forum Obsessed One-on-one RP (CLOSED; STALKERS ALLOWED)

Started November 11, 2018 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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Cursing under her breath, Isobel leaned forward to grab hold of Alice’s wrist. “Right. You need a hospital, okay?”

"Right," Alice breathed. "I don't. Really, I don't." She tried to ignore Isobel's iron grip, weakly pulling her wrist every which way.

Isobel didn't release her. "Alice," This time, concern leaked into the hard flatness of her voice. "You're hallucinating. For how long, I have no idea. That's bad. You could accidentally end up killing yourself– or someone else– please, just let me help you."

Alice let out a garbled laugh. "We're past that point, Isobel. I've been living like this for long enough to deal with it on my own," she pleaded, the hard glint of bitterness barely audible beneath her desperation.

"That just makes it worse." Isobel sighed in frustration. "Why? Why are you so reluctant to go to a hospital?"

"Because…" She bit down on her lip, drawing blood. "I don't know if I can tell you."

Isobel inhaled slowly. "Alice. You are not going to be hurt."

Alice stared at Isobel. She'd heard that many a time. She said as much, still hanging back, dread surely settling in her heart.

"Why do you think they're going to hurt you? It's a hospital, they're supposed to fix you," she sighed.

"Because I'm not supposed to be free!" she cried finally.

Isobel stared for a few seconds, her mind not making the connection. “What do you mean?”

Alice froze, appalled at what she'd just said. "I–" The deed was done. "I'm supposed to be in a mental institute."

“Sorry, what?” Isobel never remembered being this shocked in her life. “You must be joking.”

Alice shut her eyes, shaking her head. "No. I'm afraid not." Pain came rushing back, but she fought to keep it at bay. "I managed to escape," but it was too little too late.

Isobel squeezed her eyes shut, taking a moment to breathe and clear her head. Naturally, both endeavours failed, leaving her confused, panicking, and betrayed.

Alice could practically feel the emotions battling through Isobel. She couldn't figure out if she should help, try to help the woman she'd dragged into this situation. She reached out a hand, but didn't move.

Isobel opened her eyes again, a steely light entering her eyes. Right. I'll deal with this later. "First things first. I have a funeral I need to get to. You need shelter."

Alice let her hand fall. "No. I can take care of myself." She noted Isobel's steely glare but didn't– couldn't react.

Isobel have an exasperated sigh, pushing everything else from her mind. She needed to focus. She needed to be efficient. There was no time for complex emotions that she could deal with later. “I can see that,” she said, slightly sarcastic. “Nice try though. You need actual shelter.”

Alice immediately picked up on the sarcasm. "Don't. Just get where you need to go." She stepped back.

(Yeah sure, what’s up?)

Isobel reached forward again, then pulled back. She couldn’t exactly force Alice to do anything… “Fine. Stay safe, okay?”

Alice nodded and pulled away, turning a corner and out of sight.
(should she still follow Isobel to the funeral?)