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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 3:42:18 GMT
Lauren Skyes: At the thought of Drew as missing, Lauren kind of er - lost it.
Tears broke by the barriers of her eyes and flooded her cheeks and she shoved the iron fruit basket off of the counter roughly. While that and tons of fruit crashed to the ground she was already hysterically throwing more things; a pile of bills and newspapers, some plastic cups and soda bottles. One hand still clutched her stomach as she cried out every time she threw things to the ground. The expression on her face was contorted in pain, her movements controlled by her anger at herself an dismay at everything that was happening. It was kind of heartbreaking to watch actually.
She'd moved to the other side of the kitchen where one of her favorite family glass dinner plates was. With a shriek of anguish she gripped it roughly with her hands and threw it at the ground; shattering to pieces.
Her fingers went up to scrape her scalp as she fell to her knees, tripping actually, but too upset to get back up. Her shoulders heaved and she sobbed there, too many emotions to name running through her brain.
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 3:54:16 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Bastian watched Lauren calmly, his expression serious as he let her anger run its course. Even if he would have to clean most of it up; he only moved when something came flying his way making Bastian duck. And when Lauren gripped the plate, he began to protest quietly, “Lauren honestly—” he was interrupted by the shatters of the plate and her continual sobbing.
Slowly, as though she would hit him for something; Bastian kneeled by her and hugged Lauren tightly. His fingers ran through her hair, feeling his shoulder and chest get wet with her salty tears.
“Shh. She’ll be fine, Drew was upset about the news with her new sibling. We’ll find her and bring her around.” Bastian reassured himself and Lauren.
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 4:01:51 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren wasn't in the touchy mood. She fought against his hold, elbowing his ribs and shaking her hair wildly from it's pony tail. Her body slumped over from being poised on her tippy toes and into the cabinet next to them, angry sobs still choking out of her. "I lost them both. It's all my fault, don't you get it?" she was yelling at him, but really she it was towards herself. Her body shuddered again, her voice hysterical. "Both my babies are gone!" she hissed through gritted teeth, slumped in a fetal like position next to Bastian. She was too ashamed to except his affection. And she was so upset she didn't even really realize what she'd just said. Internally she hoped he didn't notice and thought she was rambling, but why was she so stupid? Fucking idiot, you lost both your children.
Another bout of tears consumed her again, strands of hair sticking to her wet cheeks and making it hard to see now.
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 4:09:11 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; There was a pause, Bastian letting it sink in; his mind reeling as he stared with green eyes. “Both?” Bastian asked quietly, remembering Drew’s birth and the still born they never had or had a chance to live. But still…unless it was the situation bringing back old haunts Bastian had to be sure. “What do you mean, both Lauren?” He asked, moving away from her slightly, releasing his wife from his grasp. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 4:15:28 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren's mouth quivered as she met his eyes. Busted.
What else did she have to lose? Well, Bastian, but she wasn't thinking about that. "The babies dead Bastian," she said it so cold like it sent a shiver down her spine. But her blue eyes never left his, her bottom lip still shaking. "I killed it," she felt sick all of a sudden, and had to look away from him. Her fingers tightly gripped her sides as she bent over once more in the opposite direction. "Hannah took me to the clinic and there was no heartbeat," she cried, shaking her head. She should've told him. He didn't deserve to hear this from her like this. Bastian hadn't done anything wrong. And yet, she was turning all her anger onto him and been so vicious. Maybe she needed to go to Hannah's. Oh God, what had her life come to?
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 4:22:49 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; “You weren’t hanging out, oh god.” Bastian felt his hand press to his mouth as he stood up suddenly, feet moving in a pacing motion. He was more horrified about this, when he was young and stupid, Bastian barely listened to any of the things the doctor said; he wasn’t prepared for knowing after having one child they could lose the second one. Okay, it probably was possible but the news wasn’t shocking any less. His green eyes flashed to Lauren, sympathetic but not about to help her up.
It was natural, he had to remind himself, but still.
He gripped the counter, looking over her with mixed emotions. “When were you planning on telling me?” He asked quietly, whispering almost. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 4:28:16 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren just shook her head, not answering him for a few moments. Her body shifted so that she sat on her ass, back pressed against the cabinet behind her and curled into a ball. She pushed the wet hair from her face, lungs still shuddering from crying so hard. A few tears leaked here and there.
"Today. Tomorrow. I don't know," she choked, pressing the back of her hand to her lips shakily. Inhaling deeply, she pressed her head against the cabinet and looked up at him. "I didn't know what to do."
Her lips trembled and then another wave of tears came. This was all too much. It was so hard to gaze into his eyes or even in his vicinity and it killed her. She'd fucked up with this one. Big shocker.
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 4:34:38 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair. Like in his teenager days, the strands stuck up on end and made Bastian look more worried. Without saying another word, he turned around. “There is nothing to be done,” he stated like his father would. Which was scary, because Bastian doesn’t want to be like his father. “It wasn’t your fault.” He tried to convince himself and her, failing as his voice cracked slightly. Vision blurring as Bastian’s grip on the counter edge tightened.
