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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 20:05:19 GMT -4
Her keys jingle in the door of the apartment, desperately trying to get in faster. She couldn't bare the seperation anymore, having to have gotten a cab home from the airport without knowing just what is happening to her husband. She blames no one but herself, she's the one who left without a trace, nor a goodbye, nor any communication for the past week. Finally, she succeeds, pushing the door open as she halts, taking in the... well... the mess... Beer and Liquor bottles and cans littering everywhere, half eaten pizza boxes... everything. She gasps... it stunk... kinda real bad too. What has she done to him? Slipping the door shut behind her, she sets down the small bag she returned with, looking around at the mess, following what looked like to be a garbage crater around the table... Nathan sitting in the middle, the proverbial thousand foot stare. Was he even looking at her?
She rustles towards him, debris pushing itself out of her way as she wraps her arms around her shoulder, resting her head on his shoulder as tears start to come to her eyes.
"Nathan... Nathan, please, I'm so sorry..."[/b]
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Post by Big Red on May 6, 2007 20:13:23 GMT -4
*Nathan just continued to stare, he doesn't even wrap his arms around his wife, who had finally returned to him. Days ago he would of been so happy to see that she was still alive, just to hold her in his arms once more. But the Grand Slam just ignored her, almost as if she wasn't there at all. He starts knocking his finger on the table, his ring finger, which holds the diamond ring that he had bought for himself and Elizabeth when they had gotten married over 4 months ago. He stands up from the table, forcing Liz off of him and starts to walk away; he doesn't even take a sweater with him, and exits the room, slowly shutting the door behind him*
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 20:19:18 GMT -4
S[/font][/color]tunned? That could be the word as she just watches him leave, not giving chase, her legs not responding. Finally, after the door clicks shut, they do. She hustles towards it, opening the door as she watches him walk a few steps. Leaving the door open, she rushes after him, wrapping her small hands around his large forearm as she tries to stop him.
"Nathan! Please... stop doing this!"[/b]
S[/font][/size]he gives it a pull hoping he'd turn...
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Post by Big Red on May 6, 2007 20:25:13 GMT -4
*Nathan doesn't budge, and Elizabeth is not a weak women, however, very little is known about just how strong Nathan truly is. While many know he has been wrestling for many years, and have seen him preform great acts of strength, very few know just how strong he is, with a pull of his forearm that Liz had latched herself onto he pulls her in front of him, and stares down at her. His 6'6 frame an intimidating physique when he is angry; but he was not angry, instead his eyes seem lost, almost as if his mind is wandering else where. He looks back up staring over his wife, and speaks with no emotion escaping his voice*
Did you have a nice time?...
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 20:28:52 GMT -4
"Nathan... please... I can't excuse my absence and disappearance. I'm not going to try to. I should have talked to you, in fact, I should have waited for you to come with me. I just... well, I can't say anything about it. Please, Nathan, please stop doing this..."[/b]
H[/font][/size]er hands don't leave his forearm at all, yet the grip does lighten up a little now that he's turned to her...
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Post by Big Red on May 6, 2007 20:32:46 GMT -4
Just answer my question Elizabeth...Did you have a nice time?
*His attention turns down to where Elizabeth had clutched his arm, loosing her grip on him, yet he looks back at her, unable to focus his attention on her however for an extended period of time before looking somewhere else...*
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 20:34:37 GMT -4
"Before I realized what I was doing... yes. Afterwards? I couldn't live with myself..."[/b]
S[/font][/size]he can't believe she even answered like that... she felt... like a... monster? for saying that she was enjoying herself without him...
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Post by Big Red on May 6, 2007 20:38:11 GMT -4
Thats good Elizabeth...
*He lets out a smile, at least...it looks like a smile, and wraps his arms around her, giving her a long over due hug, yet it seem very forced on his part. After a moment he releases her and once again looks back at her*
But I am going to get room service to clean our room...I'll be right back...
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 20:41:05 GMT -4
"Please... don't be long..."[/b]
I[/font][/size]t would have taken a fool to not notice his demeanor... the hug, while she loved being back in his embrace... wasn't the same... the look in his eyes... none of it. She stands there, wrapping her arm around her waist, scared of what she's done to him.
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Post by Big Red on May 6, 2007 20:54:46 GMT -4
*He could feel the warmth of her body up against his, and the familiar smells of her hair that always brought him to his knees, even during there matches against one another. He slowly walked down the steps to the bottom floor, thinking his way down each step. He walks to the front counter and looks at the one in charge*
Please send a cleaning staff to room 303...
Mr. Michaels...are you ok?
*The front desk women says with a look of concern on her face. Nathan's eyes glaze over and he falls back-wards, the event happening as if it were in slow motion. His body hitting the floor, his head bouncing off the hardwood before coming to a stop in a slanted position. He laid there motionless*
OH MY GOD, CALL 911
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Post by Elizabeth Knight on May 6, 2007 21:03:39 GMT -4
A[/font][/size]bout ten minutes had passed as Elizabeth cared no more about waiting for him to come back, she starts walking towards the stairwell as she hears commotion coming from the doors. She rushes forward, stepping through as an assistant lowers the phone, he'd been trying to contact her, but her broken cell phone wasn't helping any...
"Liz! It's Nate... something's wrong!"
A[/font][/color]s he says this, she sees in the background EMT's swarming the scene as she rushes forward, screaming for her husband, but those around him start holding her back, screaming for her to let them work... losing the will to fight, she goes limp as she watches the entire scene unfold...
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