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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 22:29:29 GMT -5
"I wouldn't distract him," she said, rubbing the top of his hand with the back of her thumb. "I'd be the one telling him to sleep... It's up to you, Emmie. Whatever you want me to do. Or your parents, whatever. I just want you to be comfortable."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 22:35:59 GMT -5
"I want you to stay." he stated plainly, his worlds all mumbled up together. He pushed on pressure, the pain coming back. He hunched over like before and shivered silently. "We'll come back to see you in the morning, Emmett Lloyd- is that alright?" his mother asked and Emmett nodded quickly after a moment's pause.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 22:40:24 GMT -5
Caylee slid onto the bed, into her previous position. She took an arm and wrapped it around Emmett's shoulders, pulling him into her tightly as he shook. "We'll be fine," she reassured their parents. "I'll stay with him as much as I can."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 22:50:30 GMT -5
"Do you need us to bring you anything, Caylee?" "...my homework...?" Emmett cut in. "Oh, sweetheart, you can worry about that stuff tomorrow." "W-where's my bag?" "We have it in the car, don't worry about that." his father insisted.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 22:52:54 GMT -5
"I'll call my friend and have her bring me a change of clothes, don't worry," she shrugged. She'd rather not have her parents in her dorm room. "We'll be fine, I promise. I'll call you if anything happens."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 23:03:46 GMT -5
"You better." coming over and kissing her on the top of the head. It was so weird for Emmett to watch. It was like watching his parents from five years ago. His father was talking to the doctor but he wouldn't be able to hear if he was actually listening. They were pretty much just discussing the basic meds they'd have to put him on when he was released, as long as nothing changed between now and the morning.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 23:05:53 GMT -5
Caylee subtly leaned Emmett forward and stared up expectantly at her foster mother. She wouldn't dare leave without showing some sort of affection to her son, right?
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 23:16:19 GMT -5
Victoria Briggs cupped his chin her right hand and they met eyes. She kissed the air next to his other cheek and patted Caylee's back gently. She went back to her husband and the doctor. "We'll be back in the morning." pulling on her gloves. "We'll probably call later tonight."
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 20, 2008 23:18:23 GMT -5
Caylee nodded and turned her head and lightly kissed Emmett's temple. Maybe to make up for his mother's distance. "We'll be waiting for it."
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 20, 2008 23:41:09 GMT -5
When goodbyes were done the adults went into the hall, though Emmett's doctor would be right back. Emmett sunk over deeper and held back tears. He pushed harder on the aches and it only helped so much. He was being a bit over emotional in his opinion but now that they were out of the room he just wanted to crash.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 21, 2008 4:56:19 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, hey," she gently pushed Emmett back from his hunching position. "Come on, you have to lie down. I meant what I said, I'm not staying here so I can party with you. You scared me enough today." she tucked in the covers around him as he was laid back to his pillow.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 22, 2008 8:51:52 GMT -5
He didn't fight and quickly curled up in his bed, his head relieved with the rest. Still, her attention just seemed to over whelm him more and now he really was crying. He hid his face into the weak hospital pillow. He was still confused with exactly what he was doing here and even how he got here. It wasn't a fun feeling.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 22, 2008 9:08:59 GMT -5
"Emmie?" she called him softly, brushing back his hair. "Em, don't cry, please... I'm right here, okay? Talk to me, please?" she pulled his head up into her lap.
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Post by Emmett Briggs on Jan 22, 2008 9:24:07 GMT -5
"I don't want to stay here." he choked out and turned his tears into her leg. "I have... homework... and... I-I'm n-ah! nngh..." he rolled over and winced in the cramp like pains right below his chest. With more chanting he turned back into her leg, crying into her jeans.
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Post by Caylee Thayer on Jan 22, 2008 9:26:53 GMT -5
"Shh... shh," she rubbed his back. "You gotta relax, Emmie. You're just have to relax or else the pains will just get worse... Don't worry about your homework. You'll be excused, and I'll get all of it for you. I'll take care of you."
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