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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 19:01:23 GMT -5
Noelle groaned, reaching up to snatch away the pillow. "My hair's never gonna curl if you keep with that!" She complained, sitting up so she was straddling him. She started messing with his hair, swishing it this way and that before she finally draped her arms over him, kissing his nose. "Stop messing up my hair."
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 27, 2012 19:03:36 GMT -5
Richard laughed, shaking his hair out some. "Well I'm not a girly girl, I don't need to curl mine," He teased, wrinkling his nose at the kiss. He kissed her forehead gently. "I guess you'll have to wash it again," He taunted, nudging her gently before wrapping his arms back around her again.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 19:07:48 GMT -5
She leaned against him, hugging him tightly. She felt like she was the luckiest person in the world at the moment, being in his arms. She closed her eyes, laying her head on his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his torso. "I can hear your heart beat." She said, then held her breath so she could hear it better. She yawned, moving so she was leaning against his chest again.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 27, 2012 19:09:43 GMT -5
Richard smiled fainty. "Yeah?" He breathed, couldn't believe she was in his arms. He glanced at Sedrick, who was asleep, holding the puppy protectively in his lap, and realized that perhaps his brother had come closer to death than he thought.
He yawned again, closing his eyes.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 19:13:03 GMT -5
Noelle ran her hand slowly over his chest, listening to his heart beat. She held tightly to his shirt, slowly drifting to sleep despite knowing it was a bad idea. She knew she was only going to have nightmares. She always did when she took naps. She tucked her legs up close to him, trying to stay warm despite the cold she always felt.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 27, 2012 19:55:21 GMT -5
Richard hugged her close, beginning to drift to sleep as well. He shifted his weight some, relaxing beneath her, and was soon asleep. The light sleeper he was when first starting, though, he was aware of everything.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 20:07:30 GMT -5
Noelle slept soundly for a good fifteen minutes before she started to wheeze, holding tighter to Richard. She started to cough, and sat up, leaning over the sofa as she started to gag. She got up, walking to the bathroom sleepily. She leaned against the counter, putting her head in her arms. She was trying her hardest to breathe, but it was getting harder and harder until she finally sat down, leaning her head against the wall.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 27, 2012 20:14:12 GMT -5
Richard felt her moving around and stretched, groaning sleepily. Getting up, he rubbed at his eyes and wandered to the open bathroom, leaning in the doorway. "Hey..you okay?" He mumbled. "You need your treatment pr something?" He stretched quietly, stomach growling. "Mm.."
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 20:29:00 GMT -5
Noelle stopped breathing before she finally caught her breath, relief washing over her. She knew she couldn't die again, but that fear still washed over her everytime she couldn't breathe. She shook her head, sitting up and fixing her dress before she laid down again, closing her eyes. She yawned, pulling herself to her feet even if she wanted to sleep. She knew she would just feel sick again. She helped Richard to his feet, looking him over before she wandered downstairs, rubbing at her eyes.
"Noelle, it's time for your-" Her mom started.
"NO!" She screamed, and darted back up the stairs.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 27, 2012 20:40:44 GMT -5
But Richard was right behind her on her way down and wrapped his arms firmly around her, hugging her tight so she couldn't run. He spun her gently. Holdin onto her arms and searching her face. "Noelle...a little pain it better than constantly the rest of the night.. Please..? Then we can go hang out until dinner and you won't have to worry about it.. I'll even sit with you." He smiled his charming smile, trying to lead her back down the stairs.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 27, 2012 20:51:03 GMT -5
Noelle cried, shaking her head. She didn't want to do it, not again. She hated the way it made her throat and chest hurt. She tried to pull away until she realized she wasn't getting away from him. He was bigger than she was. "Please don't go.. It hurts so bad.." She cried, looking up at him.
"Noelle, your father called your doctor after this morning's treatment and she said if you drink something first it won't hurt as bad, okay? I got you some apple juice.. And your favorite show is on TV again, the one about the Titanic." Her mom said, holding out the cup. Noelle took it, looking hesitantly at her mom before she took a drink of it.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 28, 2012 0:22:06 GMT -5
Richard rubbed her back gently, leading her the rest of the way down the stairs and to the love seat. He sat her down, sitting down next to her and taking her much smaller hand. "Now just watch TV, hm? Don't think about it." He started to rub her back again, humming to himself the same song he had been earlier.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 28, 2012 0:26:44 GMT -5
She finished her juice, holding tightly to his hand as her mom put the mask on her. It still hurt, especially her lungs. But her throat didn't hurt as bad. She pulled Richard's hand into her lap, holding it close as tears fell down her cheeks. But this was probably the first time she didn't fight to take her medicine. She watched the TV, the show she'd seen many times before she curled up at Richard's side.
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Post by richard marcus johnson on Jun 28, 2012 1:28:27 GMT -5
Richard rubbed her side gently, gazing over at the TV as she took his hand. He reached up with his free hand to gently brush her tears away. "It's okay, it'll be done soon.." He murmured soothingly, beginning to hum again absently. He had been practicing the song on guitar, and now it was stuck in his head.
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Post by tisha noelle gillespie on Jun 28, 2012 1:46:03 GMT -5
She kept curled up next to him until her mom came in and took the mask off of her. She smiled at the two of them. "I'm so glad you two get along. You got a nice friend now. And Sedrick's nice too."
"Yeah. I like them." She said quietly, then jumped up. She ran to the kitchen, but her mom had caught the boiling water she had put on to boil hours earlier. She walked back, saw her mom sitting in her chair sewing.
"I already mopped it for you. You guys were having fun." She said with a smile, and Noelle smiled, sitting down a little bit away from Richard, afraid she would get in trouble for liking him.
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