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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 11:54:51 GMT
When we get there I pay the cabdriver, giving him a huge tip so it's more likely he won't go to the press with the news that he brought me and Anouk Holloway back to my house in the middle of the night. For now, nobody's gonna put that in the papers tomorrow, since there isn't any press around my place. That's thanks to some warning from the police.. something to do with the trial - I don't even know. Either way, I'm grateful that we can walk down the driveway without being blinded by camera flashes.
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Post by Daz on Feb 5, 2010 19:05:36 GMT
When we get to the familiar doorstep I follow him inside, hoping that everyone's in bed so I don't have to face them.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 19:28:08 GMT
It looks like everyone's sleeping at first glance. I shrug my coat off and dump it somewhere, glancing over to her again, "So uh.. not much changed here, so just pick a guestroom." I shrug, "Do you need anything? Toothpaste? Alarmclock?"
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Post by Daz on Feb 5, 2010 19:43:31 GMT
"Uhm.. I brought my toothpaste. And I can use my phone as an alarm." I decide, shrugging, "Thanks though.."
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 20:02:02 GMT
"Okay," I tell her. Then, for a second, things become awkward again as we just stand there in the hallway, having nothing more to say. Eventually I speak up again to break the silence, "Kay, so.. I'll cya tomorrow I guess." I say, "Night."
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Post by Daz on Feb 5, 2010 20:18:06 GMT
"Yeah.." I nod, heading to the stairs with him.. "Yeah, okay. Goodnight."
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 20:41:21 GMT
Our ways part by my bedroom door where I head inside and she walks further down the hall. Once I'm alone again, the realization that the trial is in a few hours hit me full force again. I figure I'll try and sleep so I won't think 'bout it, so I head into the bathroom, brush my teeth, gets undressed and head to bed.
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Post by Daz on Feb 5, 2010 20:54:02 GMT
I get ready too, inside my old bedroom, which I chose because I just know where everything is. A few minutes later, when I've switched out the lights, I get into bed.
All of this is kind of.. blurry. Like I'm blending back into my real life again. Though it's not as good as it once was. I just need to try and fix things little by little.
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Post by Jacky on Feb 5, 2010 20:56:37 GMT
When morning comes, I barely had any sleep. Around 6:30 everyone already seems to be awake. I walk into the kitchen in boxers and a T-shirt, starting my day with breakfast before I even shower, so I'm groggy and sleep drunk. I steal Ana's toast when she looks the other way and munch on it lazily.
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Post by Daz on Feb 5, 2010 23:19:55 GMT
I'm sitting in my room, dressed again, and brushing my hair. To be honest I'm just trying not to think.. and trying to take it slow before I go downstairs, nearly as worried about that as the trial.
10 minutes later I have no choice but to head down to the kitchen and face them. I enter slowly, looking around at everyone, tired but awake enough with fear to keep myself going.
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