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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 2, 2010 19:24:42 GMT -5
Deans grin was smug as the girl gave up and left him be he noted though how she tried to walk but her head drooped, he watched as she gave up on walking and pulled herself onto her horse. He nodded slightly he knew she was worse then she was trying to let on and at least now that she had given up arguing and was astride her horse she would get back to the stables all the more sooner.
He could still taste blood in his mouth and when he spat out the extra fluid he could see that it was stained red, typical he thought as he walked none to easily back toward the stables. Ahead of him he could see the little hot head pull up in front of another guy and slide off. He couldn’t help feeling a pang of jealousy as he watched her walk over and sit in his car while he took her horse inside. He tried to tell himself to cut it out there was no point being jealous after all he hardly knew the girl, and their only communication had involved both of them being hot heads.
Though in a way it didn’t even shock him all that much he was used to being irrational, he never seemed to pick the girls who acted the way girls should. You know the type who didn’t go out of the house without their makeup immaculate and their clothes pristine. The type who never fought very hard for what they believed in. No he liked the strong willed ones, with a stubborn streak was even better. What was the point of being with a girl who didn’t have a personality of her own.
His side was getting uncomfortably painful as he walked toward the stable and he was thinking that maybe poor Perry would have to wait till morning to be settled in properly. Naturally he would make sure he was fed and comfortable and had the basics like water. But he had been planing on spending some time with him, brushing him and all that but he really was beginning to think that maybe he wasn’t quite up for that after all.
He was concentrating so hard on walking straight that he didn’t see the other guy coming out of the stable till almost too late and the motion of dodging out of the guys way at the same time he dodged as well caused a sharp pain to plague him again and the taste of blood came back full force. He couldn’t help it he spat it out on the ground and took a breath as he forced himself to straighten listening to the guy speak.
He was not the sort of person that coped with hospitals and he refused to go to them normally, but he did want to make sure that the little hot head would be ok what did he call her? Rose wasn’t it, well that suited her actually, pretty little thing with a sharp edge that’s what he thought about when he thought about a rose and yep that sure did suit this one pretty well.
“Stubborn guy yer that sounds like me, but your Rose can be pretty stubborn herself.”
He said with a grin that unfortunately though it was genuine was tainted with a grimace the newest little stabbing sensation from sidestepping this guy with an already sore side didn’t really help too much. Maybe it was time Dean admitted defeat and accepted some help…
“You know what, I think a lift to the hospital might be the smart way to go thanks I’m Dean by the way”
He said offering a hand to the guy, he seemed a little older then Rose, too old to be a student here, was he a teacher? No he was too young for that … wasn’t he? Oh well Dean would find out soon enough no point hurting his head trying to figure it out. Even as he spoke staying he would go to the hospital he knew he probably wouldn’t let any of the nurses at the hospital help him. He really just wanted to go to make sure that the little hot head Rose would be ok.
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Post by Roselyn on Mar 3, 2010 6:27:26 GMT -5
She was too tired to even notice the two males talking. Exhausted from the drive, riding and almost halting around, no wonder her stamina was coming down to zero. She sighed heavily and opened up her bag to find the few sketches she usually hid in her writing book. One was of her own horse, standing at the pasture just looking around being as proud as ever. She smiled faintly. ”Well, it’ll be a long time until I can ride, I know Adrian well enough for that.” Where was he anyway? She looked out the front window and noticed them, oh god! Great, her brother was probably being all that nice and wanting to take him to the hospital, this was not her day huh? She wouldn’t move, he could sit in the back for all she cared. That hothead had probably misunderstood and thought that Adrian was her boyfriend, well let hi think that way! It wouldn’t take long until her brother would say otherwise, unless he was in a slight playful mood and would tease him. Now that would be funny!
He listened to the words of the male and raised his brow lightly hearing “your Rose is quite stubborn herself.” He couldn’t hold back his laughter and grinned rather sweetly, of course she was Adrian’s in one way or another, but this guy seemed to try and not be jealous, which he wasn’t, right? He looked towards the car feeling a little soft for his sister; she had already caught on a guy that troublemaker. Looking back he patted the young boys shoulder but just a tap to be gentle and friendly, he didn’t want to hurt him more than he already was. ”Yeah she is huh? She’s not usually that stubborn but when it comes to people getting hurt or horses she gets this sudden fume, don’t know where she got it from.” The way the blond guy was silent however made him rethink the offer, maybe he wouldn’t after all? His words were just going to slip out to him to say good bye and sorry for the trouble when Dean spoke, introduced himself and took out his hand.
The Korean older male took the hand firm but gently. His words slipped easily. ”Nice to meet you Dean, I’m Adrian the new instructor here. Just get in the back of the car, she won’t allow you to sit in front, it’s her seat apparently.” He nodded towards the silver car. It still shone softly from the wash he had just given it. Walking towards the car the twenty year old opened the back of it letting Dean go when he felt like it and went in the front. He looked at Rose, she was paler then usual and it worried him. ”Really, mom will kill me if she somehow found out about this, you know she was against you buying Streamer in the first place.” Her dark eyes looked at him softly, they weren’t blood related, Adrian was adopted and Rose knew that, but she would never fall in love with him. He was and would always be her big brother who raised her since she moved in with him five years ago. ”I know, I know, I’ll call her after the hospital. How much of a beatin’ am I getting mate?” Her Australian accent slipped trying to perhaps get a sweeter punishment.
Head just shook easily at her, and he looked towards the male before speaking swiftly. ”That won’ work lass, your sweet talk won’ have an affect love. We’ll wait to see what the situation is at, aye?” Roselyn nodded lightly and leaned against his shoulder, he smiled patting her head like she was a little puppy before waiting for the other male, what was taking so long? Did he have to just stand there looking rather puzzled or what?
