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Post by Jorja on May 2, 2006 18:18:16 GMT
With a jolting shock, Jorja's eyes flew open. She saw doctors looming over her, like she was some kind of museum piece, talking frantically about her as if she couldn't hear them. "Is she back with us?" One asked, to which the others all turned and looked at him, dumbfounded expressions on their faces. The doctor stood back, looking a little embarassed. They fussed over her for a few more minutes and when they left her, she was only just regaining a sense as to where she was. At that point, George came rushing through the doors and she realized where she was. Frantically, she pulled at the IV drip, protesting and trying to get out of the bed in a panic. "N-no....I don't wanna be here...no!! I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU TO LET ME GO!" She was hysterical, her eyes wild as doctors flew back in, pinning her to the bed as she thrashed against them. They managed eventually to get a sedative in her, one doctor getting a black eye in the process, as she slowly, her whining subsiding, lay limply on the bed, the doctors backing off and leaving George alone with her. She whimpered, giving George a pained and accusing look.
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Post by KrJ on May 7, 2006 18:22:29 GMT
George collapsed sobbing as he watching Jorja being restrained. He couldn't believe that this was the same woman he fell in love with. It wasn't Jorja. This moment represented the last bit of his heart breaking. But he still loved her, and would do forever. She wasn't just like 'any other girlfriend' he'd had in the past. He had never felt the same about anyone. And no matter what she did, he would never stop loving her and would never lose faith in her.
He had no idea how to handle the situation he had got himself into. "I just had to get f*****g drunk and I just had to kiss Kelly, didn't I? This is what has caused all of this." He would never let that guilt escape his soul.
As he was watching Jorja being sedated, his wasn't really concentrating on her. He was just watching his whole life fall apart. He couldn't bear it. But he wasn't going to let Jorja go. Never.
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Post by Jorja on May 7, 2006 19:20:05 GMT
Jorja closed her eyes, willing away her surroundings. All she saw when she was here was little Nicky. "George...you should have let me go." She whimpered. "I can't do this...I can't...." She knew he'd seen the cuts on her wrists, the way he was looking at her gave that away. She didn't want him to feel guilty. She was the one who was burdened with that. She had deliberately gone to her dressing room, and locked the door, thinking she'd be long gone before anyone found her...she would never have wished George, or Marg for that matter, to find her so soon, to have that image stick with them. Looking up, she glanced around and weakly asked, "Wh-where's Daisy?"
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Post by KrJ on May 7, 2006 19:29:26 GMT
"She's with Billy." George said. "Babe, when have you ever been a quitter?" he asked rhetorically. "I'll tell you when - never. Don't give up on us Jorja. Please. We can get through this together" he reassured her, gripping her hand. "Together" he whispered, leaning over and kissing her forehead.
((cmonnnnn she gotta accept that!!!! lol!))
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Post by Jorja on May 7, 2006 19:43:20 GMT
((lol!))
Jorja hesitated, but she wanted to believe him, so desperately wanted to believe him. Nodding weakly, she let a tear escape as it slowly rolled down her cheek. "I want it all to be like I dreamed it...but Nicky..." Just speaking her little boy's name made her sob involuntarily and she couldn't finish what she was trying to say. Her little dance with death was making her start to see how precious Daisy was. It wasn't the child's fault her brother had died. She knew she couldn't be so selfish as to deprive Daisy of a mother. Of the mother she had promised herself she'd be.
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Post by KrJ on May 7, 2006 20:27:05 GMT
"It may not turn out how you expected. But it will still be amazing. You'll be an amazing mother and Daisy will have an amazing life with you. Please." George could see by the look in Jorja's eyes that she was having more positive thoughts, and he was so happy about that.
((not really sure what else he can put lol but - the night coming up, can I play Nicky in Jorja's dream? It'll be so sweet lol))
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Post by Jorja on May 7, 2006 20:28:20 GMT
((lol, course you can. Is that when they're back at home or still in the hospical? He could be a little bit grown up in the dream, and talk to her?))
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Post by KrJ on May 8, 2006 18:16:18 GMT
(( yeah. or maybe she could just hear a voice. s'up to you! it's in your head! lol...well...Jorja's ))
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Post by Jorja on May 8, 2006 18:35:38 GMT
((lol. Ok here goes nothing...))
The sedatives the dcotors had pumped into her made Jorja feel lightheaded and sleepy. She fell quickly into a restless sleep, full of nightmares from which she couldn't escape. Though her conscious body made no movement or indicated anything was wrong, in her nightmares she was trapped and screaming for help. But nobody came...that's when the light became blinding and a young boy strode out, a happy smile on his face. And her screams ceased. She was captivated by the light and for some reason, when the boy walked toward he, she wasn't afraid...she knew this boy. He was a good ten years older then he had been on Earth, but she knew by just looking at him who he was. "Nicky..." She whimpered, tears filling up her eyes. Her maternal instincts were telling her this was her baby boy, when realistically, he had only been a week old when he died...and that was hardly two months ago. But still, she knew it was him.
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Post by KrJ on May 8, 2006 18:41:22 GMT
"Mommy" he whispered to her, walking towards her in her dream. "You did all you could, Mommy, thanks" he reassured her and smiled. "Don't blame yourself. It wasn't your fault. I'm happy...happy....happy". The word 'happy' continued to echo. "Take care of Daddy and Daisy. I love you" he whispered, as his figure faded away and vanished.
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