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Post by harveylanesykes on Oct 24, 2009 21:27:45 GMT -6
As soon as the maid came for her shift and found Harvey in the condition she was in she did the first thing she could think of doing and called Taylor. The maids before noticed him but a. didn't care because they were all underpaid, b would get caught by the police for being an illegal immigrant so they couldn't do anything, and c didn't know what to do to begin with so they left him alone. This maid was a mother who naturally cared for people more, even if she was another illegal immigrant from Mexico so when she found Harvey on the ground next to his giant plasma television with his face and stomach into the ground, shaking heavily with a needle, burning equipment, and a white stash near to him she called Taylor to figure out what to do since she couldn't call the police.
When she called Taylor she was panicking so much and knew so little English that she kept yelling Spanish words at Taylor, telling her of the situation in Spanish and how she thought Harvey needed an ambulance. Hopefully she could understand Spanish or Taylor would have just heard just a bunch of gibberish coming from Harvey's end of the cell phone when she picked up the call. After telling of the situation she noticed that Harvey was heavily shaking, it was obvious that he had done a bit to much smack this time, so she went and got a blanket to put over him along with turning him to his side so he didn't suffocate if anything else happened to him. She then left the house in order to avoid the police or ambulance asking her questions and figuring out she wasn't suppose to be in this country.
Above on the television at Harvey was there completely unaware and confused of his surroundings, was a television game of an NHL games. He was obviously alone watching his previous friends live their dream that he wanted to live and couldn't because of his injury. He had expressed openly his depression caused on the subject and in this case he must have been sulking to much to himself and then just took to much to much as a result. He didn't need an ambulance, he just wasn't use to having so much in his body. It was something better to wait out although if he still went to the hospital he would at least be safe.
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Post by TAYLOR ADEN MICHAELS on Oct 25, 2009 8:51:54 GMT -6
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taylor had just woke up. it was six-thirty am, and she was hoping to get a little bit of school work done before she got the day started. it was her day off, but that didn't mean she planned to spend most of it doing school. she'd do a bit here and there during the day when she got the chance. math was first. she spent a solid hour on that, and figured that was enough for now. everything else was easy for her. she'd have it done in no time at all. maybe she'd hook up with the rest of the fab five. or some of her other friends. she wasn't exactly sure what she wanted to spend the day doing.
she got her shower, dressed, straightened her hair, did her makeup, and everything else that maybe taylor who she was. it was eight thirty and she was actually hungry. after popping two pieces of toast into the toaster, she went to the fridge for some orange juice. taylor never ate a whole lot for breakfast. not because she was worried about her weight. weight had never been an issue for this girl. she just usually wasn't hungry. and on the days she had to shoot, she was always up bright and early, with only enough time to grab a cup of coffee. so she'd trained her body to survive on that. she didn't mind, though. renegade studios was a dream come true for this girl.
she had just emptied the last little bit of orange juice from her glass when she heard her cell phone go off. taylor got up, wondering who'd be calling her. she normally didn't get calls in the morning. she looked at the time. it was nine. it was also strange that they'd called her cell phone instead of the house. reaching the phone taylor opened it and said hello. all she could her was a mexican woman yelling partly in spanish and partly in english. taylor was taking spanish that year, but she was just starting it, so she only knew a few words. and with how fast this woman was talking, good luck. "ma'am, please calm down. i can't understand what you're saying. taylor sighed. she didn't even know who's house she was calling from. then she heard harvey and ambulance. "what??!" taylor had learned all she needed to know now. "i'm coming right now." she shut the phone before she heard the woman's reply, but she didn't care. grabbing only her keys and phone, taylor ran out the door and into her car. harvey didn't live far from her. as taylor drove, she debated on whether or not she should call an ambulance. the maid probably already had. if she had any sense.
taylor had sped all the way, making the normally ten minute trip only five minutes. she barely turned the car off in her rush to get out. she was just hoping he was alive. taylor reached the door, and found it unlocked. she walked quickly in, dropping keys and cell phone, and started calling harvey's name. she heard the tv and headed toward the sound. it was coming from his living room. as taylor walked in she saw harvey lying on the ground shaking all over. she gasped and ran over, knowing she needed to keep a cool head, and hoping she'd be able to. she saw a needle, burning equipment, and a white stash. it was obviously drugs, but what kind, taylor wasn't sure. she'd never done drugs, or even thought about doing them. she knelt down beside harvey. "harvey, it's taylor. can you hear me?" he looked like he had no clue where he was or anything, and taylor started wondering if he'd oded. she knocked that possibility out, though. taylor wasn't quite sure what to do. an ambulance wasn't there, so she assumed the maid hadn't called for one.
taylor tried to calm herself and think, since she was shaking like a leaf. she didn't know what to do! the maid had thrown a blanket over harvey before she'd left. taylor figured that out after calling for her a few times. so she was alone. she wasn't sure an ambulance was actually needed, or she would have called already. so she decided to try and get harvey onto the couch, or at least sitting up. after all, he had a lot of muscle, and she was only sixteen.
