forum There are voices in our heads rp (Closed)

Started October 16, 2018 by @basil_

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Macha's eyes drifted shut. I'm so glad you're back to stay… don't ever leave again.

I won’t..don’t worry.. He told her. Did you get some sleep earlier?

Mm…. maybe a half hour? So that's four hours overall including the night, not too bad. She hummed quietly, inhaling deeply.

You still tired? He asked, leaning back against the bed with her resting against his chest.

Why would I be tired, that's a solid amount of sleep, isn't it? She curled up against him, soaking up his warmth.

Macha..a good amount of sleep is eight hours. He smiled a little, kissing the top of her head.

That's for teens. Adults don't need as much, and I'm used to getting less sleep either way. She sighed softly, curling up a little tighter.

You’d feel better if you got eight though. He suggested, squeezing her hand gently.

But I can't. Like, physically. Insomnia and nightmares, remember? She responded to the squeeze with one of her own, then kissed his fingertips carefully.

I know..sorry. You just work hard all day and I wish could help you more.. Tyler replied a little sadly.

“It’s fine,” she spoke aloud. “But, on another note, we need to figure out what we’re going to say to the police.”

“Ah..yes. What did you tell them exactly?” He asked, glancing down at her.

“Someone broke into our house. They stabbed me. I passed out, and when they found me, you weren’t there. Everyone thought you must have been kidnapped… I even broke a back window when no one was looking.” Macha squeezed her eyes shut, remembering.

"We could just tell them I turned up one day, with no memory of what happened after I left?" He offered, imagining how painful it must've been to lie to the police for him.

“But wouldn’t they send you to the horoitsl for amnesia? Then find it about the demon?”

"Oh…I didn't think of that..Are they still looking for me?"

“You were proclaimed dead after seven months,” she whispered, pain mingling with each word.

“Oh..I’m sorry..” Tyler said quietly, holding her slightly tighter, guilt washing over him once again.

“It’s fine….” she murmured. “But what are we going to do?”

Tyler sighed, leaning his head back into the pillows. "I don't know..I'm sorry."

(Lol
Uhh maybe he says he was.. held hostage? Then ran away… and… uhh….)

Sure XD)

Macha bit the inside of her cheek. “Well, we could go with the whole kidnapping story. Maybe… you got… drugged?”

"Yeah…that seems like the most logical idea..should we go to the police or…?" Tyler glanced down at her.

“Yeah. I’ll.. I’ll have to make myself panic. Then I’ll call the police telling them that you turned up on my doorstep.” She sighed. “Should we do it now?”

“Only if you’re up to it.” He responded.

(We could have it go wrong and have them lock him up or something. They could take him to a mental institution???? Idk)?

(Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh they just got back together smh
My brain says yesyesyesyes
My inner softy says hhh)

“Yeah… just give me a second.” She rose from the bed. “I have to find something to make me panic enough to be realistic…”

(it doesn't have to be for long if you do want to do it. plus it'll take up time)

"Is that really necessary?" He asked softly, getting up as well.