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Post by Thayet on Sept 3, 2008 22:40:26 GMT -5
THAYET IRVINGTON "Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light." - Helen KellerThayet lay there and finally turned her head a bit when the woman walked in and glared profusely as the woman was all over Shawn. Something else inside her other then two ribs and a tailbone broke, and she swore it hurt worse. Moving in her bed as Shawn moved to close the door she winced as she helped herself into a sitting position, her icy blue eyes foccused on him as she couldn't help but mutter. Now that's what you call a sad excuse for a woman. Turning away Thay picked up her blue chocolate deciding it was time to get out of here, she had so much to worry about her horses and no one, not even doctors were going to stop this 'Irvington Bitch'. Not even a McCarther.
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Post by Lone Fuzz Machine on Sept 3, 2008 22:50:15 GMT -5
Shawn looked towards Thayet as she muttered somethign. He distantly heard it. His eyes tried to find hers and failed. "Yeah well, i'm a sad man," he todl her before really closing the door. He didn't want her pity and he definatly didn't want her to see him when he broke down. He knew he'd neve rhave her forgiveness. He had jsut proved what everyone says about the McCarther boys. They're heartbreakers down to the bone. Shawn moved silently out to his truck where he got in. He kept shakign his head and finally slammed his hands down ont he stearing wheel and shouted a very loud 'FUCK'. He had probably jsut lost the best thign to ever happen to him. Now he had to go hoem and face a family that knew he had kissed and been dancing and close with an Irvington.
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Post by Thayet on Sept 3, 2008 22:56:19 GMT -5
Thayet let out a terrible laugh as he departed and through a vase of flowers against the door after him, tears falling steadily as she wiped them away she held her head proudly, her father was on his way to get her out. Thay moved from her bed and took several medicines until she felt no pain she moved out of the bed and slipped on shoes, and grabbed her soiled clothing tossing it into the trash can. Thayet Irvington was just about to prove to the world that they were as good as it came as she limped out of the hospital, and stood outside, letting the medication do its work on her body as she awaited on her father, toying with her phone and hearing a song playing before chucking it randomly at a truck and laughing as it splintered against some guys windshield, untill she noticed whose truck it was..
The Song That Played. [glow=yellow,2,300]Even if I say It'll be alright Still I hear you say You want to end your life Now and again we try To just stay alive Maybe we'll turn it all around 'Cause it's not too late It's never too late
No one will ever see This side reflected And if there's something wrong Who would have guessed it And I have left alone Everything that I own To make you feel like It's not too late It's never too late [/glow]
ooc-lol shawns truck
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Post by Lone Fuzz Machine on Sept 4, 2008 16:45:31 GMT -5
Shawn looked up as he heard a crash and a shattering. He jumped in his seat as a cell phone slid down his window in pieces. He looked up and outside to see Thayet standing there. A tear glistened on his cheeka nd he quickly threw the truck into reverse. Squealing out of the parking space. He shook his head at her. His face down cast before racing for the highway.
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Post by Thayet on Sept 4, 2008 21:09:30 GMT -5
THAYET IRVINGTON "Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light." - Helen KellerShe'd seen a tear. Thayet knew it. Pain hit her right were in counted in her heart, ripping her in two it felt like, unbarable. Keeping a straight back Thay lowered her blonde head and weeped quietly. And he now had the remains of her phone splattered all over his truck for the world to see. A phone was replaceable, as soon as she could move again and was healed she'd go get a knew one but for the next four weeks she planned a full recovery and then she would go and help Ancient with the colts own fractured knee. Of course she wouldn't run him again ever but he had spirit enough to be her fine mount, an ideal steeplechaser though Thay silently ached for loss. A great horse that could've been wouldn't be and her own heart and feelings for Shawn were painful yet she figured she'd never see nor talk to him again. And how desperatly she missed his face....
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