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Post by Allison J. Holmes on Aug 5, 2011 10:00:10 GMT -5
 I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------Allison shifted slightly, burrowing herself a little deeper into her pillow. The sun was beginning to filter into the room through a slightly open window. Normally by this time in the morning, she was already dressed and on her way to work. Today however was her day off and she wouldn’t be going in until about lunchtime to work on some paperwork and visit a few patients. Yeah, Allie never willingly had a day off. For some reason though, today she had a splitting headache and the sun was killing her. Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she stepped out of bed and over to the window. As soon as the blinds were closed and the curtain pulled, she sleepily walked back over to her comfy bed and crawled back in.
Something was off though, and it was keeping her awake. She shifted a little, trying to get more comfortable. Allison felt like crap thrown in a blender, and for the life of her she had no idea why. Rolling over to face the other side of the room, she breathed in deeply at what she saw. There was a man in the bed with her. Allison fought back a scream, trying to be calm and rational about the situation. What the hell had she done last night?! As she began looking closer, she recognized the man immediately. It was Eliot, the head of security at the Asylum. Cautiously, Allie nudged him trying to see if he was awake or not.
“Eli…Eliot? Eliot…?”
She had absolutely no recollection of what had happened the night before. All she knew was that she was currently lying in her bed with a splitting headache, wearing nothing but her underwear and a tank top, and with a very attractive man in her bed. Then her mind began to wander to the possibilities of what might have happened. A deep scarlet blush appeared on her cheeks as she felt the familiar heat sensation of humility. Oh god, what had she done?
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tagged: For the amazing Eliot !
words: 334 ! Sorry its a bit short. ><
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notes: freak out much? xD
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Eliot Holt
SECURITY
HEAD OF SECURITY
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Post by Eliot Holt on Aug 7, 2011 19:25:17 GMT -5
Eliot was comfortable, to say the least. Usually, Eliot wasn’t a sound sleeper, especially since his cell phone was usually always on, and he usually did work the night shift… and morning shift… and virtually everything in between. But tonight, erm – this morning – he felt like just sleeping forever. He was working the night shift, so he figured he had plenty of time to sleep and get enough sleep for lack of later, but… he sighed, feeling the blankets shift away from him for a long moment, the cool air next to him seeping in from under the warmth, hitting his chest and feet, but not his legs, still clad in his baggy jeans. He felt the movement again, the person slipping back under the covers to get comfortable, and eventually finally talking – calling his name… once, twice, three times. He grunted, rolling onto his back a little, peeking out at her with his blue-grey eyes, looking at her sleepily before his eyes closed again, “Don’t turn all red at me, Allie. We didn’t do anything – you’re still dressed, I’m still dressed,” he said, tiredly, rolling to his side and looking at her through half lidded eyes, studying her face, “of course, no matter which way you are, I feel like you’re absolutely gorgeous.”
He gave her a tired smile and kissed her forehead before sitting up and rolling his shoulders before running his hand through his hair and looking around, “Sorry, though. Finding me in your bed with our intimiates pretty much only covering us isn’t the greatest way to wake up, huh?” he questioned, thinking about it. Strange situation – he’s been finding himself in those a lot lately, believe it or not, and he wasn’t too thrilled about it, that was for sure. He looked over at her and shook his head, confused himself as he tried to piece last night together completely.
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Post by Allison J. Holmes on Aug 8, 2011 16:04:26 GMT -5
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Allison couldn’t do anything but watch him, paralyzed with embarrassment, especially when he so nonchalantly rolled over and told her, ‘don’t turn all red.’ How could she not? What was he even doing here in her bed? Even though she was sure it wasn’t possible, she was sure the red in her cheeks brightened even more when he called her gorgeous and gave her a little kiss on her forehead. How!...How!...How scandalous! And…Sweet. Sitting up in bed with her knees tucked to her chest, she pulled the covers to make sure they were covering her up efficiently before turning to watch him as he spoke.
“And how exactly did you end up in my bed Eliot? And why does my head hurt so bad…”
What the hell had happened the night before? She felt like someone had rammed her head into the walls of the Asylum over and over again. And then it hit her. Somewhere deep in her mind was a memory of a thunderstorm the night before. Pulling the sheet off the bed with her as she stood up, she carefully used it to wrap around herself and walked to the window. As she peeked out, her suspicion was confirmed. The ground was still soaked from the night before and some of the water was still standing in the street. Great, which brought her to another realization. She’d probably been drinking. With a startled look at Eliot, she turned and dashed into the Kitchen and stopped when she saw the mostly empty bottle of liquor on the counter. Well that explained the headache. There was one question still hovering around in her thoughts though as she glared at the bottle. Why was Eliot here and what did he know? Allison turned to look at the doorframe, hugging the bed sheet close around her. Hopefully she’d managed to keep her mouth shut the night before.