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NOTES !?;; sorry it's not that great !?
STATUS !?;; finished !?
TAGGED !?;; harvey lane sykes !?
WORDS !?;; 743 !?
OUTFIT !?;; right here !?
CREDIT !?;; JADE !? @ caution 2.0
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Post by harveylanesykes on Oct 25, 2009 21:49:08 GMT -6
As she called out to him he started to wake up a little from the deep drug trance he was in before. He could hear somebody calling for him and he couldn't place the voice until she identified herself by calling out her name. Although he was still shaking heavily he opened his eyes. His pupils were very faded and white, barley into the reality of the world at the moment. He had even forgotten why he was depressed or really what was going on around him, or even where he was at the moment. At the same time though his head felt so incredibly light that it made him very happy. He couldn't feel a muscle in his body and as if he was floating around right now.
Looking at Taylor he could barley make her out and barley move at the same time. "Oh hey ya Taylor baby!" Laughing if he was in a lot of danger past the whole shaking and not moving his body he sure wasn't acting like he was in a lot of danger. "Whatcha up to?" After he said that and his head was perked up he put it back down again and closed his eyes to fall asleep, not that he really wanted to. Being near a friend he was guessing that he was at some sort of social gathering because why else would he be around a movie star at the moment?
Opening his eyes again he felt like he was flying so he figured he was standing up at the moment, even if he was laying down on the ground with a blanket on top of him. Seeing Taylor he grabbed her by the side of the arms, thinking he was just hugging her but really he was grabbing her and putting all of his heavy weight onto her as he pulled her down to the ground drifting off into lala land again. At the same time he thought he was just having a normal conversation with her and talked to her like everything was regular, still shaking his teeth rattled as he talked. "Have you seen the new video yet? It's getting on stop play." He was talking about Haley's new video that he just recently directed. It featured the fab 5 and was a hit on the music channel currently. That new everybody knew about already though.
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Post by TAYLOR ADEN MICHAELS on Oct 29, 2009 21:40:20 GMT -6
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when harvey opened his eyes, and taylor saw what color they were, she let out a gasp. that was really bad, wasn't it? i mean, it wasn't normal, obviously. she just wasn't sure how bad harvey actually was. for all she knew he was just having a reaction to whatever drugs he'd used, but he wasn't actually in danger. but she didn't know. and harvey could be in serious danger. she'd feel like such an idiot if she called an ambulance and he wasn't in any serious danger. plus, there was his reputation as a director to consider as well. this would be all over the news.
the fact that harvey was looking at her seemed like a good sign. he knew who it was, too. since he was now talking to her. "hey harvey." she replied and smiled at him a little. but not a real smile. she was too worried for him. talking to him was probably a good thing, though. he needed to stay awake. maybe. that's what they did in movies, right? "i uh.. came to see you. the maid called. she was worried about you. you're not looking to good." he was obviously feeling pretty good. taylor had tried to keep her voice as calm as possible while she was talking to him. when harvey put his head back down and closed his eyes, taylor started panicking. "harvey??" she leaned over him and smacked his cheek. not really hard, just a little. she didn't think it was a good idea for him to sleep.
taylor gave a sigh of relief when he opened his eyes again. she'd been down on her knees beside him, so when he grabbed hold of her and started putting his weight on her arms, taylor was falling flat on her face. "harvey, you gotta let go of my arms." she wasn't sure he was actually listening, or whether in this state her voice would even register with him, but it was starting to hurt, and she hoped he let go soon. harvey started easing off a little, but he still held on to her. when he mentioned the video taylor knew he was definitely out of it. not that there had been any doubt before. she decided to go along with whatever he said. she figured it'd be better that way. so she nodded. "yeah, it's great, isn't it?" she replied. "hey harvey, do you think you could sit up?" she asked, trying to pull up a little. it seemed kinda hopeless right now, though.
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NOTES !?;; sorry it took so long, and it's not the greatest !?
STATUS !?;; finished !?
TAGGED !?;; harvey lane sykes !?
WORDS !?;; 425 !?
OUTFIT !?;; right here !?
CREDIT !?;; JADE !? @ caution 2.0
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