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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 3, 2010 10:07:29 GMT -5
The injured side of the male hurt like hell and he could feel it getting worse the longer he stood but he knew better then to show just how much it hurt. If he had been back home and shown his pain he would have just been beaten, his father liked to give him something to yell out about but Dean had taught himself a long time ago how to hold back and not give his old man the satisfaction. Truth be told the old bugger had helped Dean to built up a high pain tolerance so it was only serious injuries like this one that showed through at all.
He stood as straight as his injuries aloud as he listened to the other male talk he grinned at the mans retell about how the girl was apparently not usually that stubborn. Apparently she was only that bad when people were hurt or when horses were involved, Dean doubted that to an extent from what he had seen of Rose she was one strong willed women and he doubted that anyone would stand in her way if she felt strongly about something. And that was the trait that drew him to her, he respected that in her and he was very much interested in finding out more about the fiery young women.
Dean smiled as the man took his outstretched hand and shook it introducing himself as one of the teachers, it didn’t matter much to Dean that he was a new teacher. After all it was his first day they were all new to him, but since this one was a teacher as he had begun to expect he was beginning to realise that maybe there wasn’t anything between this guy and Rose, that wasn’t to say she didn’t have a boyfriend somewhere on campus. After all he knew nothing of her other then the fact that she had a stubborn streak in her.
He knew nothing of how long she had been here or anything else for that matter, now he just wondered if she and this Adrian were some sort of a relation or if he was just a teacher taking care of a student, if the second was the case then the crack about her being his little hot head was probably out of line just a bit.
“Thanks, the back seats fine with me”
He said with a smile somehow it seemed easier to accept the kindness of a male then a female, another wonderful side effect of being raised by his father. Dean followed the guy to the car, Adrian got there first and opened the back door for him before he climbed into the front himself. Dean heard snippets of the conversation between Adrian and Rose as he painfully lowered himself into the back seat of the car. He was beginning to wonder if sitting was such a good idea after all cause damn it hurt like hell, damn internal injuries, why couldn’t he just get a surface scratch like a normal person.
It took a little longer then it would take a normal uninjured person to get into a car but he finally managed it and shut the door behind him, taking the seat belt he clicked it into place and relaxed into the back seat tilting his head back his eyes closed he let the pain show on his face without meaning too as he tried to take deep breaths that came out more as shudders.
All the while he was aware of the other two and their conversation and from what he heard it sounded like they might be siblings, or more the way they spoke it was almost like Adrian was a father figure to the girl, though he assumed it was more in the sense that Adrian might have been relied on as an older brother maybe to help raise her.
He was no expert but he knew that some of his friends who had no fathers looked toward their elder brother for guidance and to help them through the tough times. Dean wasn’t in much of a mood for talking and he sensed that the two in the front had things to discuss so instead he just sat silent in the back eyes closed trying to control his breathing though the sharp pains that came with every breathe made it somewhat difficult as you would imagine. God he couldn’t wait for this to be over, another what was it 3 maybe 4 hours and the pain would be all but gone as long as this time followed the path of all the rest.
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Post by Roselyn on Mar 3, 2010 16:45:14 GMT -5
Her eyes were steady, watching as Dean walked towards the car. Great, he had swiftly said yes to her brother but not her, just great. She frowned a tad she was still a little furious but tired when Adrian saw down. He noticed the frown but only shook his head and looked at the back. He noticed the painful look on Dean but couldn’t help but wonder why he tried to hide it, sure it would probably hurt like a lot, but at least he wouldn’t tire himself with hiding it. He turned the key in the engine starting the car before driving smoothly out of the stable grounds and onto the road towards the hospital. The time it took to drive would be a joyful thirty minute drive but he really didn’t care. Roselyn was half asleep on his shoulder and Dean was half asleep as well so he decided to just take a call to one of the stable hands. He picked up the phone and dialed the number. He had learned all the horses and their riders by heart and as the other line answered he spoke easily. ”Yeah hey, it’s Adrian Airheart speaking. Could you please give Persephone, Stuck to the Stream and Sorry Sorry Answer some extra hey, a great massage and brush and give them their blankets? Thanks bye.”
The younger sister moved lightly, and he noticed that she had fallen asleep, checking her temperature he noticed that there were no fever and sighed with relief. He looked in the mirror to check on Dean as well, he seemed to shudder a little. Putting on some warmth he sped up the car and drove into the driveway of the hospital. Parking and turning off the engine he felt her move a little but only it was easy to see that the seventeen year old was asleep. He smiled lightly and took off her seatbelt before he looked back at Dean. ”Dean, we’re here. Do you need help?” His eyes were warm and gentle as he looked at the other student. Turning to his little sister he opened the door and walked out to her side. Picking her up softly he could hear her groan and noticed the blood on her knees as well as the blue bump on her head. His frown grew bigger, she had fallen bad from Streamer, but what had frightened that stallion?
He shrugged it off for now and closed both the doors and stepped into the hospital. Looking in he didn’t even care but shouted easily. ”Could someone please help me right now!? She fell off her horse and is in a pretty bad shape!” Two nurses came at once and found a bed for Roselyn and he lay her down gently. He felt helpless as he just saw them take her away. Looking to the car a little some of the sadness and guilt showed because he wasn’t there to protect her but he hid it as soon as he could. Looking at the phone he had already gotten three messages from home, he listened to them hearing his mother yell as usual and decided to call her back. He hot dialed the number and it didn’t even take one and a half ring before his mother answered. “ADRIAN! Why the hell haven’t you answered!?” He sighed before answering her calmly. ”Would you chill? What is it that you want?” He could almost hear her fume and had to restrain his laughter.
