forum There are voices in our heads rp (Closed)

Started October 16, 2018 by @basil_

tune

Macha pulled away from him and put her head in her hands. “I’ve had surgery twice in the past twenty four hours. We don’t— we don’t have the money to pay for that- we barely had the money to pay our bills this month— oh my god.”

“It’s fine we, I have money. I can pay for your hospital bills. Don’t fight me about it. I only have me to pay for anymore. It’s okay.” He said, holding her in his arms.

“Thank you.”, she whispered, giving him a light squeeze. It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off her chest, she was guilty enough as it was without medical bills to pay for. “What are we going to do about the doctor? The one who was working for.. for your dad?”

“He’s gone if he knows what’s best for him. He doesn’t have a job anymore since my fathers dead.”

Macha shuddered against him. “You’re a lifesaver. Literally. In multiple ways. Thank you.” Suddenly, she was completely and utterly exhausted. And she was cold, so cold. She shivered slightly.

“You need rest. Do you want me to leave?” He asked.

“Don’t pretend I’m the only one who needs rest, you need it too. And I don’t mind either way, as long as you sleep.”
(Should we skip soon?)

“Only because you asked.” Tyler laid down next to her. “I love you..” He murmured.
(Yeah to when??)

I love you too. She curled up against him, and before long, she was asleep.
(Uhm, a week or so later when Macha’s let out of the hospital? Before that? Idk?)

(I love reading old rps except my writing usually sucks and it’s fine we’re all brain dead sometimes)
Tyler stirred slightly and woke up, the sun shining in his face. (I’m just going to have him sleeping in the hospital with Macha If that’s okay) He sighed softly and turned towards Macha, wrapping his arms around her middle.

(Oof thanks)
(Yeah I was re-reading I’m of my favourite dead rps a few days ago, coincidentally one that I used a character that becomes Macha’s best friend in my story, and my writing was so crappy and everyone else’s was amazing and Oof)
(Also I had an idea, what if they could sometimes see each other’s dreams? Not this particular dream, but just sometimes)

Blood. Macha’s dreams were made of blood, dripping from the walls, her hands, from Tyler’s mouth.

Death. Her dreams were made of death, of Tyler’s mangled corpse lying on the cold hard ground, of her father’s body lying broken in the middle of the road.

Insanity. Her dreams were made of insanity, of the screams ricocheting around in her mother’s head, pushing her over the edge until she plunged a knife into her chest.

Macha awoke with a start, heart pounding, eyes wild with fear. It took her a moment to realize that she’d been dreaming and calm down enough to form a coherent sentence. “Tyler?”

(That’s be cool and also that was amazing)

“What’s wrong?” He asked, wide awake now that he could feel her fear.

(Great, and also thanks so much!!)

Macha’s breaths were uneven, her heart was struggling to maintain a steady beat. “Nothing.”, she managed, trying to fend off the dark corner of her brain that was threatening to take over.

“It’s okay. I’m here..” He said softly, kissing the top of her head and hugging her close.

Macha's chest was growing tighter by the second as bile rose in her throat. Her hands shook as she tried and failed to push herself up into a sitting position. She couldn't breathe, it was too much, it was all just too much. Dead bodies, blood pooling on the floor, Tyler's eyes, his lifeless, dead eyes, fractured screams ringing through her head, her mother's screams, the knife, the blood, too much blood– Vaguely aware of the fact that her cheeks were drenched with tears, she tried to speak. "P-Panic– panic– panic atta– attack. Panic attack.", she choked out, throat tightening.

(the stuttering is really bad written out but when I say it out loud it sounds realistic)

Tyler sat up immediately and pulled her into his lap, holding her face in his hands. “Shh it’s okay. It’s okay. Just breathe, breathe.” He focused on sending her happy and calming thoughts. “I’m here…”

(pUlleD hEr iNto HiS lAp wHAT)
(O.O)
(No apology necessary, how did your trip through heaven go? Did you get anything?)

Macha shook her head, tears blinding her. His face was blurred, his voice was coming in too loud, too sharp, too distorted. "Can't– breathe–", she wheezed, trembling hands gripping his shirt. Bile rose in her throat again, choking her, but she forced it back down.

(Yeah like he kinda just pulled her closer to him)
(Yeah it was amazing I got love Simon and attempted to find all the lgbtq books I could so I could get them some other time)

Panic rose in Tyler and he pressed his forehead to hers gently. It’s okay I believe in you. Just listen and try to breathe. You’ll be okay. Everything will be okay..

(Lol ik, I was just freaking out over the cuteness)
(Omgomgomg that book is amazingggg have you read Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe?)

Macha finally managed a gasping breath in, shaking all over. She clung to Tyler and his words, every cell in her body screaming at her to run, to get away. But the only thing she needed to get away from was herself.

Slowly, her breathing evened out, her broken sobs calmed to silent tears, and she collapsed into Tyler’s embrace.

(Oh ok😂)
(And no I haven’t but it sounds fun and OHMYGOD there’s this book called I’ll give you the sun and 😍 its so amazing)
(Also every time I picked a book up and it was a stupid cliche straight romance I would just be like ew and put it back)

Tyler held her close to him and stroked her hair gently. You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong if you don’t want to. He thought, his arms wrapped her.

(OH MY GOD THAT BOOK IS FRICKING INCREDIBLE DEAR LORD)

She took another shuddering breath in. "I'm overreacting– just– a dream." Blood. Blood, everywhere.

(RIGHT??!! Noah literally killed me He was so amazing)

Tyler felt her fear and panic and shook his head. “You aren’t overreacting..”