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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 2:48:43 GMT
"What do you mean, 'I'm healed?'" I asked Tim, my co-worker, friend and as of right now, healer. I wasn't really positive how I should be reacting right now.. Did he really just mean what he said? Or was this some sort of terrible idea of joke? Because that is what it felt like to me right now. I didn't have a good chance.. I'm supposed to be dead.. I think I was actually okay with dying.. somehow.
Tim smiled and laughed a bit, "Riley, you're healed." He said again, slightly joyously as he grinned toward me.
I shook my head again, though not being able to hide the small smile I seemed to have caught from him. This just didn't make sense to me though.. still.
"But, how?" I asked a moment later, shaking my head again. I didn't feel healed. I still felt like I was hit by a bus.. and I still quite sore... but that could be tied into the pretty much moving as least as I could the past days I'd been here. "I don't feel healed.." I commented sort of quietly, glancing down at myself for a moment as if I would be able to tell that I wasn't injured anymore.. or that they've messed up and they only thought they healed me.
I didn't want to take this too much to heart though before I really could believe that I was okay.. I should probably wait a few days.. and actually, it probably would be a month until I felt sure enough that I was going to live before getting too excited..
But that didn't mean I wasn't happy and definitely didn't mean I didn't want to tell somebody.
Even though I would rather be calm about this and not get excited.. it was inevitable because I seemed to do just that after a few moments of thinking about it. I wished someone was here. My mum, or dad.. my sister.. Arden would be nice. Even Charlotte or Riyann. Hell, anyone would be nice to see right now. I'd go as far to say that I was so happy, that I wouldn't even mind if Logan was standing next to me.. taunting me.. or poking me with his wand trying to annoy me.
"I'll go over it with you in great detail later." He said with a faint laugh, flipping through my charts in his hands. "I don't know how we did it, but we did.. It was just a really slow process.." He paused. "Actually, another day and you probably wouldn't be here."
I nodded slightly, still smiling a bit as I sat up in my bed.
"I've got a few things to take care of.. so um.." He flipped my chart shut. "Just don't make any sudden movements... be careful... And if you think something's wrong, just call for someone."
I nodded again and he pulled out a paper from my charts, handing it to me. I read it and found that it was a list of things I could no longer do.. and restrictions for the next few months. "Thanks." I said glancing up to him again.
He nodded. "It's good to have you back, Riley." He said before smiling again and leaving my room.
I read through the list again.
Now what was I supposed to do? I couldn't exactly call anybody.. and I couldn't leave Mungos.. So I guess now I just have to wait.. I seemed to be quite lucky to be living still, so maybe I could have just a bit more luck and someone would stop by.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 14:34:45 GMT
I really don't want to go in there; not again. I don't think the mood I'm in will do him any favors, and what's the point, anyway? Soon he'll be gone and then what the hell matters? But despite how often I think about just turning around and going back home to... cry or something, I don't know... my feet keep moving forward against my own will. And I do want to see him, deep down, even if it's the last time. Of course I want to see him. So despite all the times that I nearly turned around, it isn't very long before I'm outside his door again, hesitantly knocking. ((Short but eh...  )) |
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 16:22:58 GMT
I was reading over the paper again, just at loss of what I should be doing with myself. So I was glad when I heard a small knock on my door. Frankly, I was sick of reading that I couldn't drink.. but that was probably a good thing anyway. "Come on in." I said as I looked over to the door with a small smile. [[ quite alright cos mine is too ]] |
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 16:29:09 GMT
I don't think I quite realized how scared I was that he might be dead already until I feel the rush of relief that he is not. Not that it makes much difference in the long run, but I want him to be there as long as possible.
"Hey." I smile very faintly as I open the door and step in slowly, mood beaten down just a little by the relief. "How're you?"
Stupid question, but it's all I could think of.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 16:36:08 GMT
I smiled back to her as she walked inside slowly. I wasn't really sure how I should tell her this. I mean, I guess it didn't really matter considering what I was telling her, but still.
".. I'm actually really good." I said wanting her to come closer to me. I set the paper I was holding down on the table and moved faintly, sitting up, wincing faintly. It still hurt, but I wasn't dying, so I didn't much care. I knew it was going to get better and that's all that mattered right now.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 16:39:44 GMT
I raise my eyebrows at that but decide not to say anything despite the How the hell can you be good? Since when are you okay with dying? that's popped into my brain, and instead smile faintly again. "Well, that's good...."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 16:43:56 GMT
I smiled and nodded faintly. "I'm happy you stopped by."
"How're you doing?" I asked a moment later, even though really, the next thing I should be saying is that I have something to tell her. But for some reason, that's the first thing that pops out of my mouth. Must be habit or something.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 16:49:34 GMT
"I'm... all right." I shrug slightly. Considering my best friend is dying and I think I'm giving up on the guy I'm in love with. What the hell kind of question is that, anyway?
