3 in the room...

When Meg woke up, she didn't realize immediatly that she wasn't anymore in the basement: she was still strenghtless and the last thing that she could remember was that she had coughed blood. Probably she was fainted because of it. Oh, why wasn't she already dead? She couldn't bear anymore all this pain...
Her dress, her hands, her arms and her face were covered of blood, her skin was pale and was burning because of the fever...

ooc: hey Sinny! Are you happy to see me again?

Sinbad woke up. Had they been gassed again? It felt like it. He always felt a little dizzy when he woke up after the sleeping gas.
He looked at Anya who was still asleep next to him. There was no reason to wake her up. She could use some sleep wihtout nightmares.
He sat up, not quite sure what he should spend his time alone on. That's when he noticed that they weren't alone.
As soon as he realized Meg was in the room he got over to her as quickly as possible.
She looked terrible. Covered in blood. He slowed down when he reached, trying not to frighten her. She seemed a bit out of it.
"Meg.." he said in a low voice. He was about to ask her how she was feeling. But he probably wouldn't get an honest answer. Or she would be sarcastic. It was obvious she wasn't feeling well.

Meg moved a bit, moaning because of the pain, and then she coughed again, lowdly because of the lack of strenght. She couldn't help but moan a second time: she tried to open her eyes but the light hurted them and she had to close them again. She heard a voice, or she thought to hear it, but she didn't recognize Sinbad: she was still too dizzy...

He moved closer and gently brushed her hair behind her ear.
"Do you want to lay down a bit? Or maybe have a shower?"
- Or eat something? Maybe something to drink?
He knew the answer to the two last questions wihtout even asking. He wondered if she was still mad at him.

Anya woke up aand saw the girl covered in blood. Her eyes widened, but she didn't say anything. She didn't want to scare the girl.

Meg coughed again, and this time she coughed blood. She was still confused: listening Sinbad's voice she tried again to open her eyes but she couldn't "Sinbad?" she asked in a barely udible voice "Where... where am i?"
She was breathing heavily now: it was evident that she was tired and weak. She didn't reply to his questions, but however she hadn't the strenght to do any of the things that he asked for.
And, about the food, about the questions that he didn't ask, it was evident that she hadn't eaten anything in the last days: she was even thinner than the last time he saw her...

"It's alright," he said, trying to calm her down. "You are in a room with me and a girl named Anya." He looked over at Anya and noticed she was awake.
Then he looked back at Meg. Considering what might be best for her. He had never been the one to take care of anyone, so he really had no clue. But sitting on the cold floor was probably a bad idea.
"Meg, do you mind if I carry you? There's a mattress in here, and it might be more comfortable for you."

Anya stood up off the bed. She knew that's where Sinbad was going to put Meg.

Usually Meg would have replied a simple "No", followed by some evil joke, but now she simply hadn't the strenght or the will to fight.
"Do what you want" she replied tired.

He looked over at the mattress and saw that it was free.
He faced Meg again and gently placed his arms under her. He carefully carried her to the mattress and put her down.
Sinbad looked up at Anya.
"Thanks," he said with a little smile. Then he looked at Meg again.
"She is not feeling well. I figured it might be better for her here."

"Right," Anya said nodding. She walked into the bathroom. She got the only towl they had in the room and stuck it under the faucet. Letting the cold water cover the towl. She turned off the faucet and walked back into the room. She wasn't sure if it was such a good idea for her to touch Meg, so she handed the towel to Sinbad, "Put it on her forhead, for her fever."

When SInbad took her in his arms he could feel how light she was: not a good signal at all. When he put her down on the matraiss she coughed again a bit: it was so painfull... she wanted to cry but she couldn't be so weak... and after all probably she didn't have the strenght to do it

Sinbad nodded slightly and took the towel from Anya. He placed it on Meg's forehead.
Then he looked at her for a little while.
"Meg... Have you eateng anything since the last time I saw you?" he asked carefully.

Meg curled a bit up on herself, and a chill passed her back when the cold towel covered her forehead.
At his question she answered tiredly only after a bit "Yes..." but it was just a lie

"Okay," he answered. He wasn't really sure if he could trust her or not.
"Do you want some more to eat now, then?"

She didn't reply, just shaked her head: No, she didn't want anything to eat. And had to be hard for Sinbad to belive that she had eaten something: she looked too thin and too pale...

"I see...." It didn't really surprise him. But it made him pretty sure that she was lying. She hadn't eaten. And if she had, then it wasn't enough.
"Then how about we do it like this.... you don't have to eat right now. But you'll have to eat at least once before tomorrow. You can decide when."

Anya stood by, watching everything play out. Unsure of what to do

Meg shaked her head again, hoping that a deny was enough: she knew that, if he decided to force her to eat, she wouldn't have the strenght to fight him. A new chill passe her back.

Sinbad sighed.
"I'm sorry to say this," he said as he caressed her cheek. "But you'll have to eat something. One way or another. But I'll give you a day to make up your mind."

She frowned a bit when he replied "You can't force me..." she replied in a tone that wanted to be angry but that once again was just tired. And it was just pathetic since it was evident that he perfectly could do it

Anya watched Sinbad carefully. It seemed like he really cared about Meg, but isn't his girlfriend Ariel? He's a player. He fucked you, so he probably cheats on Ariel all the time!

