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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 21:20:04 GMT -5
"He is on round-the-clock suicide watch," The nurse explained to a silent Evie, who was trying to see into the hospital room.
"Mr. Chey is also being monitored for any signs of insanity. We fear that that if the OD didnt injure his brain, then the drug withdrawls will. Wich reminds me, Mr. Chey has refused to take any additional heavy medication, in fear of further addiction. We cant get him to change his mind." The nurse was about to let Evie in, but had a second though. "He isnt going to be the same after our first dose of drugs wears off. Withdrawls are not a pretty thing." With that she stepped out of the way to let Evie see her boyfriend.
Logan was lying completly still, alone in the cold room. Blankets were pulled across his body so that all you could see was his face and head, which was entirely shaved. The doctors had removed his hair to give him stitches across his scalp from the fall. The only sound in the room was the slow and steady beaping of the monitors. Logan's eyes were closed and his face was tilted to the side. This was the first time Evie had seen him since their arrival at the hospital.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 21:29:35 GMT -5
Evie stood there wating for the nurse to let her in. She only caught about every other thing the lady said because she was trying to see Logan, she was trying to get into the hospital. When the lady finally stopped talking and let her in, Evie walked slowly.
The sight of him all broken made her want to cry. She walked slowly into the room and just stood there. In her hand was the picture she had drawn of him and her iwhen they first met in the art room. Figuring it would cheer him up, she put it up right across from his bed, so when he stared straight there it would be. Maybe if he looked at that picture everytime he had withdrawls it would help him through it.
After making sure the picture was perfect she went to his bedside. Running her hand over his now bald head, Evie kissed the top of it. "Hey sweetie." She smiled lightly trying to keep him awake.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 16, 2007 21:49:27 GMT -5
Something wasnt right.
"Where the hell did my hair go?" He groaned. "I told them not to. I told them not to."
He blinked open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was blue. Evie was staring back at him, her beautiful eyes glazed with tears.
"Please dont cry. I dont look that terrible, do I?" He lifted his arms out from under the blanket. Each had two IV's burrowed inside.
"Im broken," He said in a wisper. "How can we fly away if I dont have any wings to carry us?"
Logan looked up at Evie. His eyes were watering, but he blamed it on his lack of peaceful sleep.
"How long have I been out?" He looked out across the room for the first time, and his face broke with a smile.
Their picture. A picture of a different world, a better world, that belonged only to them.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 16, 2007 22:35:44 GMT -5
"You hurt your head in the fall, they needed to stitch it up. " Evie continuing to stroke his head lightly, spoke in the soft whispers she knew Logan loved. "You fixed my wings as I will mend yours my love."
Looking around the room she saw that the picture was the only thing of color. No matter how hard one tried it was hard to miss. "You were out for 9 hours. I've been here except for when I went and got the picture and a few other things."
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 17, 2007 17:53:43 GMT -5
"Evie...that means it about 5 in the morning. What are you still doing here? Go home, get rest. Do your parents even know where you are?" Logan stared at their picture. It brought him back to when he had first met her. The first words she had spoken to him. Dont leave me. And yet he had tried. He still felt that it would be best for her. It wasnt safe to have such deep conections.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 17, 2007 21:58:19 GMT -5
"My aunt and uncle know I'm with a dying friend. They are just happy I made a friend they don't know you're a boy yet. Jordan has been oddly nice. Sympathetic almost." She said quietly laying her head on his shoulder as she scooted him over so she could lay with him.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 17, 2007 22:03:14 GMT -5
Logan was happy to have her by his side. He rolled over and fit her into the curve of his body. They might get in trouble for this, but neither of them gave a dam*. He draped his arm over her and pulled her close.
"How kind. When are you leaveing me?" He did not want her to leave. He was afraid of what his mind might do to him if she was not there to watch.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 17, 2007 22:05:23 GMT -5
"Never. You have Evie 24/7 until your better. I will nurse you to heath myself if I have to." Evie said with a smile. She wanted her Logan back and do everything in her power to make it so.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 18, 2007 20:20:52 GMT -5
"Isnt that what doctors are for?" He asked with a chuckle. But he rather disliked doctors, and hospitals for that matter.
He was silent for a long moment.
"When do I get to go home Evie?" That wasnt the only thing on his mind. What if they found out about the drugs? Would he go to jail and have to be away from Evie? Would Shasta get in trouble?
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 18, 2007 20:24:51 GMT -5
"You think a doctor could do a better job than me?" Evie felt offended. "They didn't tell me when you get to go home but I got rid of all the drugs. I didn't want you to leave me so I got rid of the evidence and told Shasta that she needed to lie to the police... I also punched her for taking advantage of you." All of this was said lightly and carelessly like she didn't care what she did was illegal.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 18, 2007 21:22:25 GMT -5
"No, of course I dont think that. No one on earth or beyond can take better care of me then you," Logan said in his deep, velvet voice. He held her cheek and pulled her face to the side so he could kiss it lightly. Then he turned away to gaze at their picture on the wall.
Logan found that he was very tired. He had to speek quietly and take breaks before continuing. He was thankful that Evie waited so patiently for him. She didnt breath a word unless she was sure he was finished. And she knew him to well to make any mistakes.
He finaly took a deep breath and went on.
"Thank you for risking yourself for me. You know you can get into a lot of trouble if we are ever cuaght." He puased again, this time contemplating what to say.
"I would not blame Shasta fully. It was me, too. I never said stop. I took part, Evie."
He was almost desperate for her to be mad at him for this. He felt the need to be punished somehow and be reminded that what he did was wrong.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 18, 2007 21:32:44 GMT -5
"I know you did but I know it was the high working, not you." Her head found that spot on his shoulder too well as she let her eyes shut, but not before looking at their picture on the wall. "I figured you'd like that." Evie said nodding towards the picture.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 18, 2007 21:47:31 GMT -5
"Yes," Logan breathed. "I love it." He twirled her hair around his fingertips absentmindedly. Logan let his head fall against the pillow. He had to shut his eyes now. He pushed one arm under Evie and wrapped the other on over her so that he could snuggle into her for comfort.
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Post by Evie Parker on Oct 18, 2007 21:51:52 GMT -5
"I love you Logan." Evie said in the soft whisper she knew Logan loved as she snuggled deeper into his arms loving the feel of them around her loving how save she felt. It hurt her to see him the way he was, when she closed her eyes she saw the same perfect vampire she fell in love with that day in the art room.
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Post by Logan Chey on Oct 18, 2007 21:55:43 GMT -5
Logan pressed his face into her neck, curled around her like a blanket. He had no words to say for once. It was purely emotion and thought, and he knew that Evie of all people would understand.
He let himself rest in this most comfortable of positions, feeling that he was protected from any mental or psyical illnesses that he had been faced with before.
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