Hi! I'm Cecilia Anne Orion! I am a big fan of books and racing, I'm 20 years old as well. I live in Lima, OH with my Step-mother Juli and my father Layle. There is also my brothers Ryder and Blake, as well as my boyfriend Nick Musso. (This is an RP profile, I am in no way associated with or representing Ashley Greene.)
by the damned wench that wants to check my vitals. Not like anything has changed! Seriously, I haven't talked to anyone because no one cares. I screwed up with Nick by removing him from my life, the doctors are saying I might not walk again, and that I lost my only chance at having a baby. And they are worried about how my heart rate is going? I swear sometimes the medical field is mentally retarded sometimes, because as far as I am concerned, it doesn't matter anymore anyway.
Being alone in the hospital sucks. None of the nurses even bother assisting me, and I am bored to no end. I just wish Nick would... sighs... That someone would visit and stem this boredom.
Cecilia sat alone in her room, a small light shining down on her book that her father brought her. Her eyes read the words, but something had been bothering her deeply. She reached over and picked up her cell, looking down at it for a moment.
As she looked at the screen, she bit her lip. Cecilia's eyes glistening with fresh tears, but she had already chosen this path. She had to finish walking it, even if her legs would not allow her to do so.
She put in Nick's number, and started a rather long text before deleting it all. She drew in a sharp breath, slowly exhaling it out through her nose.
"I lost the baby, Nicholas... We need to talk." She whispered as her hands typed out the message, knowing that Nick would become upset, "I think it is time for you to grow more, and I can not help with that."
As she sent the message, she threw her phone onto the bag near her, her eyes returnin to 'The girl on fire'.
Cecilia shook her head at Eli, pulling him into a one armed hug. As she did, she started to cry softly. She only did this for a bit before she sniffled and pulled back. Looking away from Eli and Jeff, she saw…
What would you like for me to make you? if it’s a prblem then i will talk to your doctor until it’s not. *Nick smiled pushing her hair back more for his own comfort then hers. He wanted to just leandown and kiss her but was too afraid to. For some reason through all his happiness knowing she is okay Nick couldn’t help but think he was the reason cecilia was here.* i know how suckish hosptial food is so i will be glad to smuggle in some food for you. oh and as you can see for yourself Eli is completely unscaved and safe. *Nick motioned towards Eli as he chuckled*
Eli grinned “I could always cause a diversion while Nick sneaks in the food. I used sneak in food for Skye, though I can’t cook as well as Chef Musso” He pointed his thumb at Nick. “I’m proud to say I can whip up a pretty good breakfast.” He boasted a bit. “and I snuck in games and other stuff it made her stay a lot more enjoyable.” He nodded.
Eli smiled at Nick’s statement and nodded his head in a agreement. “And I already promised I wouldn’t go back there.” He told the two.
"Good, little chipmunk. Although hopefully I will be out soon." She said, sighing softly. Nick was nice to her, but she needed to wait until they were alone to tell him...
Cecilia shook her head at Eli, pulling him into a one armed hug. As she did, she started to cry softly. She only did this for a bit before she sniffled and pulled back. Looking away from Eli and Jeff, she saw her Nick sitting in the chair.
“You going to come over too, Cadet, or are you going to make me pout?” Cecilia asked softly, still a bit teary. She had managed to pull Eli up onto the bed with her, sitting him on her now useless legs, waiting to see what Nick would do.
Wasn’t sure if you wanted me around my love. *Nick walked over and kissed her forehead softly. He stepped back a little and found himself gazing again with a big smile on his face. She was always so beautiful no matter what happened to her. she always the glowing beam of light and beauty in Nick’s eyes. He tried not to gaze for too long remembering Eli and Jeff were still in the room.*
Eli smiled at her as she pulled him to sit on her lap kind of nervous that he was hurting but she didn’t seem to feel it. he hugged her laying his on her shoulder. He moved a little leaving room for Nick as he approached them and smiled watching the two. This was two of his best friends happy and things seemed right to him. “Oh did you know Nick can cook?” He grinned. “He can probably make you stuff instead of you having to eat icky hospital food.” He said cheerfully.
"That actually sounds great. Although I doubt the doctor's want me to eat anything outside of this.." She said, pointing to some pudding in a cup. She hated it, but she wasn't going to say anything.
Cecilia shook her head at Eli, pulling him into a one armed hug. As she did, she started to cry softly. She only did this for a bit before she sniffled and pulled back. Looking away from Eli and Jeff, she saw her Nick sitting in the chair.
"You going to come over too, Cadet, or are you going to make me pout?" Cecilia asked softly, still a bit teary. She had managed to pull Eli up onto the bed with her, sitting him on her now useless legs, waiting to see what Nick would do.
Eli walked in seeing Cece the girl he considered a sister and she was always strong and brave in his eyes just as Skye was. To see her on the bed broken was hard for him. He thought he could take it but he let his dad hold him as tears fell from his eyes. “It’s alright, Eli” He said gently kissing his forehead. Eli calmed down sitting in a chair with his dad as he waiting for Cece to wake. He realized Nick wasn’t in there. He knew he was scared. He guessed he would come in when he was ready. He lay his head on his dads shoulder and really starred at nothing.
