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Once Upon A Time + Bee
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Eden
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Jan 26, 2015 11:26AM
"The doctors aren't letting you do that either," he said.
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"Its not my choice to let you up and out." He shook his head at her.
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"No, I'm not. I'm worried about you," he admitted, "and letting you be anorexic isn't an option."
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"I'm not talking." He pointed out. "I don't have anyone who cares about me. You do. So if I died it wouldn't matter to anyone."
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"What do you mean by that exactly? Because from the looks or it, people look at me and ramble. Thinking that because I'm mute, that i'm incompetent and can't tell anyone their secrets.
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"I'll leave when you're out of the hospital,"
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"Shouting at me will get you no where," he winced.
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The doctor came in. "You have two choices since there isn't anyone here you can put her in rehab or let her stay here." He said.
He typed on his phone, "I don't know... Neither of us can pay for rehab or a psychiatrist." He showed it to him.
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"I barely know her at all," he typed, "but I think I'll wait a bit before deciding." He showed him the phone.
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He nodded. If only she'd just open up to me...
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"Please, Annabelle. You're not well," he signed, this time seeming like he's begging.
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"I'm sorry, but you have to go.." He signed, an apologetic look on his face.
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"Don't worry, I let myself like you when I've never been loved before," he signed. "It's good to get better when someone wants you there. Then make friends and stuff." He looked out the window.
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"A box isn't a home. A home is warm. Somewhere you love," he signed. "Somewhere you find comfort in. Is that what the box is like?" He asked.
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"It's called BPD," he signed and crossed his arms.
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"My parents died in car crash but before that it was chatoic my brother was slective mute but he talked to me but most of the time we signed. Then he stopped talking when they died. My sister was born deaf. So I knew how to signed for them. After my parents died we went to live with my aunt and uncle." She said. That was when she stopped talking. "That's enough information about me today."
"Guess it's tit for tat," he signed then told her, "long story short: my mothers an alcoholic, my fathers a rapist. He used to beat me up to rape my mum." He closed his eyes to stop the flashbacks and rested back, "i'm a drug addict because I don't want to remember what happened. Drugs helped."
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He shrugged because he didn't say even half of it either.
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He sat up, "look, I've been here for three fucking days. I barely slept one hour because I was worried about you. So you can quit with the whole 'no one cares' thing because if I didn't I wouldn't fucking be here." He got up and stormed out, pissed at her for being cold and at himself for snapping at her.
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He went to the toilet and splashed his face, feeling like bashing his head into a wall or two. He closed his eyes before wiping the water and going back. When he got back he signed, "sorry.. I didn't mean to be so insensitive.."
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"You were acting like you were going to say that again," he sighed and ran a hand through his hair because he was telling the truth earlier that day. He was there for 3 days and couldn't sleep one bit. He hated hospitals.
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