Rocky stands up and quickly walks over to Charlie, making sure not to hurt herself in the process. She takes Charlie's arm and says." I'll help you to the bathroom."
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Charlie groaned stumbling along the way. When he reached the bathroom, he mumbled.
"Thank you," Before sliding in. He took his time before easing back out, he had left the door open incase something happened in the sort time that he had his back turned.[glow=blue,2,300][size=20pt]Out of Character:[/size][/glow]
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Rocky helps him back into his bed then gets back in her bed. She hugs her knees and stares out the window.
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He gazed at her from his bed.
"I'm sorry.." He whispered, his eyebrows knitting together with worry. "I should've stepped in front of that bullet.."[glow=blue,2,300][size=20pt]Out of Character:[/size][/glow]
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Rocky glances at him, then looks back at the window. She says," no one should have stepped in front of that bullet."
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Charlie once more got up and stumbled over to her bed and sat down at the edge, his eyes watering a bit.
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"My father shouldn't have even been there." Rocky says, her voice cracking a bit.
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He moved so he sat by her side. He slowly lifted her hand into his.
"I don't know what to say." he said[glow=blue,2,300][size=20pt]Out of Character:[/size][/glow]
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"There's nothing to say." Rocky says. She rests her forehead on her knees.
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"Oh Rocky.." Charlie whispered a frown appearing on his face. He looked down at her hand, slowly running his thumb over her knuckles. "At least.. You.. Are ok.."
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"Ya, physically." Rocky murmurs. She stares out the window again and zones out.
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Charlie felt all together defeated. He looked back down at her hand. He felt nauseated again, but he held back, wanting to comfort her in some way, though she probably didn't want his help.
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Rocky moves a bit away from Charlie. She hug her knees tightly.
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He flinched a little bit when she moved a tad away from him. Charlie pushed it away and swallowed hard, his hand trembling a bit around hers before he slowly let go. She probably didn't even want him in the same room at this point. He got up wincing and limping back to his own bed before climbing in.
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Rocky sat staring out the window for hours. Nurses came and went, not bothering Rocky. She ignored the food next to her bed.
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Charlie got sick many more times, his stomach twirled and the nurses grew concerned, this could be a sign that his transplant wasn't taking too well.
"Mr. Sinatra." One of the nurses said, blushing a bit at the name 'Sinatra' "How are you feeling?" He looked even more woozy.
"Horrible." He muttered.[glow=blue,2,300][size=20pt]Out of Character:[/size][/glow]
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Rocky glances over at Charlie with a worried look on her face. She listens to the nurse carefully.
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"May I see your stomach?" The young nurse asked. Charlie groaned.
"Go at it." He replied. The nurse gently lifted his hospital gown and gasped.
"You're hemeraging!" She yelled for another nurse to help[glow=blue,2,300][size=20pt]Out of Character:[/size][/glow]
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Rocky stares at Charlie, with fear in her eyes. She whimpers a bit as two nurses rush into the room.
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His head lulled to the side as they hooked him up and pressed gauze into his stomach and rolling him out. Several quite long hours past and he is rolled back, still knocked out. The nurses knew once he woke up he'd be in pain so they placed two pain killers on the side with a glass of water before scooting out
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