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Layla had gotten in a lot of good shots, or so she thought she did. Knowing she incapacitated Martini a couple of times, but still...here she was all manner of fucked up. Her hand had a couple of broken fingers, her cheek had a deep knife wound in it, and she had been cut so deeply in her shoulder that they needed to perform surgery to remove the knife that got lodged in the bone. Give her some blood, and watch her because she had been in a comatose state for a long while. Especially since she had been left for dead. Now the house was quiet, and they were working on fixing up the house again. Everyone that got hurt were also taken care of, now...well, now they all had to wait to see if Martini would come back, and they all had to deal with the aftermath. Layla was trying to be strong, and a large part of her was so thankful that Warren had not been there, or else the house would have been gone. Down in a flame-y fit of destruction. Still, she had no idea how he would react now, seeing her so fucked up. The wheel chair was kind of important since she did not have all of her strength back. Layla had to go to the hospital a few times a week to get a check up for the first week, and they also sent a nurse back with her to make sure she could take care of things. Her parents had come to see her, very upset over what happened, but Layla refused to go back home. She had to face her ghosts, and now she just hoped that Warren would not lose it, even though she knew he would. Prepared to use her powers, if need be, to keep the flame thrower a bit subdued, it wasn't just plant growing that she was proficient in.

Sitting outside by the pool, Layla was thinking about all that happened, how she nearly died, big fat tears ran down her cheeks. This was going to be a lot harder then she even cared to admit.

Date: 2010-05-25 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
It had been a week since Warren had up and left the house, he'd had a call from the Strongholds in the middle of the night with information about his fathers escape, and they'd wanted him to help bring him in. Of course he'd taken great pleasure in telling Will about Layla and himself, watching as her ex glowered in anger.

But that week of hell was now over, and Warren was looking forward to getting back there, back to his girl.. not that he'd admit it.

Driving up to the house he frowned, something wasn't right, he could see it. Parking his car he slammed the door shut and ran upto the house. It looked like hell. grabbing the first person he saw he almost yelled at them to tell him where Layla was. With a stutter they told him by the pool and he took off without saying thank you. Coming to a sliding stop outside he saw her, eyes slowly darkening he felt his hands burn as fire licked them. Someone was going to pay for this.

Date: 2010-05-26 12:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
Layla was out of it, the pain meds that they gave her were really strong. Her cheek was all swollen, and it looked painful, her lips were chapped, and she was really pale. Layla's head was bowed from her sleeping off the meds they had her on.

She vaguely heard the sound of someone coming to a stop behind her, making the florakenetic jump in her seat, groaning wildly because it jarred her out of her reverie, and hurt like fucking hell. Almost too scared to turn and look to see who came up behind her, but she was kind of out of it just then. Begging softly, "don't hurt me again. Don't...please?" She whispered, but it was loud enough that Warren could probably hear her.

Date: 2010-05-26 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
When she started to beg, the fire flared up his arms and he growled low in his throat. Not moving, because Warren didn't want to scare her, he spoke in a deep, think voice, a voice filled with so much anger.

"What happened here, who did this to you?"

No, he wouldn't go to her, because in his state he knew that he wouldn't be able to controle the fire that was curling around him. Away from her was better, at least until this situation was resolved.

Date: 2010-05-27 04:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"Warren," she said his name a little louder. Turning her head fully to look at him. He could see how painful it was for her to talk. Desperately she wanted him closer, wanted to feel his arms around her, tell her it would be okay. Her eyes told him those feelings, but she couldn't voice them.

Things were still groggy for her, and all of her facts were still not put together. Whether she was blocking them out intentionally, or because they were too hard to face just then was still a mystery.

"I--I...I..." she shook her head a bit vehemently, her eyes flashing the insane amount of pain that caused her just then.

She cracked under the weight of everything, beginning to sob deeply. Letting her head hang in shame. She tried to stop it, but they were just too powerful for her in the moments that she fought them. she needed him, needed him just then, but she understood that the hot headed mutant needed his anger just then just as badly. What could she do?

Date: 2010-05-30 11:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
"What happened," he said again, his voice still thick with anger and other emotions he wasn't very good at dealing with. Warren knew what she wanted and needed from him, he could see it in her eyes. But Warren wasn't that kind of a man at all, he wasn't sure if he ever could be the touchy feely person Layle wanted and needed.

When she started to sob, Warren had mixed feelings. His blood was boiling with anger, but he felt ashamed that he couldn't be what he wanted her to be. He was sure that, had Will been here, she'd have the comfort she both needed and deserved.

