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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 2:50:38 GMT -5
He blinked. "You--you got those pills from Sharkey's?? The Opium den in Brooklyn?? Erin!"
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 2:56:47 GMT -5
She was shaking now, and vomited at his feet.
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:03:31 GMT -5
"Oh, geez, Erin!" He gathered her up, bringing her inside. "Mom! Something's wrong with Erin!"
Mrs. Jacobs came in from the kitchen, frowning, as David laid Erin on the couch. "What happened?"
"I dunno, she's been takin' these pills for her pain, and now she threw up!"
((So I just remembered that his mother's name was Esther, and I'm sort of wondering if David was Jewish after all??))
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:06:07 GMT -5
((haha i think so! but it doesnt matter. he can be half too!!))
Erin was moaning in pain, and grabbed David's hand. "Noo...your mom...don't...." She shouldn't have came! Now his mother would truly hate her!
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:11:53 GMT -5
((Whoo!))
David shushed her as soothingly as he could, his mother coming over to feel her forehead. Esther frowned, "She's warm. Sarah, put some tea to boil."
David looked down at Erin, worried. "Erin, it'll be okay, I promise."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:16:03 GMT -5
Zippy blinked at him. "P-please.... take me home." She felt uncomfortable here. His family. They weren't her's. They were his. And she was about to throw up again...
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:18:54 GMT -5
Esther brought a wastebasket for her, along with a wet washcloth to put on her forehead. "Hush now, dear. You're not going anywhere."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:23:18 GMT -5
Zippy looked at Esther in horror before throwing up into the wastebasket, choking back sobs. "Please don't hate me."
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:28:15 GMT -5
Esther sighed, brushing her hair back. "Sweetheart, we don't hate you. We just...worry."
David took the tea from Sarah once it was ready, blowing over the mug before holding it to Zippy's lips. "Drink this, sweetie. It'll make you feel better."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:31:05 GMT -5
Zippy shook her head. "I can't. I can't." She was shaking again, goosebumps all over her body. And she was running a fever
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:35:41 GMT -5
David murmured to her softly. "You can, Erin. Just take a sip." He helped her drink, while his mother frowned, thinking.
"There isn't' much to be done, David. She just needs to work it out of her system."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:37:43 GMT -5
She took a sip, gagging it back up. She was sobbing, shaking uncontrollably. This was a nightmare. An honest to god nightmare.
"Eli." She muttered. Eli would be wondering where she was.
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:42:37 GMT -5
David brushed his hand over her forehead. "We'll tell Eli. It's fine, sweetie." Sarah ran off to do just that.
Esther patted Erin's forehead with the wash cloth. "Erin, you have to stop taking whatever you've been taking."
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Post by Zippy on Jan 2, 2012 3:45:53 GMT -5
Erin nodded, feeling oddly comfortable now that Eli was on his way and that Esther was so darn soothing.
Having a mother around was really something. Zippy reminded herself to force David to spend more time with her. "My insides....I think I'm dying." She looked at David, squeezing his hand. "If I die, take care of Eli?"
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Post by David on Jan 2, 2012 3:49:51 GMT -5
David frowned at her. "You're not gonna die, Erin. You just gotta get rid of those damn pills." He kissed her cheek, then whispered in her ear so no one else could hear. "I need you, Erin. You can't leave me."
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