forum “How to Save A Life..” Remake Roleplay (read the description, please)

Started March 18, 2018 by @@CheezeJesus

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"I can't believe I crashed." Oliver mused quietly, staring at his lively heart monitor.

Dove reached over and held onto Oliver's hand, "Me neither."

Oliver face palmed himself as the heart monitor skyrocketed again. "I didn't mean to scare you." He murmured shyly, trying to ignore the spikes on the screen behind him.

"But you still did." she scooted a bit closer, "Nearly gave me a heart attack when I realized it was you." she picked at her bloody shirt.

"I was upset… and scared. I just wasn't thinking straight. I'm sorry I left. I know I shouldn't have. But I just couldn't handle it." He squeezed Dove's hand tighter, trying to stop himself from crying again.

"It's not your fault." she smiled, "Don't say sorry."

Oliver quietly sniffled, wiping at his eyes a bit. "I-I'm just sorta shaken up still."

Dove leaned over and hugged Oliver again, "As you should be. It's perfectly acceptable to be shaken up. I know. I'm a psychologist." she grinned.

Oliver wrapped his arms around Dove, grateful for the hug. "So are you gonna walk me through this then?"

"S-sure," Dove sputtered, "I'll definitely do that. I have knowledge in lots of things ranging on phobias to abuse."

"Course you do, you're a genius." Oliver rested tiredly against the pillows, still holding onto Dove's hand.

"Thanks." Dove pressed a hand to her cheeks, noticing how warm they were.

"So what's step one? Can there be a stage where I eat away my problems? I like the sound of that."

Dove laughed, "I wish. No, but there's a stage where you talk about your problems with someone you love and trust. Perhaps, your family?"

"Too far away and they're too busy." Oliver sighed. "We can just skip that one. I'll be fine." He grinned and gave her a thumbs up.

"But spilling your secrets is always fun." Dove smiled, blush fading a bit.

"I don't really have any secrets. I'm a pretty normal guy." Oliver shrugged, although it was painful to do so.

"What is normal?" Dove sighed, leaning back in her chair. "If there is such a thing, never had it."

“I just meant I’m not anything special, I guess. I don’t have much to hide.” Oliver shrugged.

"You are special. You're my special guy." Dove blushed and locked hands with him.

“You’ve gotta stop doing that or the doctors are gonna think I’m dying.” Oliver winced at sound of the loudly beeping heart monitor next to him. “We get it! I’m embarrassed!” He glared tiredly at the machine.

"I'm just glad that I don't have one of those hooked up to me." she laughed and clicked the clicker, moving from her seat to Oliver's bed.

Oliver smiled widely, though he was unsure if it was because of the clicking noise, Dove’s close proximity, or both. He weakly shifted aside, biting back a whimper at the pain surging through his body.

Dove stepped off from the bed, "You okay?"