Date: 2010-05-30 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"I'm not entirely sure, we were attacked," Layla knew what she wanted, and who she wanted. Will had nothing to do with this now. Layla understood his anger. Understood it was a part of him.

She would never want him to be ashamed of himself, she cared about him, loved him for who, and what he was, all of who he was.

Date: 2010-05-30 12:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
And in a flash of a moment Warren was gone. The only signs that he'd not gone too far was the steam rising from the pool and the hissing in the air. He needed to cool off for both their sakes. For everyone here's, he was sure that the house was in a bad enough state without him burning it to the ground.

Swimming to the edge of the pool, he kept most of himself under the water to stop him from flaming up, "Do you know who attacked you?"

Date: 2010-05-30 12:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"I can't remember everything, they said it would be like this once I came out of the coma. They were able to save my life, but it was touch and go the first night." She replied honestly, looking down into her lap. Afraid to look at him in the eye, because she knew she fought hard, she fought for everyone in the house. And it almost cost her her life.

Date: 2010-05-30 12:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
Warren really didn't know what to say to that, the anger he felt deep inside was fueld by the state of her. Ducking back under the water he closed his eyes before coming back up to the surface. Coma, almost died, he couldn't deal with this at all.

"I shouldn't have been here."

Date: 2010-05-30 12:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"Shouldn't have been here? Wha...what do you mean? Are you leaving here?" She tried not to let her voice crack when she said it, but if he wanted to leave, there was nothing she could do to stop him.

Date: 2010-05-30 01:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
His anger was messing his head up, "I shouldn't have been there, I should have been here," he said softly. "Shouldn't have let you get this hurt."

Date: 2010-05-30 01:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"Oh," she let out the breath she hadn't realized she was holding in, it wracked her body hard. Making her wince in horrible pain.

"It...wasn't...your...fault," she managed to grit out. "I went down fighting, I did what we were trained to do, that much I remember," recalling the pieces her armor was now in. Pulling the blanket up around her, she still felt like she had been violated in the worst possible way, but she wasn't telling him that. Layla didn't want to let this defeat her, even if it was the hardest thing in the world to get over.

Date: 2010-05-30 01:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
Closing his eyes he shook his head, "I should have been here to protect you Layla," and that was what was eating him up the most. Not that he'd say it out aloud, but Layla was his girl and he should have been there to keep her safe. He should have been, and that was something he'd have to deal with, knowing he'd failed her.

Date: 2010-05-30 01:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
Layla opened her eyes to look at him, they were sad because she didn't feel the same. Warren never failed her, he had to take care of things with his dad. There was no way of knowing this would happen. There was no way.

"You are here now, that is what matters the most to me, Warren. You are here now," her mouth almost formed those words, but she was petrified of saying something to scare him off just then. For all his show, for all his bluster, and his passion, even the anger, Layla knew that deep down there was a scared person in there, a soulful person, a loving person. He just didn't give himself enough credit, and those feelings he was feeling probably scared him, and confused him. Warren had always been in touch with a different set of feelings, and thought processes. It was what made him beautiful, and special to her. It always would. She just didn't think he had the desire, or the understanding to hear those things about himself.

His father did a number on him, and moreso the Commander, and his relationship to Will Stronghold, Warren's one time best friend, and her ex boyfriend.

"It's okay, you are here now, you can protect me now. I need it more now then I did before. No one could have known that someone in this house was going to go crazy and do what they did...no one."
Edited Date: 2010-05-30 01:51 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-05-31 09:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
"I should have been here to protect you before." As he said those words, the water around him hissed all the more. His hand balled into a fist and he punched the side of the pool, not even caring as it cut his skin open.

"It was someone here?" Oh, that made his eyes darken, "Who did this?"

Date: 2010-05-31 11:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"I don't know! I wish I could remember right now, but I can't." Wishing for all that she was worth that she could remember, she turned the wheelchair away slightly so she could cry, slapping her palm hard against her thigh. Everything just hurt so much right then.

Date: 2010-06-01 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arms-of-2-am.livejournal.com
When she turned away, Warren hated himself for not being able to comfort her. But he just wasn't like that, "Sorry..." He muttered before climbing out of the pool and starting to head off.

Date: 2010-06-01 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herohippielayla.livejournal.com
"Yeah, so am I Warren," she couldn't believe the man who called himself her boyfriend couldn't come to her, and give her a hug, or tell her it was all right, but he could kiss her with no problem. This, right here, hurt the most out of everything that happened. She was going to call her mother in a little bit, and have her come pick her up for a while. "You can kiss me, you can be my boyfriend, but you can't give me a simple hug, or something?" Moving her wheelchair to head off herself.

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