“Let’s just focus on getting Drew home now, I’ll stay up; you should rest.” |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 4:37:52 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren didn't want to be away from him; and it startled her how much he sounded like his father. She stared widely up at him, hugging her knees still, a bit shocked. "Bastian c-can we talk about this?" she offered, even though she knew she'd already fucked things up beyond repair.
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 4:44:42 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Biting his lip, “later.” Bastian said, focusing on the clock as it ticked to 10 PM. Like his father, it was always later and never now and never any time. But he wasn’t his father, Bastian reminded himself only to come back to how much he was acting like the man before Lauren; always at work and never with family.
Bastian made family important though.
But he also had his priorities, Drew was a priority.
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 4:48:54 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren watched him quietly before sliding her hand up the cabinet slowly, gripping it so she could get to her shaky feet. She pulled her shawl around her tighter, clutching the same spot she had almost all night. Her heart and body felt as numb and thick as lead; standing there observing Bastian sadly before turning to go upstairs. She felt heart broken and dumb and wow she'd fucked up.
After a while she made it to their bedroom. She slammed the door behind her, slumping towards their bed, and curled into a ball on it while crying. (Isn't she just the sexiest thing hehehe)
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 4:58:21 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; His own body slumped to the ground, without much will to get back up he organized the things near him but in the end Bastian stared at the clock. His green eyes closing for a minute only to wake up and find it midnight. He tried to get more things tidied up and even checked his phone and the home phone to empty messages such as “did you find her?” and other likes.
Sitting on the couch, his eyes closed and blinked open at 2 AM. Bastian sat up, rubbing his eyes because damn, he didn’t notice when Duke started to lay on his chest and restrict his air. Petting the ears lightly, he stared at the blank tv screen; quiet, thoughtful, hurt, angry, if it was possible to be a rainbow of emotions Bastian was leading to the fucking pot of gold. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 5:06:05 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren had cried herself to sleep, evidently. Her body was still curled in the fetal position, and her muscles were some what relaxed due to exhaustion. But her brain was going crazy with nightmares.
"I will take everything away from you. You're happiness, your dreams. Everything, like you took them from me," Andrew board down, his eyes crazed and his grip on her shirt tight. Lauren wiggled beneath him, trying to get away, but he had her pinned on a cliff of some sort. Her hair floated in the breeze below her as he pushed her harder into the rock. His fist was threatening to push her off of the cliff, into the dark abyss.
"You're not real! You're dead!" she thought her subconscious cried, because it knew the truth. Andrew's eyes turned darker.
"That's what you think," he sneered and soon Lauren was free falling down down down, Andrew disappearing from her vision as she fell into blackness.
Jolting upwards, Lauren hadn't noticed she'd screamed out in her sleep, only after another blood curdling cry came out as an aftermath.
When she felt around her to make sure she wasn't falling, she felt wet liquid between her fingers. Looking down at them with a panting chest, she saw blood underneath her nails and a few drops littering the lines of her hands. The trail of red led to her stomach where her shirt was torn open and deep, thick scratch marks lined her stomach.
She'd clawed herself in her sleep, apparently, but not awake enough to fathom it, she yelled out again.
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Post by shades on Feb 3, 2014 12:58:36 GMT
Bastian Skyes ; ; Bastian jerked from yet another dozing, rolling off the couch and onto Duke with a yelp of their respective species. The young man was making his way upstairs in haste as the dog barked at the racket and dangerous noises; running for Lauren and Bastian’s room ahead of his human. Tripping on the stairs and practically throwing himself into their room, wild green eyes fell prey onto Lauren as he quickly rushed towards her.
on the bed, cupping her cheeks in his palms he breathed. “Lauren, Lauren,” he tried to shake her from the cruel world she was stuck in. His pale green eyes glistening lightly in the glow of the moonlight from the window, glassy and far off with the sudden awakening and horror of his wife.
“Look at me Lauren,” Bastian snapped in the fatherly tone he had accumulated over the years. “I’m here, you’re fine, we’ll clean up and make some calls and find Drew.” His gaze traveled towards her stomach, hissing at the sight of it. It wasn’t deep, but Bastian had gotten off with less during sex; she really clawed herself. |
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Post by Maple ♥ on Feb 3, 2014 15:26:24 GMT
Lauren Skyes: Lauren's gaze finally landed on Bastian, though crazed, and brought her from her dream world she'd been living in only moments before. When she realized it was him and not Andrew, a sob of relief gasped from her trembling lips and she immediately clung to him in a hug. Her tears were frequent and her body was sore - oh man it was sore - and all she could do was curl up in his grasp pitifully.
"A-Andrew," she croaked out, wincing at the name on her tongue and nuzzling into Bastian more. "He was back," she murmured in his shirt. And then she remembered how Drew was still missing and the loss of her other baby and that just caused more crying. "I'm so sorry Bastian. It's all my fault."
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