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Post by Administrator on Apr 23, 2006 12:15:38 GMT -5
A room lined with hammocks, not bunks, this is where The Bronx newsies sleep
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 9:35:51 GMT -5
Cheater sat on her hammock, eyes fixed on the ceiling and a frown on her lips. She hadn't said much the last few days, and hadn't eaten much either, because she still felt somewhat sick.
She sighed and for a moment, thought about going to see how Red was doing. She had never really checked if he was okay or not, but she didn't feel much like talking anymore, or smiling... or doing much of anything besides selling papers, really.
How long has it been since I hung out with Fancy? Cheater wondered, her mind back tracking until it landed on the night that she was broken out of the refuge. She didn't remember much about that, except she was really sick... but had that really been the last time she talked to Fancy?
With a shake of her head, she sat up and looked around the empty room. The hammocks hung there, waiting for their owners to come back and rest in them. Lately, she hadn't really been there at night either... in fact... she didn't even remember WHERE she had been the last few nights. All she knew is that she'd rather sleep in an empty room than a room full of people.
"This is really messed up."
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Post by fancy on May 11, 2006 17:27:59 GMT -5
"Whats really messed up?" Fancy's voice came. She was now sitting beside Cheater on her hammock as if she had been there all along....
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 17:44:33 GMT -5
Cheater looked at Fancy and managed a grin. "Me... I guess... I mean... I really want to be like I was... before the whole... Refuge incident..." she cleared her throat and began again, her voice somewhat raspy. "But now I don't even know if I can because... I dunno... I just don't remember how to be the way I was... if that makes sense."
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Post by fancy on May 11, 2006 18:03:58 GMT -5
Fancy gave her a serious look "Why are you any different Cheats?" she smiled sadly at her friend "The things that don't kill us only make us stronger... and i want you to remember that one...." she took Cheaters hands "Now tell me whats wrong, everything.... I don't care how much it hurts, but it needs to be said...."
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 18:21:27 GMT -5
Cheater nodded and sighed. "But there's a LOT of stuff bothering me Fancy... and I mean a lot... 'cause my life's been weird, both lately and in the past. Do you REALLY want me to tell you?"
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Post by fancy on May 11, 2006 19:44:50 GMT -5
Fancy raised her eyebrows "What do you think Cheater?" her expression was serious and for a moment she morphed back into that leader that she used to be.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 19:49:11 GMT -5
She shrugged and looked at her shoes. "Dunno... it depends if you feel like listening to me spill my guts out, or if you'd rather not."
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Post by fancy on May 11, 2006 19:53:17 GMT -5
Fancy gave her a serious look "you know i care Cheater.... and your gunna tell me!" she squeezed her hand reassuringly.
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 20:04:35 GMT -5
She smiled and nodded.
"When I was little, I mean about five or so, I took it upon myself to go to the doctor because I had been having some issues. They told me I had to be careful, because something was wrong with me... now that I think about it, I don't remember what exactly, but they told me to be careful because I'd get worse over time. So they gave me some medicine and off I went. Said I'd have to take it if I wanted to get better.
Yeah, well, sooner or later the medicine got annoying, people at school were always asking me about it. So I chucked it out. Got worse, and I started taking them again. Chucked them out after about a year and a half though. So I'll skip up a few years...
Me an' Diamond got together, 'cause she had been selling papers and I kept following her home. See, she used to be a Brooklyn Newsie, I think it was. Anyway, she still had her family and they were really nice and everything. You know what happened that one time in the alley... so I became a Newsie after a while, came to Bronx...
Then, as you know, I got put into the... Refuge... and I was in there and stuff, and I was listening to Snyder talk to some guy, trying to convince him that I needed to go to an asylum. Now don't get me wrong, I know I can be a little... weird... but I'm not crazy. Most of the other stuff I don't remember, 'cept I got really hot at one point and thought the room was burning down... but everything else is just... not there, and neither is the old Cheater that would probably just laugh it off and be normal again. Instead, I've been moping, and half the time I'll go out at night and wind up back here in the middle of the day, having sold all my papes, and I don't even remember doing anything because I'm thinking of other things. Worst of all, what if I gotta go back to the doctor? I HATE the doctor, and I don't want to take that stupid medicine anymore."
She bit her lip hard, tasting blood and then looked at Fancy. "There, I told ya what's bothering me."
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Post by fancy on May 11, 2006 20:34:54 GMT -5
Fancy grabbed Cheater by the arms and pulled her up "Your going back to the doctor Cheater...." she began pulling her towards the door. "Your gunna get back on those pills..."
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 11, 2006 20:45:45 GMT -5
It took her a moment to register this, before she actually started trying to get away, now regretting ever speaking to Fancy about her problems. "Fancy! I don't want to go to the doctor okay?! They're gonna run tests on me and I HATE NEEDLES!" She shrieked.
After a while though, she stopped and contented herself with cussing her friend out.
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 9:09:21 GMT -5
Fancy paid no attention to Cheater and continued to drag her off down the stairs. "Cheats! its for your own good! And they won't give you needles unless they HAVE to! Trust me they'd really rather not deal with screaming newsgirls all day long!" she wrapped an arm around Cheater and pulled her along faster and faster.....
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Post by Cheater Hollander on May 12, 2006 9:36:18 GMT -5
Cheater scowled but followed anyway, mumbling about stupid needles and how if the doctors even tried to get near her she'd 'soak 'em'
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Post by fancy on May 12, 2006 13:08:11 GMT -5
Fancy snorted. "Yeah right Cheats..." she smiled and brought Cheater to the nearest doctors office....
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