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Dec 16, 2009 22:40:06 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 16, 2009 22:40:06 GMT -5
"All of this coud not possible have happened today, Addison. Some of these bruises are begining to fade. And since when are you the type who is deserpate enough to date a user? Where are you kids? Why didn't Amelia call the cops before he shot you up... he shot you up right? You didn't inject yourself?" Sam asked. He had too many questions on his mind. How could he not have noticed that this guy was not Addison material. How did he ignore those screams in the middle of the night and credit his imagination for them.
"I didnt know he used, Sam. I didn't find out until after Aiden was born.. or else I would not have been with him in the first place." she answered weakly. "And my kids aren't here, they left.... I sent them away because I knew something like this would happen."
"I called the cops a few minutes ago. Okay?" he told her, covering her with a blanket because he couldn't stand seeing the bruises. "And you need to sleep, I'll take care of everything over at your place. When you feel better then we'll worry about your kicks and.... this matter." she nodded while he placed a loving kiss on her cheek... he was like the brother Archer tried to be... and always failed.
Addison nodded, falling asleep almost instantly. She hadn't slept in a safe enviroment in longer than she cared to remember. In her sleep she heard siren approaching but was too deep asleep to realize what it was for.
Sam meanwhile stood outside her house and greeted the police, explaining the situation and watching as they cuffed and dragged away the man Addison claimed to love. But he had no idea what he was suppose to do next. How was he suppose to help her back up onto her feet? How was he suppose to not tell everyone at work that Derel was the one responsible for her every flaw?
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Dec 16, 2009 22:54:52 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 22:54:52 GMT -5
"So, are you feeling up to talking?" He asked her, and she shook her head. "You know your going to have to talk eventually right?" He asked and she nodded.
"What happened last night?" He prodded, gently, but firmly at the same time.
"I came home late he was mad." Addison said and for the first time she looked up at Sam. He looked her straight in the eyes, not wavering when he saw the terriable bruise on her face.
"Has he done this before?" Sam asked, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to know the answer, he feared he already knew the answer. She couldn't have possiably gotten these horriable bruises on her own. He must have hurt her.
Slowly his fears came true as she nodded her head.
"What happened last night?" She asked . "I remember him shooting me up,and then i couldn't move, I remember not being able to breathe and I passed out." She said, not knowing if the drugs were bad, or if she had had an alergic reaction.
"I have to go---" She said, "I have to go before he finds me." Her voice is beginning to become paniced as she stands up and takes a final drink of her water.
"I have to go to my Kids..."
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Dec 16, 2009 23:07:38 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 16, 2009 23:07:38 GMT -5
"You can wait one more day." Sam answered, gently holding her arm back so that he wouldn't hurt her. "He's not going to come get you, Addison. He's in jail, he was arrested, no bail. You're safe, I promise."
"Is he still alive?" she asked.
"Yeah but... " she cut him off before she could finished.
"Then I'm not safe and if something happens to me my kids would be alone. And if I'm not there ASAP to be a mother to them then eventually they are gonna suffer. Amelia is 13. She doesnt need to be taking care of a toddler.... I can't leave her like that any longer."
"Where are they in the first place Addison? If they needed somewhere to stay they could have stayed with me or Nia... where did you send them?"
"Seattle... because he would have know if they were here... although he just noticed that they were gone."
"If you really wanna go today then I can take you to the airport and we can try to get you on the next flight out." he offered.
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Dec 16, 2009 23:27:47 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 23:27:47 GMT -5
“that would be amazing.” Addison said, her voice quiet. She wasn’t ready to go to her children though, her face and hair was a mess, she needed to shower. Her entire body was acheing. She looked down, the look of something completely bothering her.
“What’s wrong?” He asked gently.
“She’s pregnant.” She whispered. Her hand moving to her own stomach, although she had no idea why.
“Your pregnant?” He asked misunderstanding her.
“My daughter. She’s pregnant.” Addison whispered. “How can I handle being a grandmother when I can barley be a mother? How will my daughter handle being a mother? She’s only 13 years old Sam. She’s the same age as Mya.” Addison closed her eyes, and sank down into the chair.
“I need your help.” She whispered.
