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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 16:16:07 GMT -5
...I'm on my own My hands will bleed (my hands will bleed) I'm holding on To what is gone What's left of me?
Tombstone was sitting by the bonfire with a stick and her pocketknife. She was just chipping away at the wood, unsure of what she was going to do. Her life had been dulled considering the fact that her brother had passed because of her and she was now a pregnant gang leader. She dropped the stick and knife on the ground. Tears fell from her blank, lifeless eyes as she just stared at the ground. She had no hope and nothing to look forward to except the chance of raising a child in the right way and Jack. Jack was the only person who understood her pain and the only one who found the best ways to comfort her. Sure, there was also Mat but she could hardly face him anymore. Tombstone stood from where she sat and proceeded to go back into the forest. She sat against Zeus's Fist, tears still falling. She pulled her knees close to her chest and closed her eyes. The sunlight shone on the opposite side of the rock, putting Tombstone in the shade. She cried quietly and felt in her pocket for her picture. She pulled it out and stared at the picture of Darren, Jack, and herself with their mother. Tombstone cried harder and buried her head in her hands. Was there no end to the torture that she learned to call karma? Probably not and as much as she knew she deserved it, she hated the idea of her getting pummeled by it. All she had left was slipping away and she couldn't stop it.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 16:22:21 GMT -5
"Are you okay?" Mat's voice was gentle, as he rested his hand on her shoulder. He had seen her at the fire, and contemplated talking to her then, but she seemed upset, and why should he talk to her about her feelings in front of other people. He kinda slid until he too was sitting next to her. "I'll leave if you'd like. But, i don;t like it when you're upset." usually, he would have smiled after this, it was just a Mat kinda thing to do, but there was nothing but concern in his eyes.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 16:28:54 GMT -5
"I don't know anymore, Mat. I can't handle it anymore." she said, crying. Of course she was talking about her responsibilities as a gang leader and the responsibility of taking care of herself. Tombstone's bangs fell over her face. She had so much to worry about but with the death of her brother it was becoming emotionally stressful.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 16:31:38 GMT -5
He hugged her, an attempt at comfort. He didn't say anything comforting, because he knew that nothing he could say could comfort her. saying something like Its okay, you're okay would be a lie. Because it was obvious to Mat neither the subject nor Tombstone were 'Okay' they were far from that.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 16:52:39 GMT -5
Tombstone hugged him back, burying her head in his neck. She loved the feeling of getting a hug again but all though it healed a little bit of her loneliness, it didn't heal the scars that deepened while truth sank in. She calmed herself and pulled away, wiping her tears off with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry I got your shirt wet." she mumbled, leaning back against Zeus's Fist once more.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 16:57:36 GMT -5
"Its okay." he murmured gently. He stroked her hair gently, trying to comfort her without words. He was sure anything he said could also be taken as an insult. And this was something he didn't want.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 17:02:00 GMT -5
Tombstone looked up at the sky. She sighed and closed her eyes. Her hair streaked with blond but she didn't move. She heard four wheels going across the dirt and opened her eyes. Jack picked up his board and walked over to them. "Hey Mat. You okay, Tomb?" he said, sitting on the other side of her. Tombstone looked at Jack. "Do I LOOK okay? Tell me how you get the impression that I am 'okay' because I sure as hell can list a lot of things that signify I am not and NEVER will be OKAY!" she snapped, standing up. Jack watched her and pulled her into a tight hug while she began crying all over again.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 17:04:41 GMT -5
He was afraid that would happen. he just sat and watched. What else could he do. Was he the lonely one around he that realized that sometimes words were not needed, what was wrong with the silence.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 17:08:52 GMT -5
Tombstone clung to Jack like she would never see him again. He just rocked her back and forth, singing to her quietly. "Don't worry. You have Alanis, me, and Mat to help you with everything." Jack said. Tombstone just cried, unable to find the strength to speak.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 17:09:53 GMT -5
Mat nodded slightly, he wasn't all that sure if she could see it with her tears, but it was the right thing to do.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 17:24:07 GMT -5
Tombstone calmed down after about fifteen minutes of silent tears. Jack still hugged her, not letting go. "I still don't like it. I just... I just want to rid myself of it... Of everything." she mumbled. Jack looked at her. "Okay, you are not getting an abortion nor are you going to do anything associated with suicide. Got it? I've already lost Darren and I'm not going to lose you, Carla." he said.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 5, 2011 17:26:19 GMT -5
Perhaps Jack wasn't doing the right thing. At least Mat thought he wasn't. People were to make there own decisions, and that was that. Of coarse he didn't want her to hurt herself, but if she did, to whom would get the blame. No one.
(Sorry this is mostly thoughts)
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 5, 2011 17:33:05 GMT -5
"I know, Jack." she mumbled. Tombstone couldn't imagine the pain Jack would feel if he lost his sister or his nephew. Jack kissed her head and held her tight. "You need to go eat something, Car." he said. Tombstone shook her head slightly and pulled away from Jack. Jack got the hint and stood up. "Be careful. Please." he said. Jack got on his board and road back to camp.
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Post by Darcy on Jul 6, 2011 19:11:41 GMT -5
He glanced at her. Not quite sure what to say. He gestured for her to sit next to him again, but whether or not she did this was her own decision.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Jul 7, 2011 16:49:46 GMT -5
Tombstone took Mat's offer and sat beside him, wrapping her arms around her knees and gripping her wrist firmly. She sighed and glared up at the sky, blaming the gods for this awful curse thrown upon her.
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