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Post by melrose estelle wyatt on May 9, 2009 17:20:43 GMT -5
i guess i just lost my husband, i dont know where he went ,
SO I'M GONNA DRINK MY MONEY, I'M NOT GONNA PAY HIS RENT - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
all melrose wanted was to be able to go to the doctor, and to have the doctor tell her that everything was going to be okay. that somehow, her disease was leaving her and she was perfectly fine. that somehow, maybe she'd be able to spend her long years watching her baby grow up, that she'd be able to make mends to her broken marriage. of course, things could never be that easy. melrose wyatt had always struggled to be as much as an optimist as she could, for her mother and for her baby, even for her husband. but this was far too much. she'd woken up the morning with a searing pain scorching through out her body, and she'd barely been able to pick up the phone and dial her mother's number. by the time her mother made it to rose's apartment, rose was feeling better save for an ache that seemed to go straight into her bones. however, her mother made her dial the doctor and get an appointment right that moment, so rose did. she really didn't want to go to the doctor, because every time she'd been the past few times the news just kept on getting worse and worse. but, she would do it for her mother's sake. christine ortega didn't need to worry about her daughter's health when she was struggling to keep up in these hard times. so, she agreed to let her mother take emery home with her while rose went to the doctors.
she'd been seeing this doctor for forever now, it seemed like. he was a nice enough man, but it was the news that he kept giving her that made her dislike him intensely. after taking blood from her, getting the results from the last tests she'd had when she'd last been in, and running panels, he walked back into the room with the same somber expression he always got when he had something negative to tell her... which was almost every time she came. but this time... this time it was so much worse than she expected. the illness was spreading through her body, into her bones and joints... and she really wasn't expected to live much longer. four or five months, tops, the doctor said. he told her they could try to treat it, but the chances of the treatment working in time were very slim. melrose denied the treatment, and left the doctors office. she swallowed harshly as she stepped outside, looking up at the sky which was fairly clear. slowly, she allowed her trembling fingers to reach towards her cell phone, and she dialed her mother's number. she cleared her throat a few times, struggling to put the smile into her voice, "hey, momma. yeah, it looks like everythings about the same. this morning was just some strange thing. they said it wasn't looking better, but it wasn't getting worse. listen, i'm going to stop by the park by our house before i come to pick up em. i just need some time to think. okay. love you, too. bye." rose walked up to her car, and got in, staring a bit like a zombie as she pulled out of the parking lot and started driving. her body was on autopilot, a familiar sensation, she realized. it was almost the same as when she'd first realized she was pregnant, except there was a slow feeling of panic and deep distress seeping through her veins underneath the numb facade.
rose pulled up just outside the park, turning off the car and leaning her head against the top of the steering wheel as she took deep breaths. sick. dying. soon, she'd be dead. she would be leaving all the people she loved behind. emery. her mother. her sister. alex. oh, alexander. just thinking about him broke the careful mask she'd put fragilely in place, and those tears she'd been holding back slipped down her pale cheeks. her slim shoulders shook as she tried to hold in the sobs that were threatening to burst out of her. why? why her, when she had so much to live for? so much to fix, and not enough time to fix it? at the top of that list was her relationship with her husband. words could not describe how much she loved that man, and she was confused as hell to why their relationship suddenly took a turn for the worse. so bad, rose had taken emery and moved out of the house they'd been living in together. so bad, everytime they talked the fought. so bad, they were thinking of getting a divorce. thinking this broke her heart even further, and her sobs became uncontrollable as she opened her door, allowing the air to rush around her as she tried to get them to subside. everything was wrong, everything was going downhill far too quickly. she had things to do, but she didn't know how to do them and now she didn't have the time to figure things out. and on top of all that, her mother didn't even know what was happening. she figured her daughter's sickness was at a stand still. if only she knew that melrose was sliding downhill quicker than they all expected.
dont close your eyes. dont close your eyes. melrose thought to herself as she leaned against the hood of her car, staring out at the park. if she closed her eyes, the next moment everything might be gone. she might be gone, staring down from above on the husband and daughter she'd left, widowed and motherless. rose swallowed back the fresh wave of tears, forcing down her emotional break until only a few silent tears still slid down her stained cheeks. she wiped them away, pushing away from the car and walking into the park, struggling to keep her mind away from the thoughts that threatened to overwhelm her. soon, she found herself in a familiar place. it seemed her feet had taken her there almost subconsciously. rose walked over to the bench where alexander wyatt had proposed to melrose ortega. they had been so different then, so in love and happy. why had all of that changed? she wasn't regretting them getting married, or having emery. but everything else. why did the happiness they'd come to possess so quickly elude them? she ran her fingers along the seat, sitting down and looking around, a vague smile coming to her lips. alex had proposed, and further down, they'd been mugged. how ironic was that? rose felt a little bit of a hysterical laugh bubble to her lips, and she looked down at her hands, trying to cling to that happy feeling the memories of this place gave her.
