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Post by james on Jul 27, 2011 12:18:08 GMT -5
  James tried to turn over, but that was stopped when he felt a arm around his waist. He remembered where he was. He was sleeping in Carson’s bed, and he was supposed to wake him up now. He didn’t want to. He had woken up earlier in the night and talked to Rayne, and he said that the infirmary was basically empty, meaning if he went, they would have checked him in, then had him stay the night there. So he had decided to just go back to sleep.
He looked over at the sleeping boy and sighed. He didn’t want this, but he promised. He had promised that he would wake him up, but he didn’t want to. He shut his eyes and shook him. He watched as he moved, and pulled the arm off of his body. He sat up and ran his hand through his hair. They had ‘slept’ through the whole night, even though James had woken up, he hadn’t woken up Carson that time. He talked to Rayne and they made the decision of waiting until morning.
“Morning” he said quietly. His voice was raspy and it still hurt to talk. He shut his eyes and sighed. He knew where he was going to be going. He knew what was going to happen. He didn’t want to go. Waking up in a hospital with tubes shoved down your throat and not being able to talk, not knowing where you are is a scary occurrence.
wearing - click
tag - gabby with carson
notes - blah i hate this reply :/
credit - ashybomb @ caution 2.0
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Post by carson on Jul 27, 2011 18:04:09 GMT -5
i'm cutting down you heard the line, [/size] ( WHISKEY IN THE MORNING)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/center] carson had finally let out that he cared about someone other than sammi. not that it wasn't obvious, but he didn't like to admit his feelings. but he did care. he might seem like a cold heartless alcoholic, but all his friends could tell he wasn't. the small things he did, usually no one would catch them, but his friends did. aaron could tell he liked james, even when carson rather not admit it at all. but yesterday, he couldn't help but say it. well kind of say it? he only said that he couldn't believe he even liked james more than a friend, because james was being an ass. he made cc cry, cc wasn't a crier. he was always happy and well the idea that he made both cc and sammi cry, it pissed carson off.
then he found out the boy started drinking again, carson just wanted to punch him. but he couldn't take the chance to hurt he boy even more. which was why he told the infirmary that he might need security, and to have them waiting and went to see what was up. apparently sammi trashed all the alcohol, which was good for carson. just knowing the alcohol was there was so tempting for the alcoholic. he was glad to have it away, now that he was trying to stop, he couldn't end up like james' was that day. he didn't want james like that again, it scared him really good. which was why he hadn't touched a thing of alcohol since.
he was happy and content with his sleeping and dreaming. dreaming of james, which was to say he was smiling most of the night. just knowing that he was next to him, and soon he'll be going to get his throat checked out, well it made carson happy. so when he felt james' shake him, he pulled his arm away and sat up slowly. as his eyes adjusted to sunlight, he blinked. whoa it was morning already. he was happy that james' got to sleep all night. stretching he gave james' a small smile, "morning to you too."
rolling off the bed he stood up and looked down at the boy on his bed,"lets get ready." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
whiskey in the morning one more time , [/size] ( CAN'T STOP DRINKING )[/center] words: three hundred eighty sixoutfit: heretags: eliza with jamesnotes: carson<3tmusic: whiskey in the morning by buckcherry [/font][/left] |
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Post by james on Jul 27, 2011 21:16:28 GMT -5
James sighed when Carson said to get ready. He shook his head, and got on the school chat to be able to talk to him. He knew that Carson was going to get dressed before going, so he had a little time before he got on, but soon enough he was on. He had also just said how he had talked to Rayne the night before. Carson immediately exploded.
He sat down on his bed with his laptop and just stared at the screen. He knew that Carson was pissed. He didn’t know what to do. He finally gave in and let Carson take him to the infirmary, but stole his phone to stay on the chat. He needed some type of comfort from the others saying that it’d be fine.
Although some of the things that Rayne was saying wasn’t making him want to go at all. He stopped in the hallway, and looked over at Carson before handing back his phone for a little. He was going to not go if Rayne kept up with it, but he didn’t hear the chat going off anymore so they must have stopped talking.
He began walking again and sighed. He didn’t want this. He wanted to go back to the room and drink some alcohol, maybe smoke some cigarettes and overall have fun. But of course, none of the guys were having anything to do with that. They didn’t want him drinking so they wouldn’t drink. It was horrible for him.
When they finally got to the infirmary they were instructed to sit down and someone would be with them soon. He sighed and sat down, putting his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. He wanted to go back to the room. Right about now seemed good.
wearing - click
tag - marcie with sammi
notes - blah i hate this reply :/
credit - ashybomb @ caution 2.0
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Post by carson on Jul 29, 2011 18:34:14 GMT -5
i'm cutting down you heard the line, [/size] ( WHISKEY IN THE MORNING)- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] carson couldn't handle this anymore, he thought it'd be a good time to take a shower, so he had gone to do so. hoping to give james enough time to get up and get ready, and well just get in the right mindset to go. he had a long talk with the boy the night before, persuading him to go. only if carson went with, and they left if anything bad was going to happen. hopefully james still wasn't afraid, and well when he got out of the showers, and dressed, he turned the chat on, and walked towards his room. then he saw it, james woke up. okay so it wasn't that big of a deal, but it hurt carson. he hated lying, and well promises being broken.
so he exploded on james, that boy could be so damn ridiculus and stubborn, and well carson's yelling didn't help any and well carson knew that. he let himself calm down and when james' finally decided he'd go, he snatched carson's phone. which didn't bother him any, cause he could care less about who was on. james was standing next to him, and sammi was probably off doing who knew what. so he just let james have the phone, when they got to the infirmary, he sat down next to the boy, ready to jump up and bitch to hurry the process up some.
looking at james, carson sighed, he didn't want to see the boy upset, but he didn't want to see him hurt either. and well, he'd have to get over this feeling some how, and well carson wasn't gonna let him just walk up and leave unless there was a good reason. and that was needles and tubes. "james. it's going to be fine. i told you over a million times." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
whiskey in the morning one more time , [/size] ( CAN'T STOP DRINKING )[/center] words: three hundred and seventeenoutfit: heretags: eliza with jamesnotes: kind of suckishmusic: whiskey in the morning by buckcherry [/font][/left] |
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