Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 26, 2006 20:43:00 GMT -5
Pete didint belive Lindsay for some odd reason. He recented her slightly at her rebirth. But smiled when he saw the papers, she did die, then came back. "I want to stay... i need to get better for you." He said. He really did need it. He saw a doctor walk in, he hardly paid attention.
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Post by x---Lindsay---> ♥ on May 26, 2006 20:52:23 GMT -5
Lindsay just smiled at him and gave him a hug. "Well theres no doubt I'm staying. I was in a coma. They aren't going to release me like that." she giggled. Yes, she was in a rather odd, crazy mood. Probably because she was so happy to be alive right now.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 26, 2006 20:54:05 GMT -5
Pete smiled. He wasent mad at her per say, but mad at her attitude now. She was happy, she wanted to live. Pete wanted to die. She obviously wanted to change, Pete still wanted to die. And he started to cry slightly. He was so glad she was happy, but now he was messed up alone, it seemed like he had no one.
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Post by x---Lindsay---> ♥ on May 26, 2006 21:10:05 GMT -5
"What's wrong?" she asked. A frown slowly developed on her face. She looked at him with sympathetic eyes. Her life seemed to be going in a better direction. His seemed to be getting worst. She gave him a hug and said, "It'll be okay." Thats all Lindsay could offer to him. But she was now postitive it would be.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 26, 2006 21:14:25 GMT -5
"I just don't wnt to live anymore." He cried to here, doctors stayed away as if Lindsay was god herself for coming back to life and let her help him. "Look what i did, you could have died. You could have died cause i was an idiot. If he just would have beaten me this would have happened, youw ould be Lindsay and i would be Pete, and things would be friggin normal." He said now sobbing to her, he was letting it all out now, he couldent cut the "I am fine" act anymore.
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Post by x---Lindsay---> ♥ on May 26, 2006 22:24:50 GMT -5
"Pete, there have been so many things I've been through before. And theres been plenty of times I've had the same state of mind you have now. But look at me right now Pete, and tell me that I don't look like I'm better. My point is I just woke up from being dead. Things can't get much better than that. Things will get better for you too. Ever hear that song 'The Sun Will Come Out Tommorow'? Well I've been thinking that song is a peice of shit for years, but maybe tommorow is just a few more days away then we all think." she said. If Pete got ticked off at her about what she just said, he could. But in the end she knew that he would find that what she just said to him was true. She smiled at him and hugged him tightly. Then she said, "Now go and make tommorow more sunny." She let out of the hug and smiled at him. Then she returned what he had said to her in her sleep. "I love you too, Pete." And the doctor went and grabbed the handels of the wheelchair and was about to pull him away.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 27, 2006 16:55:14 GMT -5
Pete heard everything she said, and he some how agreed to it without speaking. Everything was some how going to come together. But he was afraid of it coming together, of entering a world that is so real and leaving one that was so made up. He heard her say I love you, before he was wheeled away. And that just made him more sad. She did love him, but she didn't need to, there was no need to love something that wont show it back.
The doctors wheeled Pete away, and all he saw last of Lindsay was her hand. And how bad he wanted to hold it. But now he was going to the phyc ward, lock down. Where hopeless cases seem to migrate. But Pete kept telling himself he wouldn't be a hopeless case. Then he realized what he was doing. There was going to be no more Lindsay, no more drinking, no more running. And everything in his head was going to come out in some weird infectious rages that not even Pete could imagine. "Hello Pete." A short doctor said to him. Pete just nodded. "My name is Dr.Vadin, and don't worry I am here to help you." Yeah help me... good luck with that. Pete thought to himself.
"So, how are you feeling?" Do you really need to frigging ask that? "You can tell me anything you want Pete, just tell me." Pete looked at this man, now angry that it seemed like these people were taking everything away from him. "Well all in one night, I killed my mom, stabbed my dad, my dad stabbed me and my girlfriend, And i drank a whole lot of shit. So i feel pretty horrible right now." Pete snapped and looked at this man who did not snap back, he still had a small want smile on his face as if He was not hearing Pete out. "Pete, we contacted some family members but they have no idea which direction to turn. Do you have a close friend you think can come up here and speak with us?" Speak about me behind my back, nice. "Leave them out of it." Pete said. If he was going to have to go through this hell he would go alone.
"Okay. Pete, we set you a room. You need to stay in there for 42 hours. Then we are going to place you in therapy and you will stay here till you get better." Pete saw this as he would be here for years. Pete nodded, they gave him a bed. And he slept, hoping he would not wake up.
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Angel
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Individual President of Dance Comitee
i'm your worst nightmare
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Post by Angel on May 29, 2006 15:15:58 GMT -5
Angel walked into the room where Pete was supposed to be. She was in blue jeans and a black shirt with a black hoodie over it. Shewalked into the room and closed the door. She walked over to Pete and shook him slightly " Pete?" she said hoping he would wake up. She figured she would sit here with him and try and comfort him.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 29, 2006 16:32:11 GMT -5
Pete woke up to notice someone sitting next to him. It didint suprise him it was Angel, they were alike and for some weird they knew when something was up. "Hey..." he said. Really still confused on why him put himself up for this.
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Angel
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i'm your worst nightmare
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Post by Angel on May 29, 2006 20:07:45 GMT -5
Angel put her hands on his trying to comfort him " how are you?" she asked with a sympathetic look. She could tell he wasn't in good shape, but she would be there to comfort him.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 29, 2006 20:12:26 GMT -5
"I don't really know anymore..." He said. It was the truth, he hardly knew who he was anymore. He wanted to drink, he wanted to smoke. But he couldent. "I feel so stupid." He added. He did. He was a depressed, suicidal alcholic pot smoking freak and he hated himself for it.
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Angel
Sophomore
Individual President of Dance Comitee
i'm your worst nightmare
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Post by Angel on May 29, 2006 20:21:53 GMT -5
" Don't be..." she said to him putting one hand on his head and rubbing it gently " it's not that bad, i'm right her for you" she said to him. It was true she would be here whenever he neded her.
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 29, 2006 20:25:57 GMT -5
"Look what i did to myself." He said. He was fianly talking to someone who was not in a white lab coat and he found it easier. "And i havent seen Lindsay at all."
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Pete Starintino
Junior
Ghost Drama Geek
"I'm Not Ready To Hold You Yet..."
Posts: 345
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Post by Pete Starintino on May 29, 2006 20:30:08 GMT -5
"Look what i did to myself." He said. He was fianly talking to someone who was not in a white lab coat and he found it easier. "And i havent seen Lindsay at all."
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Angel
Sophomore
Individual President of Dance Comitee
i'm your worst nightmare
Posts: 402
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Post by Angel on May 29, 2006 20:36:02 GMT -5
" It's not your fault.." she said to him. It really wasn't alchohol is a hard thing to handle.
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