“You know what I want! Where is Rose!?” His ears hurt at her yelling and he couldn’t help but get ticked off. ”Would you be quiet? Rose can’t take the phone and don’t act like she’s your daughter, she’s not.” He barely heard her voice after that when he hung up and sighed deeply. Really, why had his mother started to care about Roselyn’s being? Ever since Rose lost her parents five years ago and his mother heard about it, she had always called at least twice a month and sometimes twice a week. It was expensive nonetheless but she seemed to have all the money in the world, but not anything to give him when he was in trouble. Why was he thinking this again? Shaking his head a little he suddenly noticed one of the nurses and she walked towards him with a smile but he noticed the frown and crossed his arms. “She’s alright, but we had to sow her knee and right leg because some cuts were deep. We stabilized her so you can just visit her, but don’t tire her out.”
Thank god she was alright! He smiled gently and just nodded, walking into her room he saw her eyes flutter open and she sat up easily, her right leg was in bandages while her left had a few here and there because of scratches. She looked at him with soft blue eyes and could clearly see how his relief had turned into anger. She shivered lightly but was prepared for whatever he had up for her. And by the looks of it, he would not care if that stubborn hothead would suddenly walk in when he said his words. ”What did your mother say?” She tried going around but was caught in a trap, the way his smile never went in his eye was proof enough. This was a bad tale, and she had caused most of it. ”I hung up on her, and don’t try changing the subject here missy. Why in the name of God did you take him out for a ride? You know how much damage you could’ve caused? It was a miracle Streamer didn’t get hurt at all. Oh but just wait until we’re home, the beating waiting there won’t be nice, that’s for sure. Now get some rest, you need to gather your rest.” She nodded and laid down, he tucked her in the blanket and sat down, he didn’t care who listened to his words, they could do all they wanted for all he cared, which he didn’t. But did Dean care of those words?
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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 4, 2010 7:25:30 GMT -5
Dean relaxed in the car slightly more when he heard the older man talking on the phone asking for their horses to be taken care of. At least he didn’t have to worry about Persephone and whether he was settling in ok, though he would still be eager to get down and see him either later tonight or tomorrow. The rest of the ride to the hospital was a quiet one Rose was sleeping in the front and Adrian was silent as he drove, Dean though his eyes were closed was wide awake.
He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket but he ignored it he knew it would be his mother he was supposed to ring her and tell her how his first day at the new school had been. And naturally since he hadn’t made the phone call yet she was trying to get a hold of him instead, he pulled it out and after it finished ringing out he opened it up and turned it off. He would explain things to his mother later, and besides it would need to be turned off once they were inside the hospital anyway.
He could see it in the distance they weren’t far now and before he knew it they were pulled up outside, Adrian turned around and spoke telling Dean the obvious that they were there and asking if he needed any help. Dean simply shook his head and opened the door after taking off his seat belt he clambered out of the car. By the time he pulled himself up right and headed for the hospital Adrian was already inside, he watched as Nurses ran to the door and Rose was rested on a hospital bed and wheeled away.
Dean staggered into the hospital soon after and collapsed into one of the waiting room chairs, his hands gripped at his side and he tried to calm his breathing yet again. The receptionist behind the counter came around and asked him if he was alright, he looked up, she was a young thing she obviously hadn’t been in this job long she was looking around unsure of herself, as if she was wondering if she should have called upon a nurse right away or not.
“Sure, I’m fine don’t worry about me, the girl who just came in how is she doing?”
He asked in an attempt to shift the inexperienced girls attention off of himself and onto another subject unfortunately for him she didn’t seem to be that easy to distract.
“I don’t know you would have to ask the nurses attending her, but right now I’m going to fetch a nurse to attend to your injuries.”
She said suddenly seeming far more sure of herself and deciding that this was the cause of action she should have taken right away she went off to find a nurse. It didn’t take her long to return with one and unforunatly for him it was one of those motherly type nurses, one of those who had been around the hospital for years and was all concerned. Asking him questions about how he was injured and where it hurt, asking him about every detail of the incident.
He could do nothing more then sigh and answer her questions what else was there to do, though naturally he played down his injuries failing to mention spitting out the blood that had risen in his throat and instead sticking to the story that he had landed on a stick. Though when the nurse made him show her his side he knew she didn’t believe him for there was no mark on the outside skin to suggest that was the cause.
It was when she got up to go find a bed and a room for him that he decided it was time to escape, but he still wanted to know how Rose was doing. So when he was sure the nurse was busy he got up and made his way through the hospital trying to act as normal as possible, he caught sight of Adrian going into one of the rooms and walked that way. Dean reached the room in time to hear the words ‘Oh but just wait until we’re home, the beating waiting there won’t be nice, that’s for sure.’ Deans fist clenched he didn’t even hear the rest of the guys words, his jaw was tight and his teeth clenched.
There was one thing that Dean could not tolerate and that was guys who hit women, it didn’t matter what they did, for all he cared a women could come at him with a knife and he would do no more then restrain her from doing so. To hear any guy threaten with violence against a women made his blood run cold and he often lost control of himself, there was more then one time he had put a man in the hospital for even thinking it.
The only thing that stopped him now from marching into that room and smashing the guys face in was the thought of getting kicked out of school for it. This guy was a teacher, he could be thrown out at school if he was to throw punches at the guy. Instead he stood in the doorway fists clenched fuming trying to control his temper and I got to tell you it wasn’t working all too well.
“If I find out you lay so much of a finger on her or any other girl and I will make sure you’re the one in the hospital bed.”
Dean hissed from the door his voice held in it all the anger he longed to show with the satisfying thunk of his fist connecting with the males jaw. Instead he shot a glare at the man before turning his back he couldn’t stand there any longer or he knew he would lose control, instead he headed from the exit. He was in such a fuming mood, that he didn’t even notice the nurse he walked past as she started on about there he was she had been looking for him.