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 16:52:49 GMT
I nodded slightly, "I've got some good news." I said a moment later as I looked over to her, smiling a bit. I had thought for a moment to fake her out and tell her the exact opposite, but as soon as I thought it, I seriously wondered what was wrong with me becuase that would not have been remotely funny.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 16:55:57 GMT
"... Oh?" I ask cautiously, mind blanking out immediately because what in the hell could possibly pass for good news?
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 16:59:47 GMT
I smiled and nodded again. "They think they've healed me." I said as I smiled over to her. I knew that sounded sort of sudden, but I wasn't really how else I could say it.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 17:08:50 GMT
I stare at him a moment, blink twice, and try very hard to control the swooping, oh-my-god-that's-wonderful feeling because I don't dare believe I heard him correctly.
"Say again? I... I thought you were dying."
And I know there was a very small chance of this, but I let myself believe that there was none because it was easier that way.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 17:12:11 GMT
"I was.. actually I'd probably be dead right now if they hadn't." I said with a faint shrug, over to her. "My healer was just in here and they said that I should be careful, but that they healed me." I explained to her with a smile. Because being careful is much better than dying.. by far.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 17:19:24 GMT
I walk slowly forward and sit gingerly on his bed again, still staring at him. "Are you saying that you're going to be okay?"
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 17:21:59 GMT
I smiled and nodded again to what she said as she sat down on my bed, staring at me. It wasn't really the easiest thing to believe, but it was true.. unless something else horrible is going to happen, that is. "Yeah, he hasn't gone over details or anything yet.. but all I have to do is take it easy for a while."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 17:25:21 GMT
I finally half-laugh at that, finally letting myself crack just a little so that it can all start to seep through. If I let it all soak in at once and the it turns out to be wrong I don't think I can take it, but I will let it in little by little and now there's enough that can't stop a grin, reaching out to hug him.
"Are you absolutely sure? Or if you don't take it easy will that mess you up again?" I ask, still hugging him.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 17:31:12 GMT
I grin a bit when I see hers and hug her back after a short moment. I don't know why, but I'm still always surprised when Arden hugs me.. even in situations like this.. and after everything that's happened.
"Well, I mean, I'm sure if I do something ridiculous it wouldn't be very good... but I'm not planning on it." I said, hugging her a bit more, closing for a few moments. For most injuries that seems to be the deal. Yes, I'm healed.. and I wish I could give her a more straight forward answer, but I don't know how they healed me, so I couldn't. "But as long as I do what they say, I should be fine."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 17:35:02 GMT
I half-laugh again, crying now as well, and kiss him on the cheek before I pull away and wipe my eyes. "That's... that's insane, but in a completely amazing and wonderful way."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 17:39:21 GMT
I grinned lightly, feeling her kiss my cheek and then watching as she pulls away, wiping her eyes. Was she crying? She didn't even cry when I told her that I was dying. But either way it didn't really matter. I nodded at what she said, "And sort of unbelievable." I added with a faint chuckle. All this movement still hurt though, which I was sort of questioning, but I'm sure it was fine.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 3, 2009 17:43:00 GMT
"Just a bit, yes," I laugh shakily. "But it'd damn well better be true, because... because otherwise I'll really have to hurt something."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 3, 2009 17:45:35 GMT
I laughed a little bit and nodded, wiping my eye after a moment as well. Maybe that whole crying thing was catchy. "I'm going to help you hurt something if it's not true." I smiled.
"I'd say it's a safe bet though.. they even gave me a list of things I can't do." I chuckle.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 4, 2009 1:06:05 GMT
"Which you damn well better follow or I'll hurt you instead," I say immediately.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 4, 2009 1:59:49 GMT
I laughed faintly and nodded, "I promise.." I said smiling to her.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 4, 2009 2:01:55 GMT
"Good." I smile back, more genuinely than I have in quite a while. "Because I don't want to ever think I'm losing you again, all right? Much less actually go through it."
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 4, 2009 2:11:15 GMT
I smiled and nodded a little bit. "I'll try not to make that happen then.." I said looking over to her. "I don't really want to do that to you.."
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 4, 2009 2:16:37 GMT
"Good," I say again, nodding. "You'd better not."
And I'm struck by a sudden urge to kiss him... buit there's no way in hell I'm going to do that yet again.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 4, 2009 2:21:58 GMT
I smiled and nodded, "I won't.. not on purpose at least." I said with a faint chuckle. I paused, "Can I hug you again?" I asked a moment later.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 4, 2009 2:30:33 GMT
"Sure...." I laugh slightly, pulling him close again. I feel, at the moment, like I'll never get tired of this.
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Post by Riley Pearson on Apr 4, 2009 2:34:28 GMT
I laughed a little and smiled, hugging her back. "Thank you." I said sort of quietly. I didn't know what else to do other than this.. though I do know one thing, well, two things. The first one being that I really loved hugging her, and the second being that I really wanted out of this bed, even if I didn't feel that great.
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Post by Arden Patricks on Apr 4, 2009 2:35:46 GMT
"Not a problem." I laugh again slightly. "Not at all."
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