With a bewildered look on her face she turned and walked back into the bedroom and headed straight for her bathroom. Once inside she locked the door and sat down on the edge of the bathtub, trying to gather her thoughts. Suddenly she saw her medicine on the counter, a few different prescriptions the doctors said would help her with the PTSD symptoms. Grabbing them, she quickly threw them under the sink with a heavy sigh. If Eliot had been here all night he’d probably used the bathroom and already seen them. Allison started to pace around the bathroom, running a hand threw her hair. She didn’t want him to think she was crazy, not that they were anything terrible. Mostly antidepressants and sleeping medication, it was the fact that they were prescribed just for her that bothered her. With a heavy sigh, she sat back down on the edge of the tub with her head in her hands. Great, just great. Why in the world did it have to be him?
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notes: still freaking. =\
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Eliot Holt
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Post by Eliot Holt on Aug 19, 2011 15:24:31 GMT -5
Eliot looked at Allison Holmes with tired, questioning eyes. He had known exactly how he had ended up sleeping in bed with her – both dressed still, at lease not so indecently that something could have happened. She questioned him how he had ended up in bed with her and likewise why her head hurt so much and he turned towards her, propping one arm up on the pillow and resting his head in the palm of his hand, watching her with his cold blue eyes, “You want to know? You called me last night during the thunderstorm and you wanted me to come over so I did. You had way too much to drink last night and I helped you into bed but you kept a full handgrip on my shirt and you begged me to stay until you were either asleep or the thunderstorm was over, and I guess I just happened to doze off after you fell asleep,” he gave a shrug, watching her carefully as she slipped out of the bed, wrapping the blankets around her as she did so, and walk to the window, before disappearing out the door towards the kitchen after giving him an almost dumbfounded look.
He quirked an eyebrow as he watched her disappear before hearing a door slam – was it the bathroom one? He sighed and slipped out of the bed, pulling his shirt on over his head and then arms, and then flattening out his shirt’s front as he took gentle and quiet steps towards the bathroom door, “Allie?” he questioned, leaning against the wall near the door he knew Allison was in, “I’m not going to judge you because you take medicine. But, I do hope you know that if you ever need to talk, I’ll happily listen to you – anything you need to talk about,” he admitted, giving a gentle shrug of his shoulders. He fell silent for a long moment, rubbing his hands over his face and then through his short hair, his shoulders popping in the action and his yawn escaping out of his mouth. It was his day off today, wasn’t it? He had fished through his pockets for his phone, finding it and pulling it out, looking through it, smiling just a bit as he saw he did have the day off. He knocked on the door quietly, “Allie, I’m off today so if you need me, I’m a phone call away, okay? I’m going to get going…” he took a step away. Maybe he would treat her and make her breakfast before he left…
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Post by Allison J. Holmes on Aug 23, 2011 17:30:14 GMT -5
I NEED ANOTHER STORY. SOMETHING TO GET OFF MY CHEST.I'M GONNA GIVE ALL MY SECRETS AWAY.TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR. SOMETHING THAT WAS LIKE THOSE YEARS.------------------------------------------------------------------ Allie listened to the movement outside of the bathroom door, raising her head from her hands as she sat on the edge of the tub. She’d called him about the thunderstorm and begged him to stay. How embarrassing. A blush rose to her cheeks even though she knew he couldn’t see her through the door. Allie? Gaze shifted to look at the door as he spoke; I’m not going to judge you because you take medicine. But, I do hope you know that if you ever need to talk, I’ll happily listen to you – anything you need to talk about. Allison stifled the groan and stood up, pacing back and forth in the bathroom. The man missed nothing, but then that’s why he was so good at his job. She didn’t know how many seconds passed before he spoke again, but this time she as at the door yanking it open and looking at him through a wave of brown hair. Using her hand to shove it form her face quickly, she shifted nervously before speaking.
“I know. I know I can talk to you Eliot. Obviously I know that or I wouldn’t have called.”
Realizing she was standing there in nothing but her tank top and underwear again- another blush rose to her cheeks as she slipped into the robe hanging on the back of the bathroom door. Once that was done the slipped out of the bathroom and quietly closed the door before turning to look up at him. This was such an awkward situation for her and she prayed she could keep the pinkish tint from rising to her cheeks again.
“I’m sorry if I inconvenienced you last night. I don’t know if I thanked you or not when you came over but…thank you…”
There it was again, that infernal heat rising to her face. She worked a small smile into her features, attempting to look more confident then she really felt at the moment. More then anything, she felt completely vulnerable to Eliot- but it was her doings not his that got her in the situation. At first she didn’t understand why she’d called him but now that she was awake and thinking about it, it did make sense. He protected her at work- handled the patients when they got out of hand. Of course it would be only natural for her subconscious to have the notion that he’d protect her here too. That and from day one she’d been drawn towards him for some off the wall Allie reasoning.
“You can stay for awhile if you want to.”
A nervous laugh filled the air between them and she somehow managed to keep the blush from rising again. If it wouldn’t have made her look crazy she would have slapped herself on the forehead for such a forward comment. So Allie made a point to quickly amend the statement,
“Oh, sorry, I can be an idiot sometimes. You probably want to enjoy your day off and do thinks like shower and…and…well whatever it is you do. You’re welcome to breakfast before you leave if you want. I’m going to go get dressed...”
With far less coordination then she would have liked, she quickly scurried back into her bedroom and shut the door- heading straight for her closet to get dressed all the while wondering what exactly Eliot did do on his days off.
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notes: meh. x.x had no idea how to make him stay. -shrugs-
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