Re: Never Alone. (Shiori)

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 12:59 pm

Leah nodded. “Okay,” she smiled through yet another yawn and then turned to him. He looked, for a second, like he was about to faint. She put her hand on his shoulder gently and looked at him, worried. “Are you all right? You look a bit faint.”

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 1:06 pm

Eric clenched his jaws tightly, gripping the seat in front of him, his knuckles white. His face was very pale, highlighting the dark bruises that were still formed on his cheeks. He let his head drop slightly, and closed his eyes, sitting very still and quiet. Feeling Leah's hand on his shoulder, he stiffened for a moment but didn't reply to her words.

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 1:19 pm

“Eric!” Leah blurted quietly, making sure not to disrupt the rest of the people on the train. She took his hand and murmured, “Eric, what is wrong?” Leah felt him stiffen, and she looked around, really confused on what she was supposed to be doing. She was getting really worried. What the hell was going on?

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 1:24 pm

(Sorry I'm only able to reply to one topic right now... At least until tonight. I need to go to work in a half hour be back later. And can I see the first chapter of your story? I'm exited to hear it xD)

Eric swallowed once again, clenching his jaw tightly. His throat was starting to burn with the feeling of vomit, and he pushed himself up and away from Leah, striding back to the trains bathroom. Once reaching it, he ended up throwing up everything his stomach contained, and hunched down over the toilet, his arms wrapped around his stomach. He didn't feel any better, and a terrible pain wracked his stomach.

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 1:30 pm

[ I’m not anywhere close to finishing it, but I’ll PM it to yew ]

Leah frowned as he rushed to the bathroom, but she stayed seated. She sat back in the seat and frowned, wondering what was wrong with him. After a few minutes, she turned around, but somebody else was walking towards her. It wasn’t Eric, and Leah furrowed her brow, sinking back into her chair.

[ o3o should it be Matthew ? ]

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:44 pm

When Eric finally made his way back out of the bathroom, his face was pale, a gruesome expression on his face. Making his way back down the isle, he frowned and blinked once as he saw someone else walking towards his seat... Walking towards Leah. His step quickened, and he reached Leah before the stranger did. "What?"

(surez)

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:51 pm

Leah scooted farther into the seat, the stranger striking an odd familiarity in her mind. Was that who she thought it was…? Shaking her head, she was relieved that Eric came back. The stranger didn’t stop walking and walked innocently down the aisle, as if he’d never intended on stopping. “What was wrong, Eric?” She asked, sitting up straighter.

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:11 pm

Eric moved beside Leah, watching the figure as he strode by, looking innocent. His hands were deep within his pockets, and Eric narrowed his eyes. His throat was stinging from throwing up, and his stomach still hurt like hell. He nodded once, but continued to frown, watching as the man slid into a seat far behind them. Shaking his head once, he leaned back and draped a palm over his eyes. "I'm fine..."

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:32 pm

Leah crossed her arms, staring at him with an annoyed glare. He reeked of vomit. Or, at least, his breath did, which she could smell. “Eric, you’re obviously not okay. What the heck made you throw up?” she asked, looking at him with concern. She didn’t actually expect him to tell her, seeing as she still felt she didn’t deserve to be told anything from him, but she thought it was worth a shot.

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:40 pm

Eric felt Leah staring at him, and he turned his head so he wouldn't have to face her. He knew she was worried about him, but he didn't feel like she needed to know anything. He realized he needed to rinse out his mouth again, and grimaced as the taste persisted. It was terrible, and he closed his eyes briefly, not looking at her. "I'm fine."

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:46 pm

Leah sighed heavily—if not a bit exaggeratedly—and grimaced. “Eric, really?” Shaking her head, she decided it best not to prod anymore, and she curled her legs up underneath her and stared out the window, resting her elbow on the window’s thin sill as she watched the scenery go by. She knew she had no reason to prod Eric. He had no right to tell her anything whatsoever, so she decided it’d be best if she just dropped it for now. Leah couldn’t force him to tell her anything, and after what she’d done she should get used to it, for it may be like that for a while.

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:49 pm

Eric stiffened as Leah spoke once again, obviously agrivated with him. Shaking his head, he didn't move from his position, and clenched his jaw. Closing his eyes briefly, he felt the train rumbling down the tracks, and turned to Leah, raising an eyebrow. "Sorry... I guess I just... Caught a bug." He didn't mention the fact that he had been anorexic for years, and sometimes this happened to him.

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:58 pm

Leah’s concern for him only grew worse when he said that, and she let out another, softer, sigh, turning to face him. “Eric, then why don’t you go back and stay near the restrooms? I’d prefer if you didn’t throw up all over yourself. It wouldn’t be very pleasant, and I don’t want you to have to go through all the clothes you bought in one train ride. Maybe somebody on the train can bring you a sprite or something. Maybe that’ll help your stomach calm down. Why don’t you go back to the restroom and I’ll see if I can find somebody who’ll have a soda for your stomach?”

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:29 pm

Eric felt his face redden slightly. Scratching his head, his hair fell once again into his eyes, and he deliberatly left it where it was, not in the mood to look all so fancy. Shaking his head, he swallowed. "I don't want to leave you here alone Leah... I'll be fine. This happens to me sometimes, I'm not going to-" He grimaced, "Puke again."

