forum There are voices in our heads rp (Closed)

Started October 16, 2018 by @basil_

tune

"I'm fine– are you hurt??? How much do you remember??"

“Macha you’re hurt. I don’t matter right now. We aren’t just going to ignore what happened to you.”

"Tyler you forgot everything. I just need to know how much you remember. I'll sit down– I promise, just– just answer me." She grasped him by she shoulders, searching his face.

“I remember you…and what happened in the last couple days..and…” He trailed off, searching his mind. “And the day we met…”

Macha let out a long breath of relief. "Oh thank god– it's not as bad as I thought. You remember– you remember your sister? And your dad?"

"A-a little..not everything.." He looked down, feeling somewhat ashamed that she had to take care of him like this.

Macha pulled him to the couch, seating him gently. “Just- try to breathe—“

(ohdifsdfjskdfjgakd omg im so sorry I didn't realize i hadn't responded to this sorry sorry)

"Are you okay?" He pulled her down on the couch as well.(not in a weird way)

(Lol it’s no problem. How’re you?)
(Lmao Tyler getting frisky XD)

“I’m fine,” she lied. “Worried about you.”

(I'm stressed out. The whole connie emi thing)
(nnnnnnnniiiioooooo xD)

"And i'm worried about you. Please tell the truth Macha."

(Wait emi? What happened with them?)

“She- the woman- there was a knife. That’s all. I’m fine now.”

(a lot of stuff. Emi said something about connie's depression and now connie deleted her account and i'm trying to talk to emi about it. I feel really bad, literally everyone is attacking emi and even though what she said was wrong i still feel really bad and i'm trying to help her)

"Did she cut you? Where? Are you okay? Hurt?"

(Ohgodohgod, what chat it this in? I didn’t see it in the LGBT+ chat?)

“I’m fine,” Macha assured him, ignoring the acute pain and the blood dripping down her arms and stomach (covered by her sweater rn). A tiny trickle of red dripped down from a crack in her face, which she hurriedly wiped away.

(yeah it was in the lgbtq chat. Emi won't respond. If you do read it please don't rant about emi. I know it was wrong of her to say that. But just think of what you would feel like if everyone was jumping down your throat for something that they didn't have anything to do with.)

"I saw that. You need medical help Macha. If not a hospital then at least let me help you."

(Of course I won’t beat her up for it, I feel really bad for her):

“You’re first priority.”, she told him firmly, wiping away another spurt of blood.

(I mean, I know it wasn't fair of her to say that. But so many people are saying the exact same things about it and she must feel horrible.)

"You're first priority." He retorted, getting up and grabbing some first aid stuff.

(Sorry my response to this didn’t post!)

Macha caved in, leaning back against the cushions and taking a shuddering breath in.

(np :)

Tyler put some (stuff) on her cracks? and cuts and such and saw a little patch of blood coming in from under her sweater. He went to put something on them but stopped. "Do you mind if I…?"

Macha froze up, but only for a second, before she nodded. Casting her eyes downwards, she forced herself to stay calm.

Tyler lifted up her sweater and put some bandages on the cracks and cuts on her stomach. He finished and put her sweater back down, putting his hands on either side of her waist and leaning in to kiss her gently.

Macha allowed him to be the dominant one in the kiss, her hands finding the front of his shirt and clinging to it. "Thank you…"

"You're first priority.." He replied quietly, moving one of his hands to the back of her neck and pulling her a little closer.

“That’s you..”, she whispered into his mouth, the pain evaporating as their lips bumped against eachother again and again. “Always you.”

"Mm..I don't..think so.." He murmured back, kissing her hard and keeping a firm hold on her lips.

“I do…” Macha’s hands traveled down to his back, soaking him up. Their mouths moved easily against eachother, drawing out tender kisses.

“I love you..” Tyler whispered, his hand tangled in her hair, enjoying the feel of his lips on hers.

“I love you too..” Macha tucked herself up against his chest. “I’m so relieved you remember..”

"I'll never forget you. Not forever. Only if you promise to stay with me." He said, pulling away a little.

“I promise..” she murmured, eyes flicking over the perfection of his face.

"Good.." He smiled, leaning back into the couch. "You need rest."