#michellerichardson-ok

[trustnonebristol]

michellerichardson-ok replied to your post: ooc: if I disappear, it’s cause I live on a shitty...

Island?

I live in Puerto Rico.

[the-normal-musketeer]

Park Encounters @Michelle

JJ had left the hospital after running into Naomi and seeing Effy. He didn’t know what to think, what to feel. Everything seemed to be spiraling out of his control and he didn’t do well with that. He needed structure. Sure spontaneity was good in moderation but for JJ structure was key to maintaining his mind balanced. He should call into his therapist and make an appointment. But he wasn’t sure he could bring himself to talk to a stranger about recent events. At least not a stranger that was paid to give out a diagnosis. He didn’t want a diagnosis. He wanted his mates to be well.

He was wandering through a park and wasn’t really paying attention when he heard a woman’s voice calling out. He didn’t think it was to him so paid little mind to him. Seconds later he found himself completely bowled over and on the floor. He found himself on his back and a huge dog sniffing at him. “Um.. hello.. please don’t kill me.” He heard the same woman’s voice calling the dog and apologizing.

[jstockoff-therails-blog]

Loads Of Wine | @Michelle

As soon as Michelle texted him his address, Josh started to get ready to meet her. It was going to be a complicated meeting and he felt awful for her. She had lost her son and he didn’t know. It seemed like he had let down a lot of people while he tried and deal with his condition. He had been having a difficult tome after knowing Mya was cheating on him, he thought of leaving again, but what was the point? He had a business to keep running, had his patients ant the Psychiatric Hospital and had a life, even if it seemed all broken and out of place. Honestly, he wasn’t sure of how he would deal with the pain and the events. The coke Louie had given him was over his desk and he eyed it before and after taking a shower. It had given him a power he hadn’t felt in a while, even if he felt like shit afterwards. But Josh was used to feel like shit, wasn’t he? 

Mya was okay and he needed someone to need him, besides himself. Michelle appeared to be that person. She needed company and he could do that. He knew that, if he stayed home for the rest of the day, he would end up drunk, high and being just a fucking mess, harming himself and he didn’t want Spencer and Harry to be worried and over him all the time. Josh opened one of his cupboards and took a new bottle of wine out of it. He jumped inside the car, who had some small hits at the back of it, apparently from his argument with Mya, and took off in direction to London. He hoped his bruises were less visible now. If not, he would come up with some story behind them. The least Michelle needed now was finding out what he did besides working at the Hospital and what he did when he had a crisis. Las time, that didn’t end up well.

[jstockoff-therails-blog]

Voice Mail @Michelle

Josh: Hey, Michelle, it' me... I know it's been a while and all so that's... that's basically why I'm calling you. I waited for your call to take your son to the doctor and well, wanted to know how's he? Is he better? I do hope so. Well, hit me up when you hear this, yeah? Ok, bye.

[cassie-ainsworthh]

Text @Michelle

Cassie: Michelle? It's Cass. I'm back in Bristol!

[naoms-fcampbell]

Voicemail @Michelle

Fuck, guess now I was the one missing your call and guess you're busy again. Uhm... so yeah, I'll try and call you later I think? Good to know everything's alright. Talk to you later, yeah? Bye.

[naoms-fcampbell]

Voicemail @Michelle

Hey, Chelle, it's me, Naomi. I uhm... I saw Cook and Jack a few weeks ago, haven't heard from Cook since then but we talked about you and the boy, like, I would really like to visit you two, maybe spend some time together, you know, just... get to know him better since he's like my little nephew. I've been calling you for about an hour but I guess you're busy. Ring me or text me back, yeah?