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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 1:10:39 GMT -5
"... Why are you focusing on all of the negatives? There were only two of them, and they weren't a complete surprise. I told you about that whole... making me happy thing. And I've teased you about your submissiveness before. What about all the positives? There were so many..."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 1:38:12 GMT -5
"Yeah, but reading his positives might as well have been under my negitives." he reminded her.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 1:43:30 GMT -5
"...Two of them were the same. And the other ones... Emmett, come on," she took one of his hands gently in hers. "That list means nothing now, you got that? Ari could be... the hottest, richest, most charming man ever. And I'd be with you. I'm with you right now, and I'm so completely happy. I'm so happy being with you. No list or whatever could ever change that."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 1:45:37 GMT -5
He was forced to look at her and he just gave her this weak stare, listening to her words carefully. He was convinced, that wasn't the problem. He would just never be about to forget it. "Don't worry about it. It was dumb." he agreed with her after a moment.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 1:51:21 GMT -5
Caylee accepted that, for now. She took his bag into her hands and pulled out the sketchbook, and then a sharpie from one of the pencil holders. She flipped through the book until coming onto the offending list. With her tongue held firmly between her teeth, she crossed out everything on Ari's list, and Emmett's negative list. She then proceeded to quickly sketch Emmett and her holding hands, and wrote "The Perfect Boyfriend" and drew and arrow from the words to little cartoon Emmett before handing it back to her boyfriend.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 1:53:49 GMT -5
He pulled his head back as she shoved it to him and took it into his hand. Once he could get a look he rolled his head along with his eyes and shoved it back to Caylee and kept walking. "You are so corny." for lack of a better word, as he left the book with her, a shy grin on his face.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 1:57:55 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes at him playfully as she jogged after him and jumped on him gently, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as she kissed his cheek. "I am not," she growled into his cheek.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 2:01:34 GMT -5
"Stop, I refuse to be a part of your cliches!" he turned his head away, now covered in a blush and continued to tease her. "You're like a Lifetime Original."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 2:03:19 GMT -5
"You mean like the ones I always catch you watching?" she turned him around, teasing back. She pouted at him with large eyes. "Take it back."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 2:08:26 GMT -5
"Heh, I do. You're cute." he admitted, while turning on his heels and swating his arm between them as he did. Emmett took another step but for some reason it wasn't holding him up. His leg bent as weight was shifted and he put out his right hand searching for something but it was a slow drop to the floor, gently onto his knees. His head hung and he picked it up, as if just waking up in the morning- but it hung quickly again and the boy collapsed onto his front, with his head turned to the left arms at his sides, his right side tapping the floor first.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 2:16:01 GMT -5
"Emmett!" she was down on the floor with him the moment that he fell. He was out like a light, and Caylee was panicking as her breathing sped up. She turned him around and lifted him into her lap. "Emmett?! Emmie, can you hear me?!" Nothing. Shitshitshitshit. She bit her lip and raised her hand high, giving Emmett a fresh and loud slap across his face.
His head lolled to the side and there was now a red mark on his cheek, but other than that, Emmett was motionless. Caylee now had tears crashing down her eyes and she pulled his bag close to her and opened it up. Where was it? Emmett always carried... found it!
Caylee unscrewed the bottle of water and quickly turned it upside down onto Emmett's face.
There were a few bystanders who had saw Emmett fall, but now they just gathered around and watched mindlessly, there were a few murmurs of calling 911, but Caylee was too focused on Emmett to deal with anything else.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 2:41:42 GMT -5
Emmett's shoulders slowly started to squirm in her lap and his eyes tensed. He was still a bit paralized. He arched his back suddenly and when it dropped he put his hand to the center of his torso. He went limb again, his hands relaxed and he rocked his head slowly. He took in a quick painful breath through his teeth, but it was his ownly noise.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 2:44:58 GMT -5
"Emmie?" she touched his face. "Emmett? Can you hear me? Emmett, answer me! Emmett!" she was getting more and more hysterical. Her head shot up to the crowd. "Someone call 911!" and there was a big flourish of cellphones being whipped out. She looked back down at Emmett and started to dry his face with the bottom of her shirt. "Emmett, can you hear me? Please answer me. Emmie... Emmie please..."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 2:53:25 GMT -5
He desperately nodded after a pause, being all he could do in response. When he was able to pry his teeth apart he winced and squirmed once more. He bent in his legs slowly and his left hand started gripping at the floor. He was scared and didn't understand what was going on. He wanted to get up by his body was heavy and cold. Maybe it hadn't been the a/c after all.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 2:57:41 GMT -5
"Ohmygod," she breathed out in relief. "Stay with me, Emmie. Just listen to me talk. I'm right here, I'm not leaving. I'm right here..." He was shivering, god dammit, why couldn't he talk?! Caylee shrugged off her jacket and draped it over him. She continued talking to him, for his sake and hers. "You're going to be okay, you got that? You're not leaving me. I'm not going to loose you."
Someone informed her that the medics were on their way and the tears just got heavier.
"Help's coming, Emmie. You're going to be fine. I love you, okay? I love you so much. You're not leaving me and I'm not leaving you."
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