“What do I do?” she asked her voice shaky. “What do I do if anyone finds out I have herion in my system. God my life is going to hell.” She said resting her head in her hands in the most defeted way.
“I need a drink.” she mumbled.
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Dec 16, 2009 23:42:46 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 16, 2009 23:42:46 GMT -5
"You do not need a drink. The last thing you need right now is a drink." he replied. "Let's go back to your house... there is broken glass in the living room but the rest is Addison standerd clean, don't worry, you wont get a heart attack." he reassure.
"I'll take you over there, you need to take a shower, change. We'll go get some food in you and then we'll go to the airport. At least that why you'll be a little more...alive. And I promise I won't leave. I'll be there the whole time, so nothing will happen to you."
"Thank you." she whispered as she got up and walked toward the door. He went behind her, knowing she shouldn't even be alone after what she's been through the past few years.
6 hours later she arrived at the Hotel lobby looking than short of anything Addison was expected to look like. She walked up to the counter and was instantly recognized by the conceirge.
"Dr. Montgomery...welcome back. Room key to your daughter's room?" he asked. She smiled and nodded. He gave her the key and she headed up the the room. The second she walked in she saw Mark leaning over the bed tickling her son who was laughing. She's never seen him laugh before.. mostly because he was too busy crying all the time.
"Mom!" Amelia screamed in excitment.
"Hey.." she she skepitcally, still looking at Mark.
"I'm sorry. I just.. couldn't leave them alone. She's 13, it couldn't be easy. I had to help as much as I could... so I've been here every minute that I haven't been at work." he admitted. "And your son is adorable. I think he's hotter than i am. And that's a huge compliment coming from me...cause its hard to be hotter than me. Unless you and I were to have a kid...cause that would be one hot kid.. cause you're hot and Im hot and 2 hot ppl make one reallllly hot person. I'm rambling."
"Yes you are." both mother and daughter said at once.
"I'm sorry. I should go. You just got here, and I'm sure you wanna be with your kids and I'm not your kid so.... yeah." he continued talking nervously.
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Dec 16, 2009 23:55:53 GMT -5
Post by Addison on Dec 16, 2009 23:55:53 GMT -5
"No...." Addison said placing her hand on his own. "Please stay....We can order pizza or room service or something....just....don't go anywhere." She sounded like she was begging, which WASN'T Addison in the slightest, but she felt safer with Mark around. Her daughter looked at her with a raised Addison eyebrow.
There were no bruises visiable, but Addison couldn't help but feel self cautious, which wasn't something she normally felt, quickly she checked herslef out in the mirror, makeing sure no bruises were showing through her make-up.
"You look as hot as ever, now can you get out of that mirror and come spend some time with me and your children?" Mark asked and Addison smiled for the first time in weeks.
"You pulled it off." She said with a smile to Amelia. "I'm so proud of you." She said, and hesitated for a moment before bringing her daughter closer to her and hugging her tight.
She picked up her son, and tickled him for a few minutes before holding him closley, giving him a kiss, not wanting to let him go.
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Dec 17, 2009 0:09:35 GMT -5
Post by cutebutboring on Dec 17, 2009 0:09:35 GMT -5
"What's going on? Amelia told me some things about a shitty boyfriend and something something something but she was talking to fast... and she was crying and I didn't get a word of it. All I know if that he is an asshole and from that point I didnt pick up on any of it."
"You weren't suppse to tell her I told you." Amelia whined. "What part of secret did you not get?!"
"Mark and Secret do not even belong in the same paragraph let alone the same sentance. You should have known that by know." he answered. "Anyway, I was hoping you could clear things up for me because I feel an urge to do some serious ass whoopin on a poor unsuspecting californain surfer fag."
"He's in prison."
"Prison?!" Amelia exclaimed. "He got arrested? When did he get arrested? You could have called me! What did he do?"
"Are you okay Addison?" Mark finally asked, able to piece the peices of the puzzle together. "Something is going on, you don't look like...you. Which means something happened and I need to know if something happened because I will seriously kill that mother fucker!"
"I think Mark is Aiden's actual father." Amelia randomly blurted out in an effort to change the subject and break the tension. She looked at Mark's face then Addison's and then the child. Both adults did the same. Staring at one another then the smiling baby.
Mark turned back to Addison raising a brow. "Addie?"
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