♥Who wants to be perfect? v.2♥

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>>Peyton<<
Peytons cheeks beganto burn a bright red after Angies comment.. "Yup, puppy kisses.." she said embarrassingly. Quickly she tried to change the subject "Okay so room 307.. Easy enough. Lets get a move on guys.." she said spinning around on her red chuck taylor'ed heels. Peyton looked to her left and saw the number '299' "Okay so this way.." she said walking down the hall

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Angie nodded and pulled Xanther haiir. Xanther groaned and walked after Peyton, growling each time Angie tried to mess with his hair. "When I get into that room, your off of me," Xanther told her, grabbing her hand with his. "Got it?"
"Sure!" Angie replied. "But you still have to carry me ALL AROUND onc you come out again!" Xanther blinked. I'm never coming out, he thought, looking back at Peyton.

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton looked at the door numbers.. Her eyes locked on every passing Mahogany door. 300, 301, 302, 303,... peyton thought.. Her body froze as she saw the number she had been looking for. "307.." Peyton whispered.. looking at the door. Just a few steps away Brain and Mrs. C were in there.. Peyton turned around to Xanther.. the look of fear on her face. "I-i cant.." she said shakily.. her blue eyes now a hard gray.. and her lips draining of color..

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Xanther stopped right in time before bumping into Peyton. He couldn't see since Angie's arm lay above his eyes, blocking view. "Huh? What do you mean you can't? Xanther said with a frown. "Don't tell me we ame here for nothing!"
"You didn't," a small voice said. It was Angie. "You came to be my ner horsey. "Shut up," Xanther growled. She stuck her tongue out at Xan.

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>>Peyton<<
"I- i dont know. Xanther. Hes not going to want to see me..He already hated my guts before i almost- k-killed him.." she said "Should i?..I mean..Yes. Yes i can do this.." she paused "Maybe.. Xan help!" she squealed running behind him.. Hiding slightly.. "Y-you and angie go first.. ill be right behind you.. I s-swear."

[Qiokkabee]

"Hey!" Xanther said, off balance again and walking forward. He frowned and struggled to look back at Peyton, Angie not even having to worry one bit about that, for she could see everything when on Xanther. Xanther sighed and grunted," Fine," then gently grabbed the doorknob. It was cold, hard and very cold. Xanther hand flinched but remained on the doorknob. The cold reminded him of when he was concealed in the hospital, feeling like a little molicule lost in the hospital, cold, helpless, and nearly lonely. Not completely lonely if he had Peyton there for him...

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton shakily grabbed the back of his shirt gently.. making sure not to pull him off of his balance. She swallowed what seemed to be a lump in her throat when Xanther had grabbed the door knob. She knew she was just steps away from seeing Brian. His face probably - most defiantly bruised and bloody.. She wouldn't know how he would react to her being there. Peyton closed her eyes and followed Xanther into the hospital.. preparing fo rthe worst.

ooc: Ive got DRAMA when they step into this hospital room!

[Qiokkabee]

Hehe, okay...}

Xanther sighed, feeling Peyton grip his shirt gently and slowly, keeping her deal, Angie slid off of Xanther. Xanther shook him self slightly, then peaked into the room as he opened the door a razk. Xanther made out a shape on a chair a few feet away from the bed. It was Xanther's mom and she was sleeping....Mrs.C was sleeping in the room. Xanther gukped and stepped back.

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>>Peyton<<
Peyton began to grip Xanthers shirt tighter without realizing it.. She bit her bottom lip with full force as well, making a small cut on the outer part of her lip. A drop on blood seeping out.. Peyton quickly licked it off.. tasting the salty dark liquid. Man, im just like Xanther.. She thought, remembering back to the beach when she first met Xanther..
Peyton finally stepped back into reality when Xanther had moved back. Freaked out slightly, petyton quickly grabbed Xanther in a "hug".. burring her face in his chest. "Is it bad?.." She said very quietly

[Qiokkabee]

Xanther shook his head. "I didn't see him. H...He-s p-prabably in bad. But I saw...my mom. She was...sleeping in there..." Xanther looked away, playing a hand on Peyton's head. "Peyton, what if she gets mad at me?" he asked in a wobbly voice. "What if...what if she never lets me have a child or what if...what if..." Xanther felt the tears prick his eyes and he tried to blink them away. "Peyton, I'm so...scared...worried..."