but that was shortlived. along with everything else she'd come to possess. she raised her hands to her face, resting her elbows on her knees as she struggled to pull herself together once more. she wasn't going to lose it again. melrose was stronger than that. or so she had thought, before she'd gone and gotten sick and started dying. she clenched her jaws together, inhaling a shaky breath, when suddenly she heard foot steps. rose wiped her face, sure that her eyes were red and her cheeks splotchy, and looked towards where she heard the footsteps. the first emotion that flooded through her was relief, and it made her silly. melrose stumbled to her feet, and walked towards alexander wyatt to wrap her arms around him tightly before she could think. all she needed was the touch of the one person who could make things feel better. rose inhaled his familiar and horribly missed scent, taking him in. the feel of him, his arms around her... but suddenly she was snapped back to reality. what in the hell was she doing? they were fighting, she was dying. rose wasn't going to hug him, and who was he to hug her back? vaguely, she recognized the fact her way of thinking was absolutely ridiculous, but she couldn't help it.
melrose estelle wyatt pushed away from her beloved husband, another emotion replacing the one of relief: anger. she glared up at the man she loved, still loved... she didn't even know anymore. sometimes she got so angry it was hard to remember, so confused she didn't know whether or not their love was really forever, like they'd said when they were little kids and teenagers. "i... sorry." she stuttered out, her tone brusque. "what the hell are you doing here, alex? my mom didn't call you, did she? i told her not to..." well, if her mother hadn't called... well, she'd just told alex basically that there had been a reason for her to call, even if she didn't. way to go, melrose. "why are you here? i dont need you here." she struggled to get out past the tears that were clogging her throat once more. being in his presence was making things about ten times worse for her. she couldn't do this, be strong and infallible around him, the man who used to know her better than she knew herself. she could barely stand to look at how far gone they were, it broke her already shattered heart.
TAGGED alexander wyatt (steffyweffy <3)
STATUS done!
LISTENING TO welcome home by coheed & cambria
NOTES is it really pathetic to say i'm practically crying right now?
CLOTHES click the picture, fool.
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Post by alexander leonardo wyatt on May 12, 2009 22:37:19 GMT -5
 he needed to get out. the very minute that alexander wyatt's eyes parted to see the sun shining brightly through his window, he needed fresh air. his head tilted over to the side, nobody staring back at him. nobody that he could lean over to plant a soft kiss on. nobody that he could smile about having so close to him. nobody. it seemed like it had been years that such a satisfaction had grazed over his body. he couldn't remember the last time that he had actually felt really incredibly happy. it was impossible to feel that happy when his own wife had packed up her things and taken his own daughter with her. just replaying that image in his mind was one that he could barely stand to think about. alexander leonardo wyatt had been breaking to pieces ever since his marriage started to falter even in the slightest. he never thought it would happen and he certainly never thought that he would be looking over to his right to see nobody laying next to him after years of seeing that beautiful face. pulling himself out of bed, he allowed his legs to drag him over to the bathroom, which seemed like there was far too much space in it since all of melrose's things were gone. no more hair straighteners, blow dryers and a bunch of brushes to get in his way. as much as he may have teased and complained to her about it, he hated not seeing them anymore. those simple things seemed to make such an impact on him. stripping down and stepping into the water pouring down, it was time to begin his morning routine just like he did every morning. one of the few things that had not taken a complete turn in his life.
if you had asked alexander to take you back to when it all first started to go downhill, he wouldn't be able to explain it. all he could be able to say is that he had been best friends with rose since the second that he saw her running around on that playground when they were younger. they had been inseparable and now it seemed like all they wanted to do was be away from each other. they knew every perfection and every flaw in each other and they were still so madly in love. they had made it through being teenage parents and both still managed to somehow get somewhere with their lives that were really just beginning. they had bought a beautiful home and had a beautiful baby girl that alexander couldn't have been prouder to call his daughter. one minute he was laughing and eating crayons with her and the next, he barely even got to see her. there honestly could not be a better hell on earth for this man. the one woman that he had wanted to spend the rest of his life with had claimed to no longer love him anymore during one of their endless fights. as he slipped on some clothes, the words seemed to echo throughout his mind. they were always lingering around in there. every single day all day that was all that he was thinking about. maybe it was just something she said that was spurr of the moment. 'i don't love you anymore.' didn't seem real. but, packing her bags and leaving with emery was the final shot through the heart. that was all it took to prove to him that she had been sincere. he was twenty-one years old, married and a father and he was pretty damn sure he close to being divorced. alex had always been mr. positive. he had always been the guy to keep the faith around the house; whenever something bad happened you would just be blessed later on with something even better than what you wanted, just had to be a little patient god has his plans already set out. but, right now, he didn't find much use in the faith. look where it had gotten him.