She realised there was something wrong with him as he stormed out the front door and the nurse in her picked up the way he favoured his side even without realising it. She followed him worried that his injuries were far worse then what he was letting on. She was horrified as she watched him walk straight up to one of the big trees outside and threw a hard punch at its trunk, followed by another.
He didn’t even seem to flinch as she saw even from there the blood that started to trickle from the newly split skin on his knuckles. She rushed over despite being frightened by his outburst she wouldn’t let that fear show she had dealt with violent patients before, but as soon as he realised she was there and she was right there next to him he stopped punching at the tree his knuckles clenched into fists. He let her lead him back into the hospital where she pushed him down onto a bed, she first took care of his bleeding knuckles before she got him wheeled into a room himself where he would wait for an x-ray.
He didn’t say a word, his mind was going crazy like it always did when he got like this it wouldn’t take too long to calm down but for now he was plotting. Plans forming as he tried to figure out how he could pay the guy back for bashing women without getting kicked out of the school.
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Post by Roselyn on Mar 5, 2010 6:45:20 GMT -5
His palm was stroking over his face, he felt like an old grandfather watching over that kid. But before he started speaking he noticed Rose look rather blankly at Dean and heard his threatening words. If I find out you lay so much of a finger on her or any other girl and I will make sure you’re the one in the hospital bed.” Oh great, another misunderstanding. His eyes went towards Dean calmly, he didn’t smile nor grin, just looked at him. Calm and reassuring, like he would beat his little sister, but how could Dean know that? As the young teen walked out before Rose could say anything he had to release a sigh. Adrian took her hand and kissed her forehead softly, her eyes looked at him with an apology he knew she would never speak off. He smiled at her warmly before speaking the same calming words he had always used. ”I’ll talk to him, alright love? But really, the way he spoke of you as a hothead doesn’t fit in this kind of situation, you’re too soft.” He teased her lightly and only got a glare as an answer.
”Shut up! I am not soft! Now go talk with him. Maybe we should stop about teasing each other with our term of punishment.” She looked at him with an eyebrow raised. He knew that expression, the expression of not messing around with her while she was a poor little darling that was hurt. Really, she was a pin in the ass, but she was his sister so what could he really do? Well, nothing, other than listen to her, well now and then. ”Aye, aye I’ll talk to him. Rest now Rose. I’ll talk to mother when we’re home, I turned the phone off give me yours as well.” She looked at him for a long time before giving it to him; he turned it off as well and put it in his pocket. He held a brotherly smile before turning around and walked out of the room rather smoothly. She pouted a little until her head lay down at the pillow, might as well fall asleep; it would take some time until Adrian came back anyway, right?
Adrian looked around for Dean. He frowned when he didn’t see the younger male and went to the receptionist. A charming smile was held on his lips and he spoke without releasing any breath on it. ”Tell me love, were did a hotheaded blonde go to? I need to talk to him.” When she heard of it he noticed how she got nervous but pointed at the exit. He nodded a thank you to her, turned and walked out. He saw Dean and one of those typical motherly nurses, but he noticed how unsure she was of everything around her and couldn’t help but roll his eyes a little. But before Dean even noticed her he went straight forth, his hand caught the teens fist before his third blow at the tree. He held it firmly without using too much strength; his words were deep but calm. But he wouldn’t go around the clock, there were no need and just by looking at this rather hot head he knew just how much he was alike his sister, or rather, he was too alike his sister. And really, in this situation, it was not a good thing.
”Alright, the tree has gotten its beating. Really boy, you shouldn’t jump to the wrong conclusion, why on earth would I even think about hitting my own little sister? But yer not the only one that misunderstood, we don’t usually tell anyone but it’s just a figure of speech between us two, aye? I’m just going to ground her and ban her from riding for about one to two month, depending on her injuries. Really, no wonder I saw her in you, you’re both hotheads. Now go with that worried nurse and get checked, you’re scaring Roselyn even if she won’t admit it.” He let go of the teens hand and nodded to the nurse. You see Adrian doesn’t get the same anger, he can get angry but it takes some time before it actually happens. Leaving the other two he checked with the nurse about the tests she had taken, fortunately his sister hadn’t broken anything and he sighed in relief. She would be discharged the day after and if he wanted he could go home. He just shook his head but asked about bringing a pet, and noticed that it was alright because Rose had the room to herself.
He gave the nurse his thanks and wrote a note for his little sister, telling her that he would be back as soon as he could with a little surprise. He put it on the night stand beside her bed and walked out. He got in his car, turned on the engine and drove back to their apartment, it was an ok apartment, having two bedrooms, a bathroom and kitchen with living room and a hallway. It was perfect for two so he was glad he had rented it. He parked outside the building and turned the engine off, locked the car. Unlocking the apartment door he heard the small yelp and opened the door after unlocking it. A small german shepherd pup ran to him excited to see her owner. Adrian couldn’t help but grin rather cheerily and cuddled with the pup a little. ”Come on Rica, time to meet Rose. We have to drive a little but you don’t have motion sickness so that’s good. My car won’t smell, aye?”
Rica barked at him, her tongue out as she panted with excitement. Smiling softly at the little one he lifted her up in his arms, he locked the door behind him and put her in the front seat of the car. Closing the door behind him he went to the drivers seat, and did the same thing he usually did, turning on the engine and drove back towards the hospital, he didn’t know if she had woken up yet and he hoped she didn’t. It would take some time before he arrived after all.
