stones taught me to fly

Marie Grey (3:57:52 AM): It felt as though it had been a while since Marie had been able to spend time with Seth one on one and while she wasn't used to the silence when she was around him, his company was still appreciated. For most of the ride, her head faced straight ahead, her eyes watching the road ahead. Occasionally, she'd turn to look at him when he spoke to her, a small curve of her lips resembling a smile visible. "I know, I feel like that's partially my fault though. I promise I'll be more social," she told him, her head nodding assuringly before she looked ahead once again. The next time she looked at Seth, however, her face began to show hints of panic as the ground began to shake slightly. She watched him struggle to maintain control of the car, and her heart rate picked up out of fearing for the worst. There was no longer any comprehension of time, as one thing led to another in a speed so rapid that in what felt like one second, the car was running on the road to upside down. As the vehicle came to a stop, a sharp pang rushing throughout her body before it all just felt numb. She coughed, her eyes slowly opening as her ability to move was disabled. "Seth?" She called out weakly at the sound of her name. "I'm..I'm fine. I think.."

Seth Anderberry (5:02:36 AM): The heartbeat that was pounding in his chest seemed to both slow down and speed up when he realized that Marie was conscious. Seth probably would have lost his damn mind if the girl wasn't able to respond to him and tell him how she was, and hearing her say she was 'fine' was all he needed to soothe himself for now. Long enough to at least find a way out of there. A cough erupted from his as well before he moved his hand to where he had hit his head on the steering wheel, an instant hiss leaving his lips at the pressure before he looked at his fingers once he saw something sticky. Blood. "Fuck," he murmured, blinking a few times once the woozy feeling overcame him again, but he attempted to force that to go away and instead look around. His hand pressed against the hood of his car, breathing heavily as he tried to figure out a way out and was chalking up nothing. Not with the way his legs almost felt pinned, and one look at the window told him he wouldn't be able to get out. "Can you..." he swallowed and looked back at Marie, moving his hand from the hood to grab her hand and lace their fingers as a comforting gesture for them both. "Do you think you can get out?" he waited a beat, his thumb brushed against the back of her hand. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Marie Grey (5:13:01 AM): Marie attempted to have her limbs regain consciousness, but only her arms proved to be responding. There was a stinging pain prominent in her abdomen and at her legs, and it soon became clear to her that some object, one she was unable to identify, had disabled the use of her legs for the moment. Her breathing was uneven and fear still dominated her as she felt a cool liquid at around her knee, easily assuming it to be blood. Hearing Seth's request and feeling his hand slip into hers, she took a deep breath before feebly lifting her other arm and pushing the car door on her side, but was unsuccessful in opening it. She swallowed and shook her head. "I.. I can't.." She said, a hint of panic in her voice as she winced, pain seeming to be present both externally and internally. Marie's head leaned back against the head rest, her eyes shutting tightly in the moment that the pain was at its strongest, her grip on his arm tightening before she released it a few moments after. "Yeah, yeah.. I'm okay," she mumbled in reply, her eyes opening to look at him. "Are you okay?"

Seth Anderberry (6:03:16 PM): Even though he knew it was a loss cause, he moved his free hand to grasp onto his seat and attempted to remove his legs from where he was pinned. It was apparent in the first few seconds that there would be no luck coming from it, but he still strained himself for longer to try to slip from the hold. "Fuck," he grumbled out, finally realizing once his legs started to hurt from what he was doing that he wouldn't be getting out. Swallowing thickly, he moved to look over at Marie to see if she could at least get herself out, but found an anger bubbling up in him when she shook her head. It caused his free hand to now lash out against the steering wheel, hitting hit before gripping onto it tightly and letting out a panicked breath. Seth tried to calm down, especially once he heard Marie's own panic in her voice. He was trying to smile, to try to tell her it was okay even if it really didn't feel like it was. "Good, good," he told her softly once she assured him that she was okay. "Yeah, it's just my head," he swallowed and nodded, his hand coming up to touch the wound again, wincing and quickly pulling his hand away. "We need to.. help," he was whispering more to himself at that part. "Help!" he called out louder, hoping there was anybody around to help them. His breathing became more erratic as he continued to call in hopes that someone would hear him.

