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Cole Hardy - 24 - Barista/Street Artist - She's my muse - Recovering Addict
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“I’ve been rather naughty.” Zara answered before grinning at her friend. She knew Cole may be disappointed with her but she didn’t have a problem, she choose to quit drugs because they weren’t the right way to process her feelings. But they had been dealt with and now she needed this for her. “I’ve been stressed and itching for something. Drinking and clubbing wasn’t the answer. I’ll have you know that I’ve haven’t mixed the pot with booze. That counts, yeah?” Zara asked.
He doesn’t look amused by her words and shakes his head, moving to sit down with her. “So I see,” he hmphs. “I suppose,” he murmurs. “As longs as you’re staying clear of the hard stuff, right?” he asks, with a pointed look.
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Harley smiled a bit. “Okay… when you do have to go back to work it’s gonna suck… I can’t do anything. I can’t drive or work or clean…”
“You can read and sketch?” he offers.
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After what’d happened with Harley, Cole was feeling a little on edge the past few days. He’d just gotten off of work and had been planning to swing by the apartments to change before heading back to the hospital. Going to take a quick moment to step out on the rooftop for a quick smoke, he was shocked to see Zara. Stepping closer, he shrugged an eyebrow at the greeting. “Thought you’d quit?”
Zara stood out on the rooftop, letting her brown curls blow in the wind as she looked out at the city from her perch from the top of Queens. She wasn’t sure what was wrong but she felt bored and complacent which was unsettling for her. She felt nervous and strung out from work and just everything changing around her. So she called up her dealer and got a few spliffs. She hadn’t smoked in months or touched the hard shit in just as long but she needed something to relax her and that wasn’t another night getting wasted and partying it up at some club. Hearing the door creak open, Zara turned her head at the door and smirked at her company. “Hey babe,” she said as she looked at them were her bloodshot eyes.
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Dougie went to carry on talking but Cole’s sentence caught him a bit off guard, and made him a little confused to say the least. “You’ve been meaning to talk to me about what?”
“Uh, Harley and I’re talking about moving in together,” he mumbles, scratching at the back of his neck.
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“Oh yeah? That’s really cool. Cute little couples activity to do together too, right? Paint fights and all that?”
He snorts, “Yeah, basically. I don’t like to admit it, but I’ll do corny shit for her.”
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“When I’m allowed to go home can we have the longest disney marathon ever and curl up on the couch with the dogs and food we shouldn’t eat and water since I can’t have alcohol?”
He laughs and shakes his head softly, kissing her head. “Of course we can, babe. I’ll take off and everything.”
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Harley nodded, trying her best to focus on Cole and not everyone that was staring at her as she got wheeled in. “I think I’m okay… Everything kinda hurts a lot so I’m sort of getting used to it,” she said, her voice quiet. “Cole?” she asked, after the EMTs left and she calmed down enough to think without overwhelming herself.
He continues to hold her hand, speeding up slightly as they walk. “What’s up, baby?” he raises an eyebrow, kissing her cheek softly.
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Link just shrugged a little. “I know Harley a little, I know she’s not that kind of girl. Do you usually go illegally paint things or do you also do like, paintings and shit? My friend Roman does that.”
Nodding, he chuckles, “Yeah, I do. Harley and I just actually finished a mural on our living room wall. She’s much better than me though.”
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Stepping out of the ambulance, he slips his hand into hers, following alongside the bed. “You doing okay, babe?” he asks, continuing along with her. “I can ask them for some pain medicine right now if you need some.”
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Harley sighed in relief, happy that they were at least going to let Cole stay with her, even though she assumed he wouldn’t be allowed in the room when the doctor asked her the same questions she’d answered so many times before. The EMTs carefully and quickly got the bed out of the ambulance, waiting for Cole to step out before bringing her into the hospital.
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Rolling his eyes, he brushes his thumb over the back of her hand, trying to calm her. He snorts under his breath at her comment and stepped out of the ambulance, walking along side her. Giving the EMT a nod in thanks, glad he'd be able to stay along side her the entire time.
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Cole has to stifle the small chuckle when Harley gets on to the EMT for acting as though she couldn't hear him. "Yeah, she does that," he nods with a small grin. "Alright, spunky, you relax. He's just doing his job, don't get yourself all riled up."
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He could tell her mind was going a mile a minute and he pressed kisses to her knuckles, hoping to distract her. "Hey," he says softly. "Just relax."
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He moves to sit at the foot of the bed, holding her hand tightly in return as they moved. Quirking an eyebrow at the EMT's words, he nods, kissing her hand. He knew that meant they'd have to go to court sooner or later, which he wasn't exactly looking forward to. "I'll be there with you the whole time, babe," he promised.
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Cole nods as the EMT explains the extent of her injuries. He eyebrows shot up when he hears that she'll be needing staples in her head. Looking at her with a small, satisfied smirk, it takes all his effort not to do just that. "Fine," he mumbles, deflating slightly.
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”Well, I’ve been in my fair share of fights,” he shrugs. He can’t help shaking his head when she jokes lightly, rolling his eyes. “Alright,” he nods. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her,” he insists, stepping out of the ambulance to call Charlotte, while the EMT returns to check her over. Once he’s off the phone, he steps back into the cramped space, asking for the verdict.
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He sits back, helping to wipe her eyes. "He's not ever coming near you again," he says seriously. "Even if they can't hold him, I won't let him. I /will/ protect you from that psychopath." He kisses her softly, knowing her mouth must be sore. "Want me to call Charlotte?"
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