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Roselyn woke up not long after her brother had driven off. Her head was still aching and she shut her eyes a little, opened them then shut them closed again. After the third time, she finally opened them completely in the dark and silent room. She looked around only to notice the nurse that switched the IV so she wouldn’t dry out or loose any minerals. The nurse smiled to the young teen softly and pointed at her night stand. She frowned a little; Roselyn sat up slowly and took the note where her brother had written with his soft handwriting:
Dear Rose
I checked Dean, your little hothead and I don’t know if he calmed down or anything. I’ll be back in a couple of hours with a little surprise to you. Now just calm down and if your bored, read some of those horse magazines I bought for you love.
Brotherly love Adrian
She laughed lightly and got out the magazine, she would read but she wondered how Dean was. She finally knew his name and she could almost bet all her money, that he knew her name as well. But would he come to find her again after getting checked on? She didn’t know, but time would tell so she shrugged the thought off again and read in her magazine while waiting for the boredom to disappear.
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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 7, 2010 21:52:22 GMT -5
Dean was lying in the hospital bed trying to get control of himself, he didn’t want to be in the hospital certainty not to be treated! His mind was racing with everything that had just happened, he hearing the words spoken by Adrian and storming outside, taking his anger out on the tree until his hand was stopped. Sure he could have smacked that cocky so and so out for doing that but he knew that wouldn’t solve anything at least not right that second. No instead he didn’t he dropped his hand to his side and listened, in a way he was glad he didn’t straight away go smack down on the guys ass after all. Turns out it was their weird way of saying your grounded, go figure though he made a mental note to keep an eye out, if she got any unexplainable bruises what out.
He had seen Adrian get in the car and drive off as the nurse ushered him inside and had thought that it would be a little while till he came back. Dean wanted to go find Rose again and apologies for his outburst, he didn’t like apologizing but he also wasn’t one to just pretend he didn’t really stuff up. Unfortunately the nurse had postponed his efforts as she hovered in the room making sure he didn’t leave before they got a chance to check him out properly, apparently she didn’t trust him to stay in his room. Which was annoying for Dean because he didn’t want to stay in the room, he wanted to leave.
“You know I already know that my ribs are all over the place, I really don’t need another x-ray just to prove they are, surely I can go, the pain never lasts more then 4 hours come on Mary let me out of here”
He said in his sweetest voice, he had learnt that the motherly nurse was called Mary and he tried using her name and his sweet voice to coax her into letting him go. She gave him a stern look and folded her arms, looking at him with determination and the slightest hint of worry in there.
“You will do as your told Dean, you think I’m going to let you out so you can plow down another tree and make things worse I don’t think so young man”
Was her only response and Dean frowned at her not a mean frown just one that said well how can I argue will that she is just trying to help. His face brightened as an idea hit him that he hoped she couldn’t object too and she noticed it too and returned his hopeful look with one of suspicion.
“How about this Mary, if you let me go down the way and visit my dear friend Rose until they are ready for the x-ray I will go without any further arguing”
He said hopefully, he was beginning to find it easier to speak though it still left him slightly breathless, the nurse looked at him through narrow eyes as she considered it then throwing up her arms in defeat she rose from her perch on the chair and nodded.
“Fine but you are not to go outside understand.”
She threatened giving him his rules of release he nodded easily and grinned getting up off the bed a little slower then he would have normally taken it and gave the nurse a one armed hug and said thanks. Then he left the room and went off in search of Rose, he figured she would still be in the same room as earlier and headed off in that direction. He could sense the nurse’s eyes following him making sure he went where he said he would and not anywhere else.
He approached the door to her room and looked in she was awake and reading a magazine looking bored with it, he knocked lightly and smiled slightly not sure what sort of welcoming he would get after his outburst before.
“Hi Rose, sorry about before, how are you feeling?”
He asked gently, he didn’t want to force his company on her if she didn’t want it and instead of entering in the room he hovered at the door a little unsure.
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Post by Roselyn on Mar 12, 2010 12:53:48 GMT -5
As she read through the magazine she noticed an article about the Spanish breed, Pura Raza Espanol, eyes halted on the header for a while and her mind started to draw forth the picture of her ebonite steed. She truly loved her horse but the feeling of being thrown off was still there. No she wouldn’t be scared of getting back into the saddle, she trusted him with her life and he trusted his with her. It was one of those bonds that would be hard to break because of both their pasts. She would never forget the feeling she got when she got the message at the hospital that day a long time ago, her parents were dead and her brother missing. People were suspecting him for the car accident that she and her parents were in, but she didn’t really care, she had never really cared. As she thought back about it she still wondered why she was alive, no one had told her the reason, no one would dare do it, so it seemed.
Roselyn sighed heavily and closed the magazine, her bed was thankfully beside a window and she looked out of it. Imagining the flow of her horse again, the way they moved together, how he could suddenly move from one step to another and then speed up to a smooth canter. She always felt free when she rode him, it was never the same with Answer, the palomino was a beauty, and a grand prix show jumper. But her step was still more off, and not as elegant as the Spanish breed of her stallion. Ah, she wanted to get back as soon as possible, but how could she? She was already grounded for almost dear life, and would only be allowed to walk him around to keep his muscles up tight and his mind focused, then brush him, give him feed, turn him out and go home to do stupid homework. And she wasn’t in any dorms either, her brother would never insist it, he would do the opposite, lock her in their apartment and let her stay there.
”Wow, what a great time to start the fun of school. Come to school lame, god! I won’t even do the equestrian lessons now, I don’t want to be suspended but bloody Adrian is like my dad! I wanna bang his head so he will be more stupid, that’s a great idea lovely Rose! Why don’t you release his horse at the same time!?” She usually had the tendency of talking to herself, when she was bored or frustrated at herself. But hey, no one was perfect right? She gave up on the struggle and lay down again, her eyes half closed and put the magazine over her head and wanted to fly away, maybe no one would notice? Small chance, everyone would ask her what was wrong so there would be no use. Just as another sigh escaped her lips she noticed the door open and lifted up the magazine, it was Dean Parson. How she got his last name did not matter, but she was truly surprised to see him.
