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  • *cough* Sorry...

    Rick looked at her for a few moments, visibly concerned. He finally nodded.

    "Alright," he said. "But I won't leave your side..."
    Yeah, right XP

    Rick's heart sank. He had no idea the wound had run so deep. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find the words.
    Well now it's my line because you're trying to force me out the door...

    Rick looked down at them. He had no idea what they were talking about, and he hoped the hopeless look in his eyes showed it.
    Maybe at 2 o' clock *shrugs* Why are you trying to get rid of me? ;___;

    "You're going to be hurt more if you keep refusing."
    *yawns* Well I'm sure as hell gonna try XP

    "I won't let them hurt you... You're going to be safe... I'll be there..."
    Not just yet ^__^

    Rick instinctively ran up to Tiffany, though he had no idea why. He wrapped his arms around her and stared into the distance.
    It is... *yawns* 1 o' clock...

    Rick held Lola back. He would never admit it, but he was scared. He watched in sheer pain as Tiffany fought against the paramedics.
    Uh... wow...

    Rick continued staring at Tiffany as the paramedics stormed the house, finally prying her from him and taking her out to the ambulence.
    Er... why?

    "Lola, can you go open the door for me, sweetie?" Rick looked at Lola smiling, trying to inspire as much confidence in her as he could.
    Whatever makes you happy ;D

    Rick smiled and wiped the tear from Tiffany's face. His eyes, too, were getting glossy.

    "Don't cry... this will all be over before you know it..."
    Aww, poor Bunnie ;___;

    Rick decided to spend his effort comforting her rather than convincing her that the hospital was safe. He moved her fingers from her scalp as he caressed the top of her head.

    "The pain will go away..."
    Oooh >.< That last one sounds like it hurts...

    "They're the only ones who can help you," Rick pleaded, confused by her sudden, irrational fear.
    Ooooh... what's wrong with that?? Sounds pretty awesome to me...

    "Thanks," Rick said, smiling. He hurriedly dialed the number of the local police into the phone and waited for it to ring. A call reciever answered promptly.

    "We've got someone who's very badly injured. Please send an ambulence or whatever you can!" He practically shouted the address into the phone and stayed on the line as she promised an ambulence was on its way.
    What color is your hair?

    Rick was still staring into Tiffany's eyes as he grabbed Lola's arm gently.

    "Your sister's going to be fine... I just need you to bring me the phone, okay?"
    Are you serious? That's awesome...

    Rick looked down at her, his eyes pleading with her.

    "Lola?" he asked, still looking at her.
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