forum Obsessed One-on-one RP (CLOSED; STALKERS ALLOWED)

Started November 11, 2018 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

tune

Isobel gave her a long look. "You followed me home and climbed through my window. I think I deserve an explanation for why you seem content with drinking boiling water."

Alice sighed. "I've adjusted. My ankle is sprained, did you notice? I've been walking on a sprained ankle and a broken rib no problem since last night."
She looked down at her mug, running a finger along the edge. "I think my pain tolerance has broken. I don't feel anymore."

Isobel's eyes widened. "Oh my god," she breathed, already reaching for her keys. "Right, I'm getting you to the hospital, ASAP."

(Whoops I'd answered it didn't send)

Alice dropped her cup and backed away into a corner. "N- no you won't– can't" she whispered frantically.

(Np, it happens a lot to me lol)

Isobel paused, confused and concerned by the fear shining in Alice’s eyes. “Alice? The people at the hospital aren’t bad, they’re going to help. Why are you so scared of them?”

Alice shuddered, shaking her head. "They'll take me back. I– I can't. They'll take me back." She gripped her hands together until they turned white, attempting to keep away the haze she felt coming on.

“What? Take you back where?” Isobel lay a tentative hand on Alice’s shoulder, scrutinizing her face. “They’re there to help you, you don’t need to be scared of them.”

Alice shied away from Isobel. "NO. Please," she cried. _Suddenly, she was standing in a dark grey room, damp stone beneath her. A thin cot lay in the corner, a window high up in the thick wall, and a locked metal door. Hyperventilating, Alice tucked her knees into her chest and made herself as small as possible.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Isobel's brain went straight to autopilot, her hands moving of their own accord as she crouched down next to Alice and put them on her shoulders. "Alice, listen to me. I want you to breathe, can you do that for me? Breathe and count down from ten."

Alice inhaled unsteadily, taking a desperate gulp of air. "Ten," she breathed, shaking violently. "Nine." She leaned into Isobel. "Eight. Seven." She tilted her head into her shoulder and slammed her foot down on the floor, welcoming the jolt of pain that shot up her leg. "Six. Five. Four." Her breathing quietened slightly but her grip on her head tightened. "Three", she said loudly, somewhat calmly. "Two. One." She looked up, eyes wide and wet.

Isobel gripped Alice's arm tightly, focusing all her energy on the woman next to her. "There we go, just breathe, slowly, focus on all your senses, take things one at a time," she intoned in the calmest, most soothing voice she could manage. "And pain is a temporary relief. Take care of you r hurting parts, okay?"

Alice breathed in deeply, closing her eyes. She shook herself off, trembling with exhaustion. She opened a cautious eye only to see she was still in her old room, damp and cold and alone. She wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head. "I don't want to be there. Please don't let me be there," she whispered.

(I did)
(It’s fine, I’m a bit better now, I put a post on general chat last night apologizing if I wasn’t responding to all rps)

Alice’s eyes were open, but whatever she was seeing…….. it wasn’t real. By now, Isobel was 100% sure that she hallucinated. She wrapped her arms around the devastated woman, murmuring words of reassurance into her ear to coax her slowly back to reality.

Alice squeezed her eyes shut, rocking back and forth. She focused on Isobel's words, working hard to clear her mind and return to reality. After a few minutes of quiet, she managed a lucid state and calmed down.

Isobel relaxed her grip on Alice, peering worriedly into the other girl’s eyes. “Better now? Just a bit?”

Alice laughed shakily. "Just a bit." She avoided Isobel's gaze. "I'm sorry," she repeated.

“What? Why are you sorry?” Isobel relaxed into a cross-legged position on the ground, continuing to scrutinize Alice. “I’m the one who’s sorry.”

Alice shrugged a shoulder. "You don't have anything to be sorry for. I'm the one who broke in." She tried to move to face Isobel but was stopped by a pain in her rib.

Isobel moved to stop her from shifting too much. “Yes, you did, and I have no idea why on earth you did that, but right now you’re hurt. Which makes you first priority.” Slowly, so as not to startle her, she cleared her throat. “If you don’t want me to take you to the hospital, how do I help you?”

Alice clenched and unclenched her fists, gradually regaining control of her senses. "I don't need help."

“Alice. You have two untreated injuries and just had what I’m pretty sure was a hallucination. Don’t try that with me. If you’re not going to go to the hospital, you need to do something to improve her condition.” Isobel knew she should have just called 911 right there and then. But something stopped her. The fear in Alice’s eyes. She couldn’t do that to her.

"Well I'm not moving so I don't know what we're going to do," Alice declared, looking over at Isobel..

Isobel set her jaw. "I have bandages if you have any cuts. I have ice and arnica gel for sore spots. I've got an old cast that might fit your foot."

Alice raised an eyebrow. "I've never had more than one bandaid." She pulled herself to her feet, testing her foot.

Isobel jumped up immediately. “No, no, no. You are in my house. You are going to sit on my couch and let me take care of you. If you don’t like that you shouldn’t have crawled in through the window.”

Alice blinked, then laughed. "Fair point." She gingerly walked to the couch and sat down. "Do what you have to do."

Isobel gave a sigh of relief, doing a methodical sweep of her house before returning to Alice with her arms full of medical supplies. “Where do you have cuts?”

Alice thought about it. "Probably stomach and legs most of all." She peeled off her top and set it beside her.

Isobel didn’t miss a beat, only began to carefully clean and bandage each cut, careful not to let her hands shake. “Did you do these to yourself?”