cuffed and alone

[Skye]

Making her way through the trees, Skye followed the way that Charlie had said that the beach was in. She wasn't sure how many people were out here but by what Charlie had said that there were a few other people this way. Skye wasn't really one to be around heaps of people but the beach sounded like a better then being where she was where she had meet Charlie. Her cuffed hands hanged low in front of her and drips of blood still fallin from the deep cuts on her wrists. Slowly making her way out of all the thick trees she soon found her feet in soft warm sand. No emotion was on her face. Slowly raising her hands up to her forehead she wiped away the blood that trickled down from her head.

Her hands were still shaking and her head was still pounding from this headache she has and she was feeling quite sick now from the withdraw she was going through from not having any drugs for a few days now and it was really effecting her body. She didn't see anyone around at the moment and so she slowly sat down on the sand. She looked out to the ocean...but she didn't look at it long for she didn't like seeing how much water was out there for she had a fear of water and soon her eyes went down to her hands. She wanted these cuffs off from her hands and make these feelings go away. Charlie said there was a doctor here that could help with that...but she didn't trust anyone so she wasn't exactly about to go looking for him. She just stayed sitting on this spot on the beach and just kept her head lowed.

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[Jack]

Jack was taking a walk, he'd heard there was someone else who needed his help but he felt like he was in demand all the time. He never had time to just sit and relax, look out over the ocean in hope of a sign of rescue, thats what everyone else seemed to do, so he thought he'd take a walk, and see to the girl when he got back. She couldn't have been that bad or she would have found him already. He just felt rushed off his feet, so, he was the only doctor on the island but didn't he deserve a break too? He had just been through the same as everyone else right?

He spotted a girl, sitting a little further down the beach. She was handcuffed and her wrists were cut badly. Maybe this was the girl, they'd said it was her wrists that were the problem, maybe he should see to her now, then he'd get it all over and done with and he'd have the rest of the day to just wander around. He walked towards her, looking at her and looking at her wrists, they were in pretty bad condition from what he could see. As he approached her, he gave her a friendly smile.

"Are you Skye? Im Jack, the doctor!"

He explained, looking at her wrists. He looked at the handcuffs, wondering what they were for but he wasn't about ot ask, everyone had their own issues right? She could tell him and he's listen but he didn't want to be nosey. He took her hands in his, turning them over and inspecting the cuts. Yeah, they were pretty bad!

[Skye]

Skye heard someone say her name. She looked up and saw a man near her. Hearing that he was the doctor you would think that she would be happy to see him for that would mean that he could help make everything feel better. Yeah i'm Skye she said in not a very friendly tone, and she wasn't sure about being near him. She felt like she wanted to run away and get far from him but before she knew what was going of he had taken her hands in his and started looking at her wrists. Her hands were still shaking from the withdraw that she is going through...if you didn't know that she was going through it you would think that the shaking was because that she was frightened. Skye was scared but she didn't like to let anyone know. Skye tried to pull out of his grip for it was hurting and just wanted to get away but she ended up causing more pain and so she stayed still.

During this whole time Skye didn't show any emotion on her face. But if you looked at her eyes you could see a young girl who was hurt, lost, scared and all alone in the world who just wanted to belong. Skye looked to the doctor and saw that he was looking tired. Skye figuered he's either been working alot or he's just lacking from sleep. Skye then looked back to her handcuffs and just ignored the blood that was slowly making it's way down from a cut on her forhead. Can you get them off? she asked Jack her tones sounding different from when she last spoke, her voicals were a bit nicer sounding then when she last spoke but that didn't mean she was starting to trust him for she trusted no one. Skye started to cough and started to feel that sick feeling she had been feeling before when she was with Charlie but she was trying not to throw up this time....but who knows how long she will be able to controll that. I don't feel so good she said and then next thing she knew she pulled her hands out of his grip and got up and ended up throwing up again. Stepping back after throwing up she didn't know what to do and she just stood there and slowly raised her hands to her forhead.

