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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 16:45:24 GMT -5
Teagan grinned at Lucy, understanding exactly what she was saying, giving her a look that let her know that she did understand what she was saying. Taking another sip of her margarita, she looked back at Lucy again, "I have the urge to sing karoake.."
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 16:57:57 GMT -5
Lucy shrugged and felt in the dancing mood no more. She thought that it was the fact that she'd been all worked up and now wasn't in the mood to dance. She swallowed the rest of her daiquiri, and got up and off of Briar's lap.
She held his hands and pulled him towards her, then looked at Teagan and back to Briar, "I think we're gonna go, babes," she said to Briar. Lucy leaned in and kissed him gently, and let go of his hand. Instead, she grabbed Teagan's and pulled Teagan through the crowd, waving 'bye' to Briar.
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 17:03:55 GMT -5
Teagan grinned, as Lucy pulled her through the crowd. "Where are we headed now, bella?" she inquired, lacing her fingers together with Lucy's as they exited the packed club. She took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh, night air as she wrapped her arms around Lucy's waist, awaiting her answer.
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 17:07:52 GMT -5
Lucy continued to run through the crowd, and sadly pushed Teagan off of her so they could scramble away from Briar. She didn't want to find him again. Lucy reached the doors of the place where three or four large bouncers were standing. She bit her lip, and walked over to a bench just outside of the place.
Lucy sat down, letting go of Teagan, and rested her head against the trashcan, nearly passing out.
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 17:10:18 GMT -5
Teagan took a seat next to Lucy, putting her arm around her friend's waist and petting her hair gently. "What the hell is wrong with you, love?" she asked, worriedly.
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 18:00:46 GMT -5
Lucy sat up and laid her head on Teagan's boob. She giggled as she did so and bounced up and down, "You're bouncy," she said, trailing off and nearly falling a sleep. She jolted her eyes open and felt hot sweat run down her face and hair. It was sticky- yucky.
"I think that.. Briar, or whatever gave me a date rape drug," she said, "I'm gunna pass out, I can feel.. feel it," she finished, "I think he put it in my daiquiri."
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 18:03:12 GMT -5
Teagan's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Lucy, wrapping her arms around her friend. She mumbled a string of curses about Briar, smoothing Lucy's hair back from her face, "We're going to take you home, love, you can stay with me tonight alright. I can keep an eye on you.."
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 18:38:26 GMT -5
Lucy nodded as she slowly started to drift asleep. She opened her eyes drearily, "You know I'm gunna forget like.. everything," she said in a soft voice, "And I'm gunna be confused when I wake up in your room, " she continued, "And I'm.. very.. veryy.. ver---- slep.. sleep.. y," she said as her eyes closed and chest heaved in and out quickly, indicating that she had passed out. The alcohol helped none.
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 18:41:38 GMT -5
Teagan cursed loudly, putting Lucy's arm around her shoulders, and helping the unconscious girl to her feet. Sighing, she headed towards the corner of the club, realizing that catching a cab would be her best bet. "C'mon, Luce, you're going to be fine," she said, gently, holding her other around around Lucy's waist.
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 19:58:28 GMT -5
Lucy felt gimpy. She couldn't move and wasn't fully conscious. She mumbled something that sounded familiar to absolutely nothing. Lucy rolled her eyes back into her head, her dark makeup was now streaking her sweat-stained face.
Inside, Lucy sighed and knew that she could do nothing to help herself.
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 20:03:44 GMT -5
Pulling Lucy into the cab, Teagan directed the man to the dorms, hoping that she'd be able to get Lucy inside safely.
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 13, 2007 20:14:14 GMT -5
Four hours later- 2 A.M. --------- At Teagan's Room Lucy blinked a few times and opened her eyes slightly, trying to remember where she was at. She raised an eyebrow and brought an exhausted hand up to her face, and started to wipe at her eye. She looked down at her clothes, and realized that she wasn't in her dark jeans, stud belt, and polka-dot shirt anymore, but a pair of comfy shorts, and a large t-shirt. Teagan's shirt. She tried to move her head sideways, but just felt a large amount of pain. Lucille looked up at the ceiling. Just staring and not moving anywhere else. A throbbing sensation was shooting through her head as her left temple did all of the work- in and out, in and out. Her headache was almost too much to bear. Lucy looked at the walls, and realized that this wasn't her room, but Teagan's. "Teagan?" she said in a soft voice, wondering if the girl was in the semi-lit room or not.[/size]
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 13, 2007 20:20:10 GMT -5
Teagan moved out of the chair across the room, sitting on the edge of the bed next to Lucy. "You okay, Luce?" she inquired, wondering if the girl was feeling any better."You remember anything?"
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Post by Lucy Spencer on Mar 14, 2007 16:38:41 GMT -5
Lucy shook her head, and looked up at the ceiling, "I remember nothing but meeting up with you at the club," she said, trying to look at Teagan who was at the end of the bed, but found it difficult, every time she did her head pounded with pain.
Lucy blinked and relaxed back on the fluffy pillow, "I have like a major headache, and I can't even look around it is so bad. I'm not so sure I want to know what actually happened," she said in a soft voice.
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Post by Teagan Smith on Mar 14, 2007 21:35:51 GMT -5
"You got a roofie in your drink, luckily I was there to keep the creep from taking advantage of drugging you," Teagan said, bitterly, moving further up in the bed. She turned on her side, facing her friend and resting her head on her hand, while her other hand moved up to pet her friend's hair, "I'm sorry I can't make you feel better. I just figured it would be easier for me to take care of you at my room instead of yours."
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