"It's for your own good, Meg. I'll force you if I have to."
He paused for a while.
"But I really hope I won't have to. So please, eat something soon. Just say when, and I'll get you something."

Anya shook her head. why was this girl so damn stubburn! did she want to die? All of the sudden it hit her. This is the person Sinbad was talking about. The girl who wanted him to kill her, but he helped her instead.

Anger suddenly flushed her. Exactly how many girl has he slept with? She grabbed Sinbad by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom ."Did you have sex with her?"

On Meg's face appeared a grimace, while she replied in a barely udible tone
"For my own good? Like the pills? You can see where those fucked thing took me. Let me stay alone"
*Let me die alone...* she couldn't help but think.
She was so tired of everything: pain and sad thoughts, there wasn't anything more in her life...

"I can't let you stay alone, Meg. You know that."

Sinbad was surprised when Anya suddenly dragged him to the bathroom.

"Uhm... why?"

"Because I have to know!" She said clearly mad. sure the sex didn't mean much to her, but it was still her virginity, "did you even care that you took my viginity?! Was I just another number to you?! Sure I don't love you, and the sex didn't mean much to me, but still did you even care?"

Meg didn't reply to him when he replied to her, and she didn't say anything even when he went in the bathroom with the other girl. She remained where she was.
Again, she coughed blood and then couldn't help but wisper to herself "Even an animal deserve a faster death..."

"Well...."
Sinbad started to feel uncomfortable. He didn't like seeing her mad.
".. I asked you if you were alright with it. Twice. (OOC: If I remember correct). So what's the big deal?" he said nervously.

Anya's eyes narrowed, "I had no idea how many girls you've slept with, and I still have no idea!" she said frustrated, "Look I'm not in love with you, that's not why I'm doing this. do you value Ariel so little that you would sleep with all of these girls? that you would sleep with me and take my virginity, without a second thought?"

Sinbad stared at her for a while, unsure about what to answer.
The he turned around, ready to walk out the door again.
"I'll go check if Meg is alright."

Anya shook her head, womanizer

Why did she say such things? As if she knew anything about it at all. Stupid girl.

He sat down on the mattress next to Meg. Why did she have to be sick? She didn't deserve it.

Meg tried to move on the bed, trying to raise up to stay at least sitted on it, but she was really to weak, and as soon as she tried to raise she fell again on the matress

Anya slid down and sat against the wall, resting her head. Why did everything have to be so fucking complicated? She still loved Eric and she felt like she would give anything just to be with him again, but does he want her? No he said he doesn't love you

Sinbad looked at Meg trying to raise from the mattress.
"Do you want to sit up a bit? I can help support you, if you need it."

Meg sighed: usually she would have rejected his offer, but now... she nodded without a word. Oh, it was so humiliating! Depending on someone else... it was embarassing even when wasn't Sinbad but John, and when they were alone... now, with also he other girl in the room, was even worse...

Sinbad helped Meg sit up on the mattress.
"Is it because of the sickness?" he dared to ask after a while.

Anya rested her head on her hand. If she could just see Eric again, she needed to talk to him.

(LOL I am so nervous just waiting)

Meg rose up helped by Sinbad, sitting on the bed and resting her back on the wall. At his question, Meg bit weakly her lower lip, than, looking elsewhere, she replied "More or less..."

"Has it been this bad before?" he asked nervously.

She waited a bit for rely, then at last, still looking elsewhere, she replied a simple "No".
And she didn't say it, but she couldn't help to think "And it will be worse and worse, until the end..."

"Oh," he said a bit surprised. Then this was surely a bad thing. Especially if it was worse than it had been before.
"Have you had any meidcal treatment for it before you got here?"

She shacked slowly her head: no. No she hadn't. "Too expensive" she replied in a whisper. And also, to be cured she had to leave the 'job', and she couldn't.

"I see," he said depressed.
WHy hadn't he known about it before? Maybe there would have been something he could have done.
But back then she never talked about her real self. It was only just recently.
How could he have been so blind back then? Did he really believe that she could be happy with being a whore. That she could always be so cheerful. Or did he just not want to face the truth. He wasn't quite sure about the answer.

"I'm sorry you have to go through this."

Anya listened to the conversation. She felt bad for Meg.

(Waiting is killing me)

The room was filled with sleeping gas and everyone fell asleep.

Sinbad woke up some time after. It was weird. It didn't seem like anything had changed. Why did he just wake up again?
He looked at Meg on the mattress beside him. Maybe it was for the best that she got some sleep. Though food and medicine would probably be better.

"Don't be. It's pointless. I just hope that it will end soon..." she replied tiredly, in the same weak tone "Antoine promised me to kill me before all this... And now i don't see why I have to be still alive..." She whispered before the gas filled the room. But this time, when she woke up again, anything was changed, or so she thought...

Sinbad looked at Meg when she woke up. He remembered the conversation they had had right before they passed out.
"You really want to die that badly," he mumbled. Not directly to her. He just said his thought sout loud without really thinking about it.