forum After America - Dystopian RP

Started April 03, 2018 by @ImNotCrazyImAFangirl

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Vaughn frowned up at Haven, but he didn’t feel that it was worth arguing over. He took the bottle from her and screwed the cap off, taking a few long drinks.

After going through the small station, she went back to the room and flopped onto her cot. “Well, no one’s been here, so we can deal with it in the morning.”

Vaughn hummed in response before nodding his head. He had changed clothes while Haven was in the main area, he had changed into just a simple white undershirt and a darker pair of sweats. He was lounged out on his cot, staring up at the ceiling.

“Goodnight, Vaughn,” she said.

“Night,” Vaughn muttered in response, rolling onto his side.

//oh oops

"That's what I want to know, Bella, Kailey," he said furiously. "Bella, you were in charge of them. Kailey, you were among the last known to see them. Explan!"

“… last to see who?”

"These criminals. The murderer and the thief."

“They escaped?!”

"Yes," he replied, annoyance clear. "Isn't that what I'm telling you?"

//gtg, dinner

(Kk.)
“How?!”

(Okay I’m very bored atm, so I’m just going to have Vaughn get up and do something.)

Vaughn woke up only a few minutes after having fallen asleep, gasping quietly for air. He couldn’t breathe, why couldn’t he breathe? He stumbled from his cot, nails clawing sharply at his throat as he tried to make his desperate inhales quieter, not wanting to wake Haven. He stumbled out into the main area of the gas station, shifting through a cabinet until he found a bottle of prescription pills. He swallowed two dry before stumbling out into the front lot, sinking down to his knees on the concrete as he breathed in the fresh air heavily. It had never been this bad, not in a while. The stress must have been getting to him.

//lmao okay
wait
wait no
im stealing vaughn now u can't have him back

"I don't know! That's why I'm asking you! Are you stupid?" He asked exasperatedly.

//im gonna wake haven up then lmao

Haven's eyes blinked open, not completely sure what woke her. Rolling over, she noticed Vaughn's cot was empty. She got up, eyebrows creased, to go look for him.

(Ahh)

Vaughn hadn’t wanted to go inside. He wanted to stay out in the fresh air. Yes, it was chilly out in his tshirt and sweats, but he didn’t care. He was curled up on his side now, knees pulled up to his chest, which looked awkward because of his large frame in the child like position. His skin felt cold against the hard concrete, and small pebbles poked into his skin as he concentrated on his breathing. In for three seconds, hold three seconds, and out for four. Then repeat.

//lmao okay
wait
wait no
im stealing vaughn now u can't have him back

"I don't know! That's why I'm asking you! Are you stupid?" He asked exasperatedly.

“Sorry, Sir. But I have no idea, I don’t even know where the keys are to the cell.”

He glared at her. "Alright, you're dismissed. Arabella?"

He wasn't in the station, but she did find him outside, curled on the ground. "Vaughn?" She asked softly. "Are you alright?"

Vaughn kept his eyes trained on the ground as he shook his head a little bit, Body tensing up slightly. He didn’t want to do this anymore. He considered turning himself in, going through with that damn execution.

Kailey nodded and left.

//the two conversations ur having on two different sites
number one - opia's post
number two - joanna's post
xD

She sat down next to him and hesitantly put a hand on his back, rubbing gently. She wasn't really good at this wole "comfort" thing - that had always been her brother - but she did her best.

(Lmao)

Vaughn tensed a tad more when Haven touched him. He wasn’t really used to any touching in general. But, eventually, he loosened up and exhaled slowly, his nerves calming.

After a moment, she spoke again. "What's wrong?"

Vaughn thought for a moment. What was wrong? So many things were wrong, where was he supposed to start? “I had a dream, a short one,” he murmured, not bothering to lift his head from the pavement.