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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 0:18:08 GMT -6
Arya's eyes widened and at that point, he decided to sit up. He could see how her mind worked hard to soak all he had said. "Please...I'm sorry." It was all he can say. Oli's head hung low from humiliation. He knew she felt betrayed. He knew she felt left out. And even though he knew those things, he couldn't answer her questions. "He's almost a month and a half..."
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 0:22:20 GMT -6
Arya's eyes started to tear up and her throat got heavy. "How..." the words couldn't come out, it was too hard to speak. Arya started to sob. She burried her face in her hands. "Oliver! You... could have prevented all of this! Why would you not tell me? I could of helped!" she moved her hands from her face and looked at him. "Why would you do such a thing!? How could you... augh!"
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 0:28:51 GMT -6
Oliver wasn't prepared for this. He wasn't ready to see her cry, even more to see her cry because of him. "I-I... I don't know!" his voice suddenly rose. Oli stood up and began pacing, pulling at his hair. He stopped in front of her, "I was scared like shit... I didn't know w-what to do! I didn't ask for this...she told me this wouldn't happen." A tear slid down his cheeks. Oliver wiped it away with the back of his hand angrily.
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 0:32:50 GMT -6
"What do you mean she said it wouldn't happen?" Arya's face turned red from frustration and tears, "it's your fault this happened!" she screamed, the pictures on the wall shhed her, some looked at her concerned. "Oliver... why!" she threw herself on the floor and cried. "Did she even tell you she was pregnant?!"
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 0:41:38 GMT -6
"She s-said... she told be t-that she was protected. She said that she w-was taking a p-pill," he explained pathetically. Oliver knew very well that it was mainly his fault. He sat back on the sofa and held his head on his hands. "I believed her... I thought that everything would go right."he said softly as the dam broke and tears freely flowed from his eyes. "She told me she was expecting after two months."
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 0:45:12 GMT -6
Arya ran her fingers through her hair, "you are so stupid, Oliver! So so stupid!" she tried to stop crying. She stood up, feeling dizzy, and went to the couch to lay down. She closed her eyes... it was relaxing to close her eyes after crying. "What did your parents say? Does she know you are here?"
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 0:49:02 GMT -6
He did not move from where he was. "They were mad... furious," he recalled the way his parents shouted at him, calling him names and cursing him. Oliver had no choice but take all their hurtful words. "I didn't tell her... She just knows I'm at a regular boarding school."
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 0:53:40 GMT -6
"Well you better not tell her! Are you even going to stay a part of his life?" Arya shook her head and burried her face into a pillow and screamed. She sat up straight so the blood could flow. She took in deep breaths. "So.." Arya sounded more calm, " what are you going to do?"
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 1:01:30 GMT -6
"I have to. He's my son," he said. Oliver was dedicated to stand up for what he did. He was going to be a responsible father. "I really have no idea what to do. I plan to go and visit him at the hospital within this month. I'll talk to the Headmaster."
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 1:03:37 GMT -6
"Wait," Arya looked at Oliver and stared at him. "The hospital? Why at the hospital?" she asked, now worried for the son.
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 1:08:44 GMT -6
"He's still staying there." Talking about his son's condition was very difficult for him. His eyes started to well up again and his throat became constricted. "I got his genes messed up. We didn't have compatible blood and so my son developed an illness. The doctor said it was inheritable. Someone in my family or hers must have had the same sickness. He can't go out just yet. He can't even drink his own milk." Oliver's shoulders began shaking as he tried to silence his sobs. If only it were him who was sick. He'd gladly exchange places with his poor baby boy.
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 6, 2010 1:12:26 GMT -6
Arya hesitated to get up, unsure if she should go over and comfort Oliver. She had no idea what to say. "Oliver..." her eyes looked down, "I'm... I'm sorry, I don't know what... to say," she brushed some hair behind her ears. She was quiet and crying. " I don't know what to say, I'm sorry," Arya covered her face.
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Post by Oliver Lloyd on Mar 6, 2010 1:26:48 GMT -6
"Don't," he held a hand up as if he could stop her. "Don't apologize. You did nothing wrong." Oliver finally looked up. He gazed at Arya with red and puffy eyes and said, "My son is strong. He is a fighter. I believe in him." He stood up and made his way towards the stairs, "I'm going to bed now, you should too. Goodnight..."
((OOC: Sorry for cutting it short. I have to go now.))
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Post by kerelasimmons on Mar 6, 2010 1:44:58 GMT -6
Kerela walked into the common room, her face in a grim expression. She didn't mean to overhear Oliver And Arya's conversation but she had heard a part of it and knew too much. She approached Arya and smiled softly, her eyes sad.
"Hey, Arya?" asked Kerela. "Are you alright?"
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Post by Arya Rith on Mar 7, 2010 2:35:07 GMT -6
Arya came downstairs from the girls dormitory, feeling much better compared to last light. She sat down on an arm chair, staring at the fire.
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