Marie Grey (8:19:03 PM): Marie began to witness the frustration that Seth started to show, particularly as he cursed after his failed attempt to unpin himself and lashing out at the steering wheel. She squeezed his hand gently, which felt like a arduous task already as her body felt as if it was losing strength faster and faster by the second. Her breathing became much more laboured but she hid it as much as she could, instead focusing on seeking help. "Help!" She called out as loud as she could, but just that one word was enough to tire her voice out completely. She shook her head, her eyes blinking faster to avoid tears which were fighting to spill out mainly due to her fear. "I don't think anyone can hear us.." She mumbled quietly, growing a little light headed from the position they were stuck in. "Honk the horn.. or something," she suggested, her voice growing weaker the more she spoke while she continued to try and tug her legs free, only resulting in greater pain. Eventually, she gave up trying, instead relaxing a little in order to reserve any last traces of energy left in her for when they figured out what to do. She tilted her head slightly so that she could face Seth and forced a smile through the pain.

Seth Anderberry (6:38:24 PM): It was comforting to have his hand squeezed after he showed his frustration, his eyes that were glazed with panic behind them looking towards her as he willed himself to calm down. He was just terrified, and upset that not he was stuck in this situation - but that Marie was. He tried to push that away as he continued to call out, feeling his paranoia pick up as he thought about all the medical dramas he's seen. And how all of them always made it seem like there were much deeper issues than what met the eye. When Marie spoke up, he swallowed and figured she was right, finding himself wanting to lash out again but he was able to keep his cool. "Okay, yeah. Okay," he moved his hand to the horn and pressed his palm down it. He lingered the pressure before lightening up and repeating multiple times. The boy didn't stop until he heard the sound of a siren. "Oh fuck, thank god," he honked the horn three more times before looking over at Marie and seeing her smile. It looked a bit forced, but it's not like he could blame her. The boy offered her a genuine one, relief spreading through him now that someone was near. "I'm sorry," he murmured, not being able to help himself from the apology. "But it's going to be okay," he nodded a bit, blinking back the woozy feeling that came with it. He was beginning to feel a headache from the position they were seated in. "We're going to be okay."

Marie Grey (8:27:42 PM): It was an endless moment of uncertainty and it meant Marie didn't know how much longer she could fight off the pain that was slowly starting to cloud her consciousness. She let out a sigh of relief as she heard the faint sound of the siren after he used the horn. She looked over at him and she shook her head. "Don't say sorry.. it's not your fault," she muttered, her voice lacking energy as she winced slightly, certain that the amount of blood she was losing and had lost from her injury particularly at her legs were now proving to be quite detrimental. Marie nodded her head. "We will be.." She repeated, her eyes closing for a brief moment as she exhaled, and opened them once again to look at her. "But if it comes down to it.. you have to save yourself. Even if that means leaving me..okay? Promise me." She had always been one to have a positive outlook on every situation, and although assistance was nearby, Marie could feel herself holding on for dear life, literally, and was simply preparing herself for the worst. "Please, promise me," she requested, her voice cracking slightly as she spoke.

