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Date Posted: 11:52:25 06/15/02 Sat
Author: bryson hodges
Author Host/IP: NoHost / 64.233.218.157
Subject: ))what're ya gonna do about it?((
In reply to: Rachelle 's message, "')(' Now Don't Give Me That ')('" on 09:33:02 06/15/02 Sat

he pulls away from her, only managing to keep one wrist unbound. but in the end it was futile, his strength was gradually seeping and it was all he could do to keep his eyes open. "just leave me." a whisper. but even as he speaks he does not resist her tying up his one open wrist. but he was still lacking blood greatly and needed more. but the only place to get it would be the hospital. slowly he grew cold, even as the blood clotted and the bleeding ceased. with much labor he drew out a threaded needle and proceeded to sew up the lasions, seeing as how Rachelle would not let him die. "why won't you just leave me?" he gasped as he finnished sewing the last vein and let the blood flow, returning color to his purpling hands. he began to shiver, faintly at first, and then growing with each second, the tremors becoming more brutal. if he could not bleed to death than her would surely freeze to death. his blood was wearing thin and felt line ice running through his body, chilling his to the bone. the water drenching him was icey and turned his lips blue as it pattered over his skin. large ammounts of blood covered his clothing, alloting to what he had lost. even more flowed down the alley, the last remnants fading into a pinkish glow.

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')(' This ')(' -- Rachelle, 13:20:24 06/15/02 Sat
- ))I'm speechless....what else is new?(( -- bryson hodges, 16:06:09 06/17/02 Mon
  - ')(' Get Used To It ')(' -- Rachelle, 11:06:01 06/18/02 Tue
    - ))not likely(( -- bryson hodges, 11:16:15 06/18/02 Tue
      - ')(' Oh Well ')(' -- Rachelle, 16:31:11 06/18/02 Tue