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:34 pm

Leah shook her head persistently. “Eric, I won’t be alone. I’ll be talking to one of the attendees on the train about getting you some soda. Please, Eric? It’s the least I can do. And plus, who knows how long we’re going to be on this train? I don’t want you feeling sick for the entire ride.” Leah looked at him, smiling weakly. “Pleaseee?”

by Spritz Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:39 pm

Eric nodded after a seconds thought, and pushed himself off of the seat. Running a hand through his black hair, he gave her a weak smile. "You're just going to nag me until I do it... I'll be right back." Grabbing his backpack, he turned from her and began to walk down the isle once again, casting a deadly glare on the guy sitting in the back. Shaking his head, he strode past and knocked on the bathroom door.

by Guest Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:42 pm

Leah smiled cheekily and moved herself out of her own seat as well. “I’ll have whoever-it-will-be come to you and give you the soda. Just stay put until I find somebody.” Leah smiled and moved in the opposite direction, towards where two train ‘officials’ were standing rigidly at the door of their box, and began to converse with one of them about the possibility of getting a soda—hopefully, without charge—for Eric, noting out of the corner of her eye that the man that had tried to come up to her earlier had moved forward quite a bit, so that he was only two seats back from Leah’s and Eric’s.

by Spritz Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:17 am

Pushing open the door, Eric made his way into the bathroom and leaned down over the sink. The train water wasn't all that great, but he wasn't about to waste the little bit of water he had for the pair to share when the journey was finally over. Turning on the small faucet, he rinsed out his mouth a few times, before drying it with the back of his sleeve. Glancing into the mirror, he winced at what he saw. Dark circles had formed under his eyes, his face pale. The bruises and cuts stood out on his skin, and he turned away, not wanting to see any more.

by Guest Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:22 am

Leah frowned momentarily as the stranger moved up yet another seat. At that moment, the attendee on the train nodded and went to go get some soda for Eric. She thanked the attendee and sat back down at her seat after telling the helper where Eric was. He said he’d bring him some sprite and then help him back to his seat. Leah felt a bit better about leaving Eric now that she could at least help him.

{ should something freaking dramatic happen? Like Matthew has a gun and does a hold-up kinda thing to Leah? Or should he just follow them off the train quietly? }

by Spritz Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:27 am

(whatever you want. He could have a gun, but I wouldn't think he would risk in on a large train. He might follow them off the train and hold them later? Idc. <3 xD)

Running a hand through his raven black hair, Eric opened his backpack, and gazed down into it. Pushing a few of the items aside, such as the food and clothes, he saw the small glint of the razor blade he had thrown in. Setting his jaw, he reached down inside and picked it up in his fingers, raising it out of the bag. It was sharp, and he looked from it, to his wrist where the scars were still prominent. A sudden knock on the door made him drop it, and it landed with a small clatter. "Are you alright in there?" A deep voice from outside made Eric jump, and he quickly stooped down and grabbed it, shoving it into his bag. "Yeah."

by Guest Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:31 am

{ all right, I’ll have him have a gun, but he won’t do anything until after they get off of the train. <3 ^^ But if he gets ahold--er, once he does--of Leah, what would he do? }

Leah shivered slightly when she felt somebody poke her shoulder, and she turned around to see who it was, and stopped when she saw it was the man from one seat behind her, who smiled devilishly at her. She backed away into the corner of the seat and wondered when Eric would be getting back. She hoped it was soon. She was beginning to have an idea on who he was, but she preferred not to think about it.

by Spritz Sun Nov 20, 2011 4:17 pm

Eric opened the door and almost stumbled into a man, who was waiting outside for him. Frowning, Eric was about to push past him when he grabbed his arm. Snapping out of the mans grasp, he gave him a hardened glare and started back down the isle, his backpack swung over one shoulder. It bumped a few people on the way, and he set his jaw angrily as he noticed the man sitting directly behind Leah.

by Guest Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:03 pm

Leah turned to see Eric coming down the walkway, looking angrily at the man behind her. She furrowed her brow, warning him not to stare. Leah was growing increasingly aware of who this ‘stranger’ was, and she knew if Eric showed signs of knowing who he was, it’d only put the both of them in greater danger. “Did you get your soda?” Leah asked Eric, trying to change the subject from his wandering eyes on the oh-so-‘mysterious’ man.

by Spritz Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:11 pm

Eric dropped his backpack near Leah, but didn't sit down. He leaned forward and gripped the back of the seat in his hand, his knuckles white. He clenched his jaw giving the man a side glance, but didn't do anything. Sliding into the seat, he leaned back and lowered his head, watching Leah intently.

(blugh. I'm super brain dead)

by Guest Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:15 pm

Leah frowned and bit her lip, “Eric!” she whined, pulling on the sleeve of his black shirt. “Leave him alone!” She let out a sigh when he finally sat down, and asked again, “Eric, did the attendee give you the soda I asked him to?”

Matthew stared at Eric—was that his name?—and kept the innocent look on his face. “Teenagers,” he muttered underneath his breath, gathering a few glances from the people around him, though they obviously didn’t expect him to be the one on that train that was hiding a gun underneath his tan trench coat.

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