He didn’t however, give her any chance to respond as she sat up she could already hear the apology of his words. “Hi Rose, sorry about before, how are you feeling?” Rose? When did she give him her name? Eyebrow raised a little and the teen laid her horse magazine on the table again. As she put the pillow behind her back a little further up, giving more support to her back and neck she looked at him. Eyes were calm but still a little confused, no wait; maybe her brother had told him her nickname but not her name? Great, now another one would go around calling her Rose, she hated being called a flower, it was, weird. ”I won’t ask how you got my nickname, but it’s usually what one would call a “family” name. Adrian has always called me it but I don’t like it. My name however is Roselyn, if you can remember that much Dean.”
Her tongue was as sharp as ever, she didn’t hide the tongue that had its comments now and then. And the way he behaved told her that he was either pretty down or just didn’t know how to really talk with her. Her head still throbbed but only lightly, blue eyes glanced towards him for a minute before patting the bed smoothly and she let out some lyrics. ”If you really want to sneak away from them you should close the door. If not then you can go, I’m fine with whatever your choice is, and really I am fine.” Now what will he choose?
tagged; Dean (:words; 0.7.9.3 outfit; Stripes!lyrics; low by marianas trench notes; took a while dear, sorreh!
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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 16, 2010 8:01:42 GMT -5
A grin grew on Deans face as he walked into the room, and heard her sharp tongue kick in almost as soon as he himself stopped speaking, it entertained him to meet a girl who was so strong willed and who refused to worry about what other people thought she spoke her mind and that was that. He had been worried about what she would say about his reaction earlier but instead she just told him off for calling her Rose and he relaxed a bit. He walked easily into to the room and carefully sat himself down on a chair next to her bed before he even spoke, instead he just sat there for a minute or two just looking at her propped up in bed pretending to not be interested in what she said and not biting about her little if you can remember that much comment. It was clear that Adrian had told her his name as he had told him hers but it didn't bother him in the least, she could know his name he wasn't the one who had refused to voice it in the field there.
It was when her voice sung out again mentioning that she was fine and he could leave if he liked that he thought about voicing something himself. He grinned even wider as she spoke about his sneaking away and patting the bed, he didn't need to sneak he had already told the nurse where he was going he had no other choice until he had convinced her to let him come here the women wouldn't let him out of her sight.
"I don't need to sneak away from anyone, I just turned on the Dean charm and the nurse's swooned giving me free reign of the hospital miss Roselyn, and to be honest I think I will stay right here and annoy you for a while"
He said stretching his feet out in front of him and crossing them at the ankles he thought about putting his hands behind his head as he often did when he was making fun of the fact that he was just going to make himself comfortable but he thought better of it knowing that would probably only succeed in causing himself to double over in pain. Not the impression he intended on making right now so instead he just crossed his arms gently over his chest with the same smug grin on his face.
"So Roselyn, tell me do you prefer cold or hot weather?"
He asked with a straight face looking at her with all seriousness as if this was a question of upmost importance, obviously it wasn't but Dean had fun making unimportant questions seem important, in his experience it lightened the mood in most cases though he had his doubts here though he didn't let it show, instead he kept a look of cool confidence on his features and waited too see what her next move would be.
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Post by Roselyn on Mar 19, 2010 3:16:46 GMT -5
Mind had never really raced towards the finish, not until now. Roselyn had always been proud of herself, she was a virgin even at the age of seventeen, but the most important fact for her was, she had never fallen in love. People called her impudent because of this, love was such a fantastic thing, and what was the reaction they got? A snort, a laugh and her back turned towards them. She knew what love was, but the love for a horse and love fro the other sex was different, her brother had taught her that a long time ago. Then again, Adrian wasn’t her real brother, but foster brother, but people never really asked about it so she didn’t care about it either. No one would meet her parents either way so why bother telling everyone? Now that she thought about it, were was her brother? Not Adrian, but that other one, he had gone missing a long time ago. Who knew if he was even alive, she couldn’t even remember his face anymore.
There was a sigh that slipped from her lips and her eyes closed once again. Leaning against the bed Rose didn’t really care about what Dean thought. She wasn’t tired, just restless and wanting to go for a ride again. Ah! She wanted to train dressage or try on Answer, but no, she had to go and get hurt. Ah well, she had to hand it to herself, if she had been more careful she wouldn’t have been here. ”But then you wouldn’t have met Dean either.” That whisper, which came sneakily in her mind. Eyes opened and she noticed that he spoke towards her. Eyebrow raised as blue eyes didn’t really believe him. Folding the hands in her lap she couldn’t help but give a little snort at him before speaking up sweetly. ”Oh r’ly? Think I’m buyin’ it? Really Dean, the day you charm a nurse is the day I fall in love. An’ I dun think you can annoy me more then I’ve annoyed myself mate.”