the walk to the park wasn't a long one, so it didn't take him long to finally be strolling along the long pathways of serenity. his thoughts were interrupted though by the vibration he felt in the pocket of his jacket. shoving his hand, he retrieved his cell phone. the look that crawled across his face showed that he wasn't exactly expecting a call from his mother-in-law. eyebrows scrunched slightly, he clicked the green button before pressing the phone up against his right ear. "hello?" the talking on the other end of the line that began as soon as he said that single word showed that melrose's mother just wanted to explain what was happening and go back to what she was doing. "hey, alex. look, melrose had to go to the doctor this morning again." there was a pause on the phone and he couldn't necessarily say that it was a short one. what in the bloody hell was christine talking about? what did she mean again? "alexander? did you hear me?" the pause pressed forward before he finally snapped back into reality and asked her what she was talking about. "listen. talk to melrose, okay? she needs you right now." sighing softly, a sarcastic laugh slipped through those lips of his. "if she needed me, she wouldn't have packed her bags and left the house with my child." he couldn't help but get touchy with the subject. even though he knew christine meant no harm to him, it was hard. her voice remained calm though as she pushed him to try and talk to melrose. it wasn't long before he clicked the little red 'end' button and continued on with his walk. he thought that there were too many thoughts running through his head before and now it seemed to be even more crowded with more questions than before.
the doctor? why did she need to go to the doctor? why the hell was she hiding this stuff from him? why the fuck couldn't they have a decent conversation without arguing? that short temper that had followed him around since he was a little boy was getting in the way of him trying to keep his blood from boiling. maybe he was masking his sadness for anger. maybe it was just easier to get pissed off at everyone than it was to break down into a million little pieces. his fists tightened slightly as he tried to relieve some of the intensity inside of him, his blinks became less frequent as he allowed his eyes to disappear behind his eyelids for longer periods of time. he didn't even have to look at where he was going. the walk to the bench that he was going to without even realizing it was one that he had memorized front and back. before he could really realize or get himself together, that familiar face was walking toward him and those fragile arms were being wrapped around his body. alexander didn't think twice about pulling her closer to him. it was a natural instinct and even if he was given the chance to think twice, three times or four times about it, he still wouldn't have pushed her away. the truth of the matter was, this was the way that he wanted to stay. he just wanted to hold her the way he used to. he wanted to feel his lips pressed against her own thin, soft ones. he wanted his family to be happy. more than anything else in the world. there was no doubt in alex's mind that he would trade anything and everything at the drop of a dime just to see a smile on melrose's face. just to see them sitting around in their living room laughing like they used to be capable of doing. resting his chin on the top of her head gently, he just wanted to tell her how much he loved her. remind her of something that he hadn't told her in so long. he wanted to remind her of how beautiful she was, of how lucky he was to be her husband, of how he would do anything for them. he couldn't even get through one fourth of that imaginary conversation in his head before she pulled away from the hug, obviously regretting it.
why did his life suck so much? at her apology, his face looked down at the floor, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants awkwardly. as soon as her tone shifted around and she asked what the hell he was doing there, alexander's soft brown eyes looked back up at her, eyebrows raised slightly. "oh, i'm sorry. i was unaware i wasn't allowed to go out in public anymore." fuck. why did this always happen? she was just so good at pushing his buttons. "told her not to? why's that?" alexander was surely going to mess with her for a bit. how long could she hide whatever it was she was hiding? "something you need to tell me?" his voice sounded relaxed and he was no longer being a rude jackass. "yeah, you've told me." alexander responded to her comment about not needing him there. it seemed to be the only thing that she was capable of saying lately and it still hurt him to here now just as much as the first time he had heard it. those eyes of his couldn't hide the pain that he was feeling right at that moment and every moment beforehand. there was no hiding the fact that he knew something, either. how could everything have fallen so rapidly down into hell? the answer to why a love so passionate and extraordinary had turned out like this was flying right over his head. standing there, seeing his wife look at him the way she was.. it was a feeling that no words in the world could ever possibly explain. nobody would ever understand how broken he was. he had lost his father, he had lost his mother and now he was about to lose the only two other people that meant the world to him. alexander didn't know how to handle that. he didn't even know if he could.
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STATUS: finished!
WORD COUNT: 1,715 without the coding.
OUTFIT: can be found here
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Post by melrose estelle wyatt on May 22, 2009 22:48:56 GMT -5
i guess i just lost my husband, i dont know where he went ,
SO I'M GONNA DRINK MY MONEY, I'M NOT GONNA PAY HIS RENT - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
asdkfajsd up soon
TAGGED alexander wyatt (steffyweffy <3)
STATUS not done!
LISTENING TO blame it on me by parachute
NOTES asldjfsdklj this kills me.
CLOTHES click the picture, fool.
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