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Post by Devyn on Aug 8, 2011 1:27:07 GMT
Rose shook her head wildly, "I saw it, Embry! I saw him! He showed me what happened. Somebody murdered them! Don't you think you should believe me!?"
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Post by PirateOTC on Aug 8, 2011 1:30:17 GMT
"Rose!" He got angry now.
"You fucking told me to believe you when you said dad was a fucking murderer and I did, and now you want me to believe this?!"
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Post by Devyn on Aug 8, 2011 1:34:16 GMT
"I didn't know until just now."
Rose shook her head.
"Why didn't he just show you too? Dad!" She suddenly shouted to the room like he would show up again. "Dad!?"
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Post by PirateOTC on Aug 8, 2011 1:36:11 GMT
Embry crawled over to his phone and put the battery back and dialled a number again.
"I can't do this!"
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Post by Devyn on Aug 8, 2011 1:38:16 GMT
Rose turned her eyes to him.
"No! What are you doing!?"
She reached out suddenly and grabbed the phone from him, throwing it across the room, watching it break against the wall. It wasn't like her at all to be violent, but dear god, she could be anything after what she'd just seen.
She felt half crazy.
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Post by PirateOTC on Aug 8, 2011 1:39:45 GMT
"You need help, Rose! I can't help you, I can't do this now, okey?!"
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Post by Devyn on Aug 8, 2011 1:42:31 GMT
Rose realized that she must sound half insane to him-- she felt that way really. She could see she was just making it worse for Embry though.
"I'm sorry... god..."
She groaned a bit, getting to her feet, pressing a hand to the side of her head. She avoided looking to the other side of the kitchen as she stumbled back into the living room.
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Post by PirateOTC on Aug 8, 2011 1:45:08 GMT
He watched her and just as he was about to walk after her, the dinnertable which had been standing on it's side, suddenly fell down with a bang onto its legs into a normal position. Embry let out a scream of fright and gathered the pieces of his phone together and hurried out to Rose
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Post by Devyn on Aug 8, 2011 1:51:32 GMT
Rose had sunk down in front of the couch, not even on it, head between her knees. She was trying to compose herself, but she wouldn't close her eyes, sure she would see her mother getting shot-- or worse, her father getting his head shot in.
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Post by PirateOTC on Aug 8, 2011 9:40:55 GMT
Embry looked at her, not knowing what to do. He was sure that she was having some kind of stress-symptom for talking about their parents earlier and he wasn't in a great mental state either to help her.
"Please, Rose..what can I do, just tell me okey?"
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