Cecilia had been laying in the bed, her left eye now freed from bandages although it was a deep shade of purple. Other then that, the rest was scratches. Why the doctor's insisted that she stay was evident by the wheel chair near the bed.
She opened her eyes slowly, looking over at Eli and his Fathers. She smiled softly, although one could tell she was in great amounts of pain, she didn't show it.
"Hey there, Chipmunk." She said softly, her voice very horse. It wasn't clear as to why her voice sounded so scratchy, but it wasn't like there was much she could do, "Misters Sterling Duval. I'm sorry.... I'm such a mess."
She hurriedly tried to clean up the table that sat across her lap, although she was not moving very far or very fast. She also winced in pain with every movement, but was determined to do it on her own.
Cecilia woke up sharply, her mind slightly fogged, but her body was in pain. She looked down to see that she could only see out of her left eye, which though her into a slight panic. 'Where am I at?' She thought, pulling back the white blanket that covered her.
As soon as she did though, she screamed loudly. Panic flooded her as she looked down at her legs. Her skin was a dull gray color and she was wearing a hospital gown. Clearly she had been unconscious for a while, but she still didn't know where she was. Or who for that matter.
All she knew was she needed to get out of there. She went to move, but between her legs not wanting to work and the tubes and cords that tethered her to some strange machines, she only ended up falling flat on her face. Cecilia was in pain almost the minute that she moved, one of the IV tubes that was in her upper left arm was ripped free. Combining that with hitting the floor hard, and she was into a state of panicked vertigo.
Cecilia could not help but retching at the sight of her blood and the pounding in her head, what came up was nearly pure acid. As the bile mixed with the blood from her arm, Cecilia started to cry. She was lost, alone, could barely move and didn't know who she was.
A nurse hurried in, picking her up like she was a doll and put her back in the bed. Brushing the hair out of Cecilia's face, she was amazed that the nurse seemed to look familiar... She just couldn't place from where.
"Relax, sweet cheeks. Juli and Layle will be here soon." the man said, taking a hold of Cecilia's right hand softly. The look in the man's eyes told Cecilia that he knew her, that they were kind of close. Her right eye blurred in what she could not understand, but it seemed to leak down her face. She was terrified that the man would hurt her, and that these Juli and Layle people would also hurt her.
Nurse: Thank you for calling St. Rita's Medical Center, how can I help you this evening?
Ryder: *Takes a deep breath to keep from sounding too panicked* Um.. yes, hello, there... there was a news report about an unidentified woman? Um... I think it might be my sister, Cecilia Orion...
Nurse: If you would like to, You can come down and see if you can identify her. Just come to the Nurse's Station on the ground floor and tell me what you are looking to do. I will bring you to her to see. Just be warned, she is not awake at this point.
Today, around three o'clock pm, a female of Caucasian decent was pulled out of the wreckage of what police say was a Blue late model Pontiac on US Highway 75. She is between five foot two and five foot seven, weighing about one hundred and twenty pounds with brown eyes and hair. She has been brought to St. Rita's Medical Center and is listed in Stable but Critical condition. Authorities seek any and all information about this female, if you have any information, please call St. Rita's Medical Center at (419)-227-3361.
Cecilia had been driving, where she wasn't sure. Sylar's engine roared as Cecilia kept the throttle down, tears running down her face. Earlier she had texted her best friends, Aurora and Sharon, with only one word... Sorry.
She had been flying down the highway, no one in her path, shifting gears as need be. Her mind had been flashing to all the good times, Aurora and Sharon, Blake and Ryder, Julianna and Layle, even Nick. Most importantly Nick. But she couldn't hide what she felt.
To put it simply and in one word, awful. She felt like a looser; having been kicked out of OSU due to her slipping grades, unable to protect Blake and Sharon when they were abducted, and it felt like she was loosing Nick... Mostly from the baby starting to take root in her uterus.
Yeah, it had only been a week at most, but she was terrified. She knew that her life was basically forfeit if she kept the child, but she could never look Nick in the face should she abort the child and she couldn't bear the thought of Juli's comments about adoption.
Cecilia's eyes drifted down to the speedometer, noticing that she was pushing one hundred miles per hour. Nothing that Sylar couldn't handle, but something seemed wrong. Her eyes jumped up to the road, just in enough time to notice the small animal shoot out in front of her.
She spun the wheel, dodging the animal completely and sending it scurry back into the woods. Cecilia was happy that she had managed to dodge it, but Sylar's tires where slipping on the pavement. It was all Cecilia could do to attempt to regain control of the speeding vehicle.
Once the front passenger tire shredded, a loud grinding sound could be heard. Cecilia panicked, wrenching the hand break and downshifting as quick as possible, but it wasn't enough. The front axle snapped, and the front passenger side of Sylar dipped and scrapped against the pavement, ripping up the asphalt and sending the GTO into the grassy median.
That was the last bit that Cecilia remembered before her head slammed hard into the Sparco steering wheel, as the car flipped. Glass rained down on Cecilia from the front windshield and the other windows, cutting her body. Metal showered both sides of the road, and if it wasn't for the fact that Cecilia had put in a roll cage and a five point racing seat, she would have been launched or crushed.
As it was, Sylar finally came to rest on his roof, his back tires spinning lazily in the air as the smoke and dust started to clear. Cecilia hung upside down from the belts strapping her to the chair, completely unconscious.
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