Call @ Harper
Harper: Okay, yeah, me too. I need to change my flight, send me the address, and I will be there...
Rook: Okay, I'll text it now... [disconnects]

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@rookross
Call @ Harper
Harper: Okay, yeah, me too. I need to change my flight, send me the address, and I will be there...
Rook: Okay, I'll text it now... [disconnects]
Call @ Harper
Harper: She is going to be okay. [another pause] Will you be okay?
Rook: I'm fine, I'm just worried about her...
Call @ Harper
Harper: God, Alice.. [whispered] Nothing, you didn't do anything. It's.. not my place to talk about. Not over the phone at least. [sighs] Give me a few hours, I'll be there. Where are you?
Rook: I'm in my dorm, on campus. I'll text you the address so you have it... Harper... is she going to be okay?
Call @ Harper
Harper: Oh.. wow, okay. [another silence followed by some shuffling] Are you able to keep her where she is? I can be on the next flight back. You said she was in the bathroom so she probably turned on the shower.. If you can, get her some towels and make sure she stays warm. Don't do too much touching, it could freak her even more... Shit, fuck...
Rook: Yeah, the shower was scalding before, but I think she ran out of hot water. Towels... towels... [some banging and shuffling] Yeah. I got towels. I don't think she's going anywhere soon. But Harper... what's going on? What did I do?
Call @ Harper
Harper: Rook.. Shit. Okay. God Damn it. [short silence] I'm not even in the state right now.. Do you know what set it off? What lead up to it?
Rook: Oh. God. Uhh... This is awkward... We were um... she wanted to, I swear she was more forward about it than me, but she just kinda freaked out when things... progressed, and I don't know what I did! I mean, she pulled me on top of her and then a second later she pushed me off and ran into the bathroom. I swear, it wasn't any funny business from me, I would never do that...
Call @ Harper
Rook: I'm here with Alex...
Harper: You're with... And who exactly are you and what are you doing with her?
Rook: Rook, we've met before, once or twice I think. But um. Something's wrong with Alex and I'm not sure what to do or what I did wrong but I think she's having a panic attack. I'm sitting with her in the bathroom, but she's pretty much catatonic and I'm really worried about her... We're friends but I don't really know her that well.
Call @ Harper
Rook: Dialing...
Harper: ..Hello?
Rook: I'm here with Alex...
Call @ Harper
Rook: Dialing...
Faded Haze || Rook and Alex
"Not at all, Charming..I just want you..please.." Her hips bucked a little, and she helped remove them completely before pulling Rook in for another kiss, loving the feeling of the other womanâs skin on her own, hands on bare hips above her. Thatâs when panic began settling in, however. Feeling almost naked and vulnerable with someone on top of her. And suddenly she felt dizzy, and her heart was beating so fast, it was actually painful, and she couldnât breathe. "I-I canât-" Her words werenât coming easy, and she pushed Rook off, probably much harder than she actually had to. Her hands began to shake as they ran through her hair, sitting up. And then she felt sick to her stomach, and got up to run into the bathroom - where she threw up. Not even closing her eyes could keep the faces of those men away from her vision; their touch off of her body; the laughter from her ears.
But none of it was working. The flaishbacks were..well, like the movies only worse. Once she felt like she couldnât throw up anymore, she forced herself to stand, she leaned against a wal, feeling dizzy. She clenched her chest, it feeling like almost a heart attack. Her other hand was running through and pulling at her hair - until she screamed. Not ahigh pitch scream, but more of a terrified, angry yell. After that, she curled up in the bathtub and turned it on and then the shower on, still in her bra and underwear. The water was nearly ice cold, but she didnât care; she sat with arms around her legs, facing into the water pouring down. She was shaking and all she was aware of was how dirty she felt. This time, the cry was frustrated, and she jerked the shower to the opposite, her skin red as a lobster within a minute. But she needed to burn their touch from her body. Her forehead hit her knees and she rocked back and forth for the next twenty minutes before she started becoming away - and embarrased - of what was going on. Thatâs when she started to cry, leaning her head against the shower wall, still curled up into herself.
Rook jerked as Alex pushed her all of a sudden, and she fell back on the bed, throwing her arms to catch herself. She winced in pain as her newly healed leg twisted awkwardly, straining at her muscles. "Wha?" She didn't even have time to get the words out of her mouth before Alex was out of the room and into the bathroom, door swinging closed behind her. Clearly Rook had hit a nerve, and a frown spread across her face. She stood up, searching for her shirt and pulling it back over her head before heading over to the bathroom. She knocked on the door but didn't expect an answer, much less the scream she let out, and Rook opened it anyway, watching Alex climb into the bathtub. She didn't say anything, just sat down on the floor, knees tucked to her chest, waiting for Alex to calm herself and come to. Rook knew better than to push people.Â
Text @ Felicity
Felicity: youre this tingly little ball of fearless person.
Felicity: I go in for chemo next week. night as well have one last hoorah
Rook: I'm not fearless, I just don't let fear stop me from doing things that could be fun.
Rook: Good to hear. I'll set it up, when are you free?
Text @ Anyone
Sam: I sent everyone in my contacts a text saying that I was.
Rook: I left my phone in New York when I went with Alex, just got a new one yesterday.
Text @ Anyone
Sam: ...I'll consider it.
Sam: Also, why the fuck didn't you come and visit me in the hospital?
Rook: I didn't know you were in the hospital?
Text @ Anyone
Sam: ...I'm probably gonna die if I do that.
Rook: Nah its supposed to be super safe.
Text @ Felicity
Felicity: im sorry i meant YOURE terrifying
Felicity: why not
Rook: How am I terrifying?
Rook: You're up for it? I just got my cast off so I need to celebrate.
Text @ Felicity
Rook: I want to go sky diving, you in?
Felicity: That sounds terrifying.
Rook: I mean, that's half the point. Imagine the adrenaline.
Text @ Anyone
Rook: I want to go sky diving, you in?
Faded Haze || Rook and Alex
As Rook touched over her body, she moaned, her head falling back against the wall as she arched her chest, as a hand cupped her breast. Whimpering as Rook said she was right there, she allowed another kiss to take place, happily falling on top of Rook. âI like when you call me that.â And she nipped Rookâs lower lip. âIâll be your mermaid Princess if youâll be my Prince Charming.â She rolled to the side, taking her turn to knead Rookâs breast over her bra, kissing her passionately. This was followed by a gentle tug to get the other woman on top of her, as her hands trailed over the smooth skin of her friendâs abdomen.
"I'm a pretty dashing prince," Rook commented, bowing her head a little to nip at the skin of Alex's neck, hands wandering. With a quick flip, she pinned Alex down to her bed before sitting back on her knees, nimbly unbuttoning Alex's jeans and pushing down her waistband. "Stop me, if this is too much," she murmured softly, her hair tussled and strands falling out of its bun, cascading down her shoulders. She was sure Alex assumed this was her MO, sleeping with girls, drunk and clouded. She wondered what Alex would think if she knew she hadn't done this since she was sixteen, awkward and nearly hairless, fumbling at the ties on a hospital gown.