Words were sugar sweet and she looked at him easily. She could easily give him the challenge but she withstood it for now, no need to rush into things. Her ear caught his words again, eyes looked closely but never saw him even blink. He was serious, even when he was making himself “comfortable.” Eyebrow rose, more then once in five minutes and she could not help but look at him like he was insane or something. Here he had almost just ran out threatening her brother and now he was all high and mighty talking about whether she liked cold or hot weather? Ah, he really had come to tick her off after all. A sly smile tugged her lips, she lifted her body more up with the support of her arms, the leg hurt because of the stitches and the female flinched just lightly. She forgot, she was “hurt”. ”So you’re suddenly talking about the weather? I’m from Australia, so I like the hot weather. Why?” Testing him wouldn’t work so she just asked a simple question, without giving him any expression at all. She was “uninterested,” aye.
tagged; Dean (:words; 0.5.3.5 outfit; Stripes!lyrics; low by marianas trench notes; finally lol
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Post by Dean Parsons on Mar 22, 2010 3:38:54 GMT -5
Dean sat at her bedside, looking on as her eyes closed she seemed to be having some sort of inside war going on with herself, he guessed she was beating herself up about falling off and the fact that she knew she would be banned from riding her beloved horse for a while. He smiled at her quip at him about how he wouldn't be able to charm a nurse, and he caught from her next words that she didn't believe that she would ever fall in love, he couldn't help but wonder why that was. Though he didn't want to pry so he chose not to mention anything about that as such. he laughed at her reaction to his seemingly seriousness question he had asked about the weather, he had thought her reaction would be different from most and he was right. Where most people started laughing and asking what he was on she had answered him with all honesty and seriousness that her favorite type of weather was hot. He looked up as a nurse walked past the one the had been watching him so closely in his own room, before he had convinced her to let him come in here to wait instead.
"How's it going Mary, had anymore problem cases while I've been gone"
He said easily to the nurse as she walked on shaking her head slightly at the cocky male who had conned her into letting him leave his room, though she didn't regret it too much he didn't seem to need to be laying in bed and his room had already been filled up, the joys of having shortages of beds in hospitals.
"See told ya I charmed my way out of my room, guess that means your falling in love, it's understandable though I mean I am irresistible, and as for the weather, well it can tell allot about a person"
He spoke with a cheekiness that he had possessed since he was young, he had guessed that her answer would be summer, hot weather, that's what he had guessed would be her favorite type of weather. She was a hot headed type of person which matched her choice of weather, the way he saw it people who loved winter were cool and relaxed type of people where as those who loved summer always seem to be the type who would stand fiercely up for their beliefs and the people who mattered to them.
"So your from Australia as well. What side? I was brought up on the west coast myself, man we had some crazy times there."
He spoke easily, he was relaxed sitting in the chair beside her, he didn't know why exactly he felt so comfortable around her but he did and it felt nice to have someone he felt comfortable around. Honestly Dean is a very self conscious sort of person with low self esteem, he puts on the act that he is an overly confident cocky person to hide the fact that he was a very self doubting sort of person.
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Post by Roselyn on Apr 5, 2010 19:44:03 GMT -5
Her eyes were filled with curiosity on his behavior, Dean was a funny guy. You never knew what he could give you, and most of the time, he seemed to be joking around. But she noticed that he had been looking at her while her eyes were closed, and her words were about to come out when she noticed the nurse. Mary? So he had charmed himself out after all? Go figure, maybe it was light at the end of the tunnel? No, she shouldn’t be thinking like that, there would be no chance for her to fall in love, right? But as she heard his words that she would fall in love, but the way he was directing it towards him, because he was so charming. She felt like laughing, but instead wanted to test his “skills”. Her words slipped before she could even stop them. ”Well then mister Ladies charmer, kiss me if you have the guts. And I still don’t believe that I’ll fall in love.”
Eyes looked straight into his, she felt calm, but he wouldn’t kiss her, would he? Rose didn’t think too much about it, if she did the insecurity would show and she would get nervous. Now that was something she would not give him, the pleasure of seeing her own insecurity, at least not until she knows she could trust him more. His cheekiness almost annoyed her, but she had gotten used to it by now. She couldn’t help but release a smile and sigh, shook her head lightly at him. [582828]”Really dean, you’re cheekiness never stops huh?”
[/color] The teen laughed softly at him; giving one of the rare smiles she gave and then let it slide again. As she leaned back towards the pillow, his words started ringing in her ears. So he was from the west side of Australia? Her eyes looked at him, she was still a little nervous inside, how this situation around them would become, was something only fate would know. But she could at least answer his question. ”You’re not striking me as a party animal Dean. But I’m from Sydney, well a little out of town, but nonetheless Sydney. Born there, raised more or less here. Adrian has been my family ever since the accident.” She looked at him calmly. Roselyn had never really talked to anyone about what had happened to her parents, she had never really had any friends either so that was probably the reason. But that was what? Five years ago? That was the tops at least. Her life had changed, her brother’s as well. And that was how life went, she was still alive though, so something was good about it, or what do you say Dean? Still having problems finding yourself? [/sup][/blockquote][/blockquote] tagged;Dean words; 0.4.6.2 outfit; lyrics; low by marianas trench notes; museless, ish museless
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Post by Dean Parsons on Apr 12, 2010 8:50:01 GMT -5
Dean looked on at the girl in the hospital bed, she screamed confidence, even as she lay in that bed, injured and sore he could see the inner strength resonating off of her. In his already relaxed position with his feet up on the bed he listened to her babble. For she had just dared him to kiss her and he watched as she seemed to become nervous that he would actually do it and therefore she began her babbling.
He wasn't paying complete attention to what she was saying to be honest he was contemplating whether to take her up on the dare. On the one hand he never backed out on a dare, it helped in his charade of pretending that he had all the confidence in the world. On the other hand he could see himself really liking this girl and he didn't want to make a fool of himself. You see Dean was the sort of person who was brought up to believe that if you weren't confident then you were not worth a thing, so Dean taught himself to pretend to be confident. In truth he had little to no real self confidence, though he believed he hid it well, but if he was to actually kiss this gorgeous women on the bed in front of him and be rejected by her would be be able to go on pretending.
Well he thought to himself there was only one real way to find out now wasn't there and that was to give it a go, besides he never did back down from a challenge wasn't that right. Making his decision in less time then you would think, he let Roselyn finish telling him the basics of her life in Sydney, he wasn't sure as he lowered his legs from the bed and stood up leaning over her if she had intended to say more of not but for the moment she was silent and he flashed one of his cocky grins.