Seth Anderberry (9:24:59 PM): "I know, I know," he huffed out, his head moving to lean back against the seat, closing his eyes and moving his hand to rub at his temple. The headache was getting worse. "It's just.. I hate seeing you hurt right now. And it feels like my fault, even though it isn't. And I'm just so sorry," he ended it in a whisper, breathing out heavily and looking over at her. He heard the sound of somebody yelling, causing another sense of relief to flow through him. "Yeah! In here. Help!" he called out, his eyes now open and patting against the door to signal for them to understand where they were. His attention was back on Marie when she continued to talk, his smile fading and his head shaking. "No," he barely allowed her to finish. "No, I wouldn't do that," now Seth's eyebrows were furrowed, noticing that Marie was paler than usual. And she didn't have that usual spirit about her. Which before he wrote off because of the earthquake and crash, but now seemed to dawn an even bigger problem. "You're not okay, are you?" his tone was soft and scared when he said that, swallowing thickly. It terrified him even more than the crash and squeezed her hand. "Marie..." his voice cracked and he rubbed his thumb over the backside of her hand. "I can't promise you that, no," his eyes filled with tears. "Come on, help's here. Just hold no, Mar. Please. Please, please, please."

Marie Grey (11:04:36 PM): It didn't come as a surprise that Seth protested against her wishes, in fact she understood why he would. If the roles were reversed, Marie would have refused to let him go either. "Now's not the time to be stubborn," she replied, eventually unable to hold back her tears, especially at the sight of his. "You will be okay, Seth.. you'll be fine. And if I can't, tell everyone i hope they're okay and that I love them.." She told him, her voice just a merely audible whisper. Her head nodded weakly and her lips formed a small smile, and Marie leaned back against the seat, her eyelids becoming heavy as paramedics finally reached them. Things were slowly beginning to become foggy as she heard some apparatus begin to tear the door beside her open. A figure emerged in her blurred vision and attempted to pull her from the car, removing the object over her legs to finally free her completely.

Seth Anderberry (11:44:18 PM): "No," he whispered, shaking his head and gripping Marie's hand tightly hoping that would make the redhead grip back rather seemingly loosing the grip she had on his hand. "No, no, no. I'm going to be stubborn as hell because the both of us are going to get out of this, okay, Marie? Don't you..." at the sight of her tears, it made his eyes water even more and his head shake, a constriction in his throat making it incredibly hard for him to continue talking. But as soon as she went on, making it seem like she wasn't going it make it, the tears in his eyes began to overflow and he squeezed her hand more. He brought her hand up to kiss her knuckles, continuing to mutter 'no' into her skin. "You're going to do that yourself. Don't say that, don't do this," the lump in his throat was making it near impossible for his voice to be much louder than a whisper. "Marie," when he tried to make it louder upon seeing her eyes were closing, it cracked. "Marie!" he moved his hand to her shoulder and shook at her. "No! Help! Help!" he cried out, almost pushing away the paramedic that was trying to help him. "No, help her!" he yelled, any pain that he might have felt because of the unlodging of his legs not even hitting him because of his concern for the redhead.

Marie Grey (7:25:14 AM): Marie could hear his words. Faintly, but loud enough for her to comprehend the meaning. And she used all her energy to ensure that she could hear his voice, because that meant she hadn't completely lost consciousness. But her senses - sight, hearing, touch.. they were all beginning to minimise. Arms moved to wrap around her and soon she found herself on a stretcher, being moved into the ambulance. Her eyes opened for a moment, searching for Seth, almost frantic as she noticed he wasn't out yet. "Seth? Seth!" She called his name, her voice still fairly weak before a paramedic indicated for her to relax. Once Marie was settled in the ambulance, she was given oxygen and they attended to her leg injury, but the girl knew she couldn't be completely calm until she saw Seth by her side. She needed his hand to hold, to give him any sense of assurance that he was going to make it out of this and if they were lucky, that maybe she would too.

mariewantsherurlback replied to your post: I had a dream that I changed my url to 'andaberry'

I like it. Can’t say the same for my url :|

What happened to your URL?

avery-jamesx replied to your post: I had a dream that I changed my url to 'andaberry'

Sounds.. nice?

I honestly don't remember anything else from the dream? Just that I was on Tumblr and my URL was andaberry and it just sounded better, so. :|

And I liked that better. So, my URL is now andaberry.

I don't know. Maybe next time you can just not let me leave.