[Jack]

hey i'm now playing jack, the change should be noted as I post way differently so don't get mad if its bad, the chief God person (or Emma) is making me do this and has a ahigher belief in my abilities than I do. Okay, thanks

Jack followed her movements and held back her hair as she continued to be sick. He didn't know what to do in this situation. Yes usually he would just treat her and go on his way, but she was handcuffed, an obvious sign that she might be dangerous. His stubborn rule of ethics then came into his head, she was ill so he had a duty to help her.

Jack helped her to lean back against a tree and checked her pulse, it was a little rapid, but then she just had been sick. She was also shaking and he came to the conclusion that she must be suffering from some kind of post traumatic stress. He handed her a bottle of water and watched as she julped it down. Gently taking her hands to slow her down, he helped her drink at a more managable speed.

Is there a reason you're in handcuffs he asked her, hoping for a reasonable answer. He really wanted to let her go as he didn't want the added trouble of getting someone to babysit the criminal. They were all stuck on this Island together and they all needed to help each other to survive.

He massaged her red wrists and smiled at her as he waited for what he hoped was a simple answer that would solve some of his problems.

[Skye]

Skye wanted to get away from him but it was like she couldn't move and he was much stronger then her. Taking the water she welcomed the taste of cool liquid. She may not seem it but she was grateful that he helped her drink. She then heard his vocals and stayed silent. She couldn't trust anyone and she didn't like people knowing her business. She just wanted these cuffs off. Who cares on what they are on there in the first place. As he massaged her wrists she tried to pull it away for it hurt when he did so. They are on there so i didn't try to do anything to escape. They were taking me to some camp for troubled kids.. she said snapping a bit at him. please can u get them off? she asked not snapping as much that time. The shaking continued. She wanted...she needed drugs. But she didn't know where to get any drugs at the moment. She hated these feelings that she was having.

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[Jack]

Jack looked at her. He stared right into her eyes while she said her thing, trying to see whether she was telling the truth or not. But all he saw there was a quiet desperation, for what he couldn't see, and he felt sorry for her.

Her actions did puzzle him though, the odd jerky movements and the fact that she was trying desperately not to look him in the eye. Jack looked at her flushed face and knew he couldn't keep her locked up like this.

Jack had a moments hesitation then decided what to do.
you promise me that's the truth. Because I can't release you unless I can trust you.
He tried to look into her face while he said this but she still continued to keep her eyes on the ground.

[Skye]

Skye knew that no one would trust her. She didn't blame them for she didn't trust anyone else either. But one thing Skye found was that no one basically gave her a chance. People just like to act like the officers had for her. They just acted and decided to ship her off to some camp for trouble teens without even giving her a chance. But if you look at it she had alot of chances to change and show that she could make things work but she didn't. Yes it's the truth....why doesn't anyone ever believe me She said and looked in the other direction away from where the doc was sitting. She then also started to think about what he said about how he couldn't release her unless he could trust her. That made her laugh inside for no one could ever trust her...and she couldn't trust them.

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[Jack]

Jack sighed, almost in defeat and reached for the knife that Locke had given him. The blade glinted in the unrelenting sunlight and as carefully as he possibly could he placed the blade against the links. He knew that it would be a difficult job as they had been designed to be nearly indestructable...but looking carefully he saw a few links were bent out of place. Moving the blade he then cautiously forced the links open, the chains falling into two parts.

He dropped his head in a sort of dejected triumph. He dropped the knife onto the sand and moved his hands over to her wrists, they looked red and raw and in need of some serious healing.

[Skye]

Skye watched as he managed to take the cuffs off. It felt so good to finally have them off and a sigh of relef escaped from her lips. She was glad that at least someone finally took them off. But even though they were off it still felt like that they were still cuffed. thanks doc she quietly. It was very rare for her to thank anyone but it just came out of her mouth. The cool air started to make the cuts sting but she only gritted her teeth. Her eyes then went to his knife. So they have weapons on this place...

[/s][/i] She swallowed hard. If the doc had a knife what was everyone else carrying. Skye was one who wasn't really confortable around weapons for back on the streets they were only used for one thing and that was killing. She shifted uneasily as she sat there and looked to the knife again and then back at doc.[/color][/right]