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Zack was leaning over Max trying to force pills into her shaking broken form. She lay there seizing horribly. Something was wrong horribly wrong.
And you know what that is it for tonight and it might be a while before I get a new chapter posted I just can't do this.
Ok let me first of all say that I am sorry for this. I have trouble with anxiety and depression, and I was having a really bad night, and don't even remember writing or posting this. And then I was gone for the weekend so I couldn't post and apologize.
By the way isn't it funny you think I may be quitting and you review!!! Well any way sorry again. So we left it:
Zack was leaning over Max trying to force pills into her shaking broken form. She lay there seizing horribly. Something was wrong horribly wrong. Logan ran to his bag and pulled out a small black bag. He ran over to Max and Zack. "Forget the pills, you wont get her to swallow them even if you did they work to slowly." He said opening the bag inside was a sirenge a small bottle of liquid and some alcohol wipes. "Steady her arm." Logan ordered as he filled the sirenge with the liquid. Zack moved and held Max's arm still letting the rest of her seize. Logan wiped her arm with the alcohol and injected her with the sirenge.
"What the hell is that stuff!?" Zack demanded as Logan worked.
"Liquid tryptophan." Logan finished the injection and they both moved to hold Max's body still. She was still shaking but now it was much less. They were both worried that she was still unconscious. When her body calmed down more Zack moved aside so Logan could hold her. He then went to get milk knowing it would help her. He might have accepted that they were together, but it still tore at his heart a little to see them like that. He pored Max's milk and took a minute to calm down before returning. Logan sat Max up and Zack forced the milk down her throat as gently as possible.
"How long." He asked while being careful not to spill an of the milk.
"What?"
"How long have her seizures been so bad, last time I saw her she wasn't like that.
"She hits rough patches, there worse since the implant, but she gets throat them." Logan then turned to Max, "Your gonna get through this honey I promise." He said and then kissed her forehead.
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"She didn't have your number." Logan said with an icy tone quieting Zack. They sat there together. The woman who once had no one who loved her, and the two men who loved her more then anything. They took care of her for the next hour just being there mostly making her comfortable until finally.
"Logan when's dinner?" Max mumbled trying to open her eyes and no think about the pounding in her head. Immediately smiles spread across Logan and Zacks faces'.
"Soon love, how you feeling?" Logan asked concerned.
"Like shit we got any advil?"
"Yeah just a minute." Logan said getting up leaving her in Zack's care while he got the advil and a glass of milk for Max. He returned a minute later to see Zack trying to help Max up onto the couch.
"Food?" Max asked after swallowing the pills.
"Yeah I'll go make dinner, keep an eye on her Zack?" Logan asked still concerned about the seizure.
"Yeah." Logan got up and went to the kitchen to make the pasta for dinner. He didn't take that long and as he was walking into the living room to tell them it was time for dinner there was a knock at the front door.
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Zack helped Max get more comfortable on the couch, he then handed her a small piece of paper. "Remember it." He said simply. She nodded a second later and he took out a lighter and burned the paper.
"So what's the number for?"
"It's the contact number, in case you ever need to reach me." Zack decided to get right to the point. "Or if you ever want to talk, and I was thinking we could meet sometimes when our lives aren't in immediate danger, I could visit." Max said nothing, she simply pulled her brother into a tight hug. "And about the last time we were here, and all the other times... I'm sorry Maxie. And if accepting that your decisions about your life is all I have to do to keep you in mine, I think I can manage." Max just held her brother tighter they both jumped when they heard a knock at the door.
AN: Sorry about the old ch 7 again. Please review it means a lot to me inspires me to write more.
Zack was leaning over Max trying to force pills into her shaking broken form. She lay there seizing horribly. Something was wrong horribly wrong.
And you know what that is it for tonight and it might be a while before I get a new chapter posted I just can't do this.
Ok let me first of all say that I am sorry for this. I have trouble with anxiety and depression, and I was having a really bad night, and don't even remember writing or posting this. And then I was gone for the weekend so I couldn't post and apologize.
By the way isn't it funny you think I may be quitting and you review!!! Well any way sorry again. So we left it:
Zack was leaning over Max trying to force pills into her shaking broken form. She lay there seizing horribly. Something was wrong horribly wrong. Logan ran to his bag and pulled out a small black bag. He ran over to Max and Zack. "Forget the pills, you wont get her to swallow them even if you did they work to slowly." He said opening the bag inside was a sirenge a small bottle of liquid and some alcohol wipes. "Steady her arm." Logan ordered as he filled the sirenge with the liquid. Zack moved and held Max's arm still letting the rest of her seize. Logan wiped her arm with the alcohol and injected her with the sirenge.
"What the hell is that stuff!?" Zack demanded as Logan worked.
"Liquid tryptophan." Logan finished the injection and they both moved to hold Max's body still. She was still shaking but now it was much less. They were both worried that she was still unconscious. When her body calmed down more Zack moved aside so Logan could hold her. He then went to get milk knowing it would help her. He might have accepted that they were together, but it still tore at his heart a little to see them like that. He pored Max's milk and took a minute to calm down before returning. Logan sat Max up and Zack forced the milk down her throat as gently as possible.
"How long." He asked while being careful not to spill an of the milk.
"What?"
"How long have her seizures been so bad, last time I saw her she wasn't like that.
"She hits rough patches, there worse since the implant, but she gets throat them." Logan then turned to Max, "Your gonna get through this honey I promise." He said and then kissed her forehead.
"Why didn't she tell me?"
"She didn't have your number." Logan said with an icy tone quieting Zack. They sat there together. The woman who once had no one who loved her, and the two men who loved her more then anything. They took care of her for the next hour just being there mostly making her comfortable until finally.
"Logan when's dinner?" Max mumbled trying to open her eyes and no think about the pounding in her head. Immediately smiles spread across Logan and Zacks faces'.
"Soon love, how you feeling?" Logan asked concerned.
"Like shit we got any advil?"
"Yeah just a minute." Logan said getting up leaving her in Zack's care while he got the advil and a glass of milk for Max. He returned a minute later to see Zack trying to help Max up onto the couch.
"Food?" Max asked after swallowing the pills.
"Yeah I'll go make dinner, keep an eye on her Zack?" Logan asked still concerned about the seizure.
"Yeah." Logan got up and went to the kitchen to make the pasta for dinner. He didn't take that long and as he was walking into the living room to tell them it was time for dinner there was a knock at the front door.
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Zack helped Max get more comfortable on the couch, he then handed her a small piece of paper. "Remember it." He said simply. She nodded a second later and he took out a lighter and burned the paper.
"So what's the number for?"
"It's the contact number, in case you ever need to reach me." Zack decided to get right to the point. "Or if you ever want to talk, and I was thinking we could meet sometimes when our lives aren't in immediate danger, I could visit." Max said nothing, she simply pulled her brother into a tight hug. "And about the last time we were here, and all the other times... I'm sorry Maxie. And if accepting that your decisions about your life is all I have to do to keep you in mine, I think I can manage." Max just held her brother tighter they both jumped when they heard a knock at the door.
AN: Sorry about the old ch 7 again. Please review it means a lot to me inspires me to write more.