"You know I never did learn how to say no to a challenge"
He said gently before picking a strand of hair from her face and brushing it gently behind her ear, his hand coming to rest on her cheek, he lent in and his lips found her's soft and gentle he kissed her, one hand held him on the bed resting on the bed the other side of her while the other brushed back to entwine in her hair. He lingered over it for a time before pulling back his eyes still closed for a moment after the kiss, he opened them gently looking at her with a smile. Not moving too far from her enough to give her some space but not enough that if she chose she couldn't claim another kiss, which he would gladly give of course.
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Post by Roselyn on Apr 13, 2010 5:50:08 GMT -5
Roselyn had noticed that his mind wasn’t really there; it was somewhere else as she was talking. Her hand went in front of his eyes to see no reaction. ”Dean, you’re pants are off!” She spoke up to see if she would get any reaction. Shrugging at him a little the young teen kept wondering what he was thinking about, and just as she was about to ask him, he stood up. She felt how he leaned against her, eyes met and she felt him lock her in his view. She couldn’t take her eyes away from him. She started to feel insecure of what to do when his words suddenly spoke between them, ringing in her ears. "You know I never did learn how to say no to a challenge." As their lips connected her eyes grew wide for a second, then they closed and her body leaned into the kiss. It was her first kiss, she had never imagined it being taken away by a dare after she would’ve fallen from her horse, but nonetheless, her first kiss.
Heart throbbed hard in her chest, pumping with excitement and something more. She liked him? No, she had never believed in any other love then friendship and sister-brother-relationship. This guy had really swept her off of her feet! Why hadn’t she seen it? Why couldn’t she have just let it be? Because her heart wouldn’t have allowed her, it was the only reason. And the only true answer she could get from the questions not asked, they would always have the same answer. When she opened her eyes, he was already smiling at her, gently not cocky as she had thought he would look. Eyes softened gently as she looked into his eyes. Lips were half parted a second, like something was about to slip from her tongue, but she told nothing, and nothing slipped. She shook her head a little, clearing her head but didn’t know what to respond. Her voice had failed her again, she was speechless.
His taste had been salty but she could smell the equine smell from him as well. Without Roselyn really noticing her move, she took in his scent, lightly, silently and her mind memorized it. I’ve taken too much water over my head.” The thought struck her immediately. She was doomed, if it was in a good way or bad was another matter, but right now, at this moment. All she wanted was to kiss him again. Her body moved by the wish, head tilted lightly, she got her strength and support from her arms and let their lips connect again. It was a split second, nothing more, nothing less. She didn’t regret it as she pulled back lightly and looked at hi again. She felt calm, collected, but she was insecure about his reaction.
”I’ll keep it in mind, unless you want to kiss me again.” The smile was slim, gentle and sweet and moved her feet underneath him. She wanted to go for a walk, but how long had it been since she put the weight upon her feet? A couple of hours? More? Well, she had to find out somehow. The floor was cold as she put her bare feet on them. He brother had given her a pair of training jeans instead; they were comfy and hid the bandage around her leg. She looked at the ground then at him again but didn’t move, she wanted to wait, she didn’t know what she waited on, she just wanted to hold onto a hope, of something.
tagged;Dean words; 0.5.9.7 outfit; Above :3 lyrics; low by marianas trench notes;I almost brought Adrian back to bust them XD
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Post by Dean Parsons on Apr 13, 2010 8:06:59 GMT -5
As they kissed he had felt the way she responded to him, the way she learned into the kiss, he could almost hear her heart accelerate, his own was going pretty crazy as well. This wasn't his first kiss, but it was the first time he had felt this sort of reaction from within himself. If the world ended right in the moment of that kiss he could die truly happy. Of course the world didn't end and he didn't die and as he hovered close to her waiting for her to open her eyes he took in her expression.
Her mouth hung open slightly and slowly her eyes flickered open, he watched as they softened and he knew his own would show his desire for her, not a desire to go there, but just a desire to be near her, to hold her and make sure no harm ever befell her ever again. He smiled gently as he watched her head shake slightly as if she was trying to restart it.
His head was full of her, her smell, the taste of her lips, the feel of them against his, those eyes, blue grey in colour staring back at him as he sat watching her with his own green eyes. He was pleased when she rocked forward to kiss him again, though it was brief and all too soon she pulled away it was still sweet.
He didn't even care that he was in a hospital at this moment, hell if he could he was lock the door and stay in here forever just holding her, taking in her features and kissing those sweet lips. He smiled softly as he heard her lyrics, he didn't respond instantly but she did moving to swing her legs off the side of the bed as if she was going to get up and leave. He felt a moment of sadness as he thought about that prospect, maybe she didn't want him to kiss her again after all maybe that was just some cruel trick.
He watched her every movement, he saw the slightest shiver run down her as she realized the floor was cold on her feet, he noticed her look down at the ground before she looked back at him and then he saw as she stopped waiting for something. It was then that he realized that no it wasn't some cruel joke she was playing on his she was nervous, she didn't know what to do with herself and Dean rose up stepping in front of her he helped her to her feet.
Being gentle as he could and supporting most of her weight upon himself, he almost couldn't feel the pain in his chest now, it was as if it wasn't there his mind was too full of her to register the pain that he knew must still be there. Arms weaved around her waist so he could support her most easily as well as moving her into he circle of his arms and pulling her gently closer till she was pressed against his body.
He kissed the top of her head gently taking in the scent of her hair before he moved down to find her lips, holding her there in a sweet gentle embrace, his kiss held slightly more passion now that his fears of her reaction were gone. He knew that for the moment at least she seemed to want this as much as he did. Eyes were closed to the world but in his minds eye he could still see her perfectly, he never wanted this kiss to end.
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