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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 12, 2007 23:04:56 GMT
AJ walked Trigger into the room and sat him down on the couch. She stood right in front of him, looking into his eyes. "I know how much you're hurting Trigger." she started. "But I respect you, and you should respect yourself too." She sat beside him and held his hand. She pulled up his sleeve and looked him in his eyes. "Look Trigger." She said, referring to his arm. "I know this is how you deal, but think about it. It isn't solving anything. It's literally begging for attention. I'm not going to tell, but you have to work on this Trigger. Please." She said, her tears falling into his hand.
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Post by Trigger on Feb 12, 2007 23:14:12 GMT
Trigger avoided looking at her as much as possible, he couldn't block out what she was saying. You think I do this for attention? he almost screamed, snatching his arm away from her, he pulled his knees to his chest and pulled his sleeves down again. No one was ever supposed to know. Never. Never. Never. Never. he knew this didn't make it right but it justified it in his mind. He moved away and started to cry harder. All of a sudden he felt very sick. He climbed off the sofa and rushed into the bathroom, he threw up into the toilet and then cried some more. He couldn't take this. He wanted to go to sleep. He wanted to be drunk. He wanted to forget.
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 12, 2007 23:27:35 GMT
She rushed in after him. She moved his hair from his face while he was bent over the toilet. She filled up a glass that was on the counter with water and handed it to him. "I'm," she paused. "Sorry Trigger. I spoke too soon. And I don't think you do this for attention, but that's what you're going to get. Sorry." She shifted her weight onto her other leg as she continued. "If you don't want anyone to find out, you're safe to crash here for a while. You can have my room, I'll sleep on the couch." she said, being completely true.
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Post by Trigger on Feb 13, 2007 11:25:09 GMT
Trigger took the water from her and gave her a thankful smile. He sipped it and then sat on the floor with his legs folded in front of him. All he could think was how upset he was feeling. Thanks. he whispered weakly, he sipped the water again and pulled his sleeves down instinctively. He looked at her with his sad brown eyes, I'll sleep on the couch. You've done so much for me already. he said with a hint of remorse in his voice. He wiped the tears out of his eyes and looked at her again, he took another sip and rubbed the tops of his arms.
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 13, 2007 22:33:07 GMT
She put her hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes. "Please Trigger. Don't do this to yourself." She said. "Somebody might find out. Somebody you don't want to find out." She put her hand back and looked down. "I'll do whatever it takes to help you." She thought for a moment.
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Post by Trigger on Feb 14, 2007 12:31:43 GMT
Trigger pullled his sleeves down more and sipped his water, he heard what she was saying and he understood why but he just plain couldn't bare the thought of giving it up. He needed to do this, Tyler didn't know. If he was drinking she would be extremely upset. He didn't want to say this to AJ though, it would just seem weird. He looked down and coughed. What am I going to do instead? I need to do something. he looked at the floor and felt tears well up in his eyes again, he knew he'd be advised to go and sort things out with the jocks but he knew he'd never do that. He'd get beaten to his death. They'd already told him to get out of town. He refused to look up and continued to sip his water.
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 14, 2007 13:46:56 GMT
She stared at the ground for a moment, then left the bathroom. She came back with a notebook and a pencil. "Write your feeling down on here, Trigger." She said, handing them to him. "In poetry. It will help you relieve your pain without harming yourself. Please Trigger, just give it a chance."
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Post by Trigger on Feb 14, 2007 14:39:45 GMT
Trigger laughed out loud, he looked at her with a smile, didn't she know he was pathetic at writing? He smiled though, it was probably a better idea, he couldn't bring himself to write it, if anyone ever found it, he'd die. He'd be killed by some violent jock. So he shook his head, I cannot write. I may as well be illerate. Plus I'd be killed if someone found it. he couldn't bring himself to look at her, at least this way, if someone finds it I'm just sent to counselling again. he suddenly flinched, he hoped she hadn't picked up on the again. He pulled his sleeves down further in a nervous reaction.
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 14, 2007 14:46:07 GMT
She knew there was more to the story than what he had told her. She would worry about that later. "I promise I won't let anybody find these. They're safe with me." She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the living room. "See," She moved a painting that was hanging over the TV. She punched in a 9 digit number code and opened to reveal a combination lock. She did the combination and opened the small safe. "I keep everything that's really important to me in here." She said, she pulled out a picture of her with a taller guy. She felt a tear fall. "My brother...he...he.." she couldn't say the rest.
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Post by Trigger on Feb 14, 2007 14:51:14 GMT
Trigger hugged her and felt himself tear up too, he was so upset over something so trivial, AJ had lots to be upset about. He was just wallowing in self pity because a couple of stupid jocks decided to make fun of him and make him feel worthless and upset. He rested his chin on her head and hugged her tight, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He looked at the picture and realised that he was looking into her past, he'd never thought about photographs in that way. It sent a shiver up his spine, he remembered the one time he and his mom and dad had gone out together, to the horse races, so dad could bet. There had been a photo taken, his dad grinning, his mom kissing him on the cheek and Trigger standing there with a sullen look on his face as if he'd like nothing more than to go home, maybe he'd have enjoyed it more if he'd understood they were going to ignore him for the rest of his life...
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 14, 2007 14:59:34 GMT
She put the picture back and turned and hugged trigger. "When you cut youself it hurts me too. I just want to help. Please try writing." She said, handing him the notebook and pencil back. Just then she heard a strange noise and turned. She saw Trigger jump and laughed. She smiled and looked down. It was her hyena, Tinkerbell. Most people were afraid of Tink, but she was sweet. The animal jumped up on Trigger, wanting attention. AJ smiled and said, "She likes you. Pet her. She wants to help you too, Trigger."
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Post by Trigger on Feb 14, 2007 15:24:09 GMT
With a nervous and shaking hand Trigger stroked the animal, he shot AJ a nervous glance and looked at the animal that had its paws on his chest. He smiled nervously and stayed very still, scared that if he moved it would kill him in a flick of its mighty jaws. He looked at AJ again, turning his head slowly and wanting to get out of there very fast.
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 14, 2007 15:31:55 GMT
She saw that Trigger was nervous around Tinkerbell. "Tinkerbell, come." AJ said to her. She jumped down and went to AJ. She stood next to AJ. "Lay down." She said. The animal layed down in that exact spot and didn't move a muscle. AJ could still see that Trigger was scared. AJ bent down and kissed Tinkerbell, then said "Go to bed Tink." in a friendly voice. Tinkerbell ran out of the room. "Don't worry, her room is in the den. If you ever get uncomfortable with her out, I'll just shut the door." AJ got closer to Trigger. "She's never hurt anyone. I've had her since she was 7 weeks old. I found her with a broken leg, nursed her back to health, but I couldn't let her go. She was the only thing keeping me from suicide when times got rough. She is the reason I am still here." AJ said, looking at Trigger.
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Post by Trigger on Feb 14, 2007 15:40:35 GMT
Trigger watched the animal leave the room and sat very still, he knew it was gone but he couldn't help but still feel scared. He ran a hand through his hair and then looked over at her with a weak smile, he sat on the floor and looked up at her, he couldn't say anything for some reason.
[ew. so horribly short]
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Post by AJ Hendrix on Feb 14, 2007 15:50:40 GMT
AJ didn't want him to be scared of Tinkerbell. "Come here Tink!" AJ yelled. The small animal came and AJ opened the door. "Get some air." She said as Tinkerbell walked out. AJ sat next to Trigger and picked up his hand. She layed it on the notebook and said, "Write. I promise no one will find it."
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