomit. This was horrible, not the scene he had wanted for his death. But Evie was forcing it on him. He threw up once more before lying still. He had lost all energy and will to move.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 18:49:01 GMT -5
"I will not let you die on me. If you die I'm going with you." She said grabbing the razor from his table and holding it to her throat. "YOu will not die unless you want to see my blood shed." Evie threatedned before shoving more vile goo down his throat. By the amont that was already out of him there was only a little left then the poison would be out of his body.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 18:55:52 GMT -5
"Stop..." Logan croaked out before vomiting yet again. He reached out a blood-soaked hand and grabbed her wrist.
"Please, this world needs you. Dont. You put that razor down," he said sternly. But then his eyes softened and his hand dropped from her wrist. He let his head fall back in defeat.
"You know, you have never said so many words to me before in such a short amout of time." He closed his eyes, and his hand felt around for her's.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 18:57:59 GMT -5
"That's because I love you and I don't want to see you die." Evie said as a whisper in his ear. With a quick thought, she called 911 on her cell. "My boyfriend overdosed on painkillers please he's not doing well." After she hung up she layed in Logans arms, putting his arms around her keeping her safe.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 20:15:03 GMT -5
Logan tried to hug his girlfriend. If he did die, that would be the way to go. But he couldnt move his arms. He smiled wearily when Evie put his arms around her for him.
"I love you to, Evie. Thats why im supposed to die." He was stuck on this decision, if only he could get her to see things his way.
"I slept with another woman," He offered, hoping this reminder would change her mind.
He winced suddenly. The pain was making it hard for jokes. His head fell to the side and he stared at the floor. A shiver creeped down his spine.
"Im cold," He said quietly. "And it hurts."
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 20:35:05 GMT -5
"You're going to be okay Logan, I'll make sure I promise. Nothing bad will happen while I'm here." She made sure he could hold her by taking his arms and holding them around her body. "I will never leave you."
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 20:44:03 GMT -5
It was getting hard for Logan to see. But he wouldnt tell Evie. She had enough to worry about. He blinked a few times so that he could make out her shape against his body. He didnt need his sight to know what she looked like, though. He had that image of her laughing in his mind, just as he had wanted.
It hurt, yes, but Evie was there to comfort him. Everything would be alright.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 20:46:51 GMT -5
Evie refused to lose hope. He was going to be just fine, she loved him so much she had to believe it. Taking one hand from where she was holding his she placed it on his face. Sweet silence but not happy. As she stroked his face she could feel how cold he was getting and that wasn't a good sign.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 20:58:05 GMT -5
Logan lifted his hands to her face with the last of his strength.
"Just incase....." He brushed some hair from her face, where he knew it always fell. "I love you."
Though his body was cold, his smile was warm. He meant it, he really did.
The door slammed open and a hoard of people dressed in scrubs rushed in. They took one look at Logan before rushing to his side and picking his limp body off of the ground. His eyes had closed.
"Get him out of here. Go!" Most of the men started pulling his body from the room. They had yanked Evie out of the way, and now one of the police was probing her with questions.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 21:07:56 GMT -5
Evie wasn't speaking she just wanted to be with Logan. She tried her best to communicate wothout words but it wasn't working. With much strength, she moved to Logans side and held his hand. "I love you too." She said the words as a whisper in his ear, the only way those words should be said from Evie to Logan. Holding onto his hand she refused to be moved.
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