?Into the Night? {No longer Accepting}

[AbbyJoyce]

"Hello?" Flynn lifted his knuckle to the door, gently knocking. "Are you okay?...is anyone in there?" He took a step back, peeking into the window. "Oh god." He muttered, "it's Sam."

[Astasia]

"Sam?" She looked through the window. Sam was standing on the other side of the door. Her hand was bloody. She was leaning against the wall pressing her ear against it. "What is she doing?" She asked.

[seopard]

Artemis saw Flynn peeking through the window and she groaned, rolling onto her side and facin away from the door. She felt the glass in her hands, and she began to pull the sharp shards out of her baby soft hands, ignoring the shooting pain. She then stood, grabbing another bottle of whiskey before heading to the door, stumbling slightly before turning the knob and swinging it open quickly. "Whadda ya want?" She growled weakly "Shouldn't you two be in bed or somethin?" She made a kissing sound and rubbed her eyes, messing her tear smudged make up even more.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn threw her an unamused look, "Great. She's drunk." He looked at Anna, "Shod we take her back to our room or...?" He raised a brow as Sam made kissey noises, rolling his eyes before rubbing them, "Jesus. Anna, excuse what I'm about to say." He smiled apologetically before turning to Sam, "Sam. Stop." His voice was solid, but not mean, "I'm not playing this game with you anymore, at first I made a mistake yea. But I apologized so much and let's be honest, you treated me like crap." He shrugged, "No hard feelings, I tried. I did everything I possibly could to get you, I even died for you, but you were all flirty with David, and I'm not mad that you never chose me, but you made your choice very clear, you can't keep getting jealous when I pay any other girl attention, Sammy. Anna is my friend, I'm helping her and she's helping me, so just..stop." he frowned, "I hope Artimes treats you well, and I hope David treats you right." He took the bottle from her hand and set it on the table beside the door, "But look what you're doing to yourself.." he rubbed his head, "I can't deal with you like this, I'm sorry Anna, but I'll be back in the room." He turned to leave.

[Astasia]

Ana listened as Flynn spoke. After he set down the bottle down she watched as he left. Looking back over at Sam she sighed. "We should get you cleaned up." She said taking step towards her. "Can I come in?" She asked her making sure it was alright.

[seopard]

Artemis(Sam) nodded and let Ana in "I'm really sorry about what I said..." She said quietly "I just hate it when he talks like I'm a baby.  I'll  be out of here in the morning, and you'll never hear from me again." She smiled weakly at Ana, sitting down on the bed while rouge tears slipped down her cheeks.

[silverMarie]

David DeVille

David rushed down the hallway, there were two officers searching rooms "Dammit.." he growled. He was is such a rush her bumped into two brunettes "Sorry man." he said quickly as he exited the hotel. He jogged down the street and into a dark alley way and sat behind a dumpster "Oh man..."

[Astasia]

Ana smiled weakly. Stepping inside she looked around. "No, It's okay, really." She said pushing Sam into the bathroom. She looked around at the glass on the floor. She layed down a towel to cover the glass for now."You should start with all that blood." She said. "I don't think just up and vanishing is going to help." She said turning on the shower. "Okay well, you can get in and I'll be outside." She said as she walked out of the bathroom closing the door behind her.

[AbbyJoyce]

Flynn had grabbed his beer, sitting back on his bed. He seemed calm, rubbing his face and staying silent. Without warning he stood, chunking his beer at the wall and watching as it shattered, scattering across the floor as he let out a frustrated yell. He ran his hands through his hair, sighing heavily. He did everything for her, he gave his life for her, for what? Because no mater how hard he tried he'd always care for her in some way.

[seopard]

She nodded and stepped into the bathroom, stripping and stepping into the shower. She was emotionally drained, her thoughts a muddled mess of love, happiness and anguish. She rubbed her hands up and down her face, trying to make sense of what she felt. Flynn was right, he had given her so many chances, and she treated him like sh*t, she didn't deserve to be jealous. After a few minutes, she stepped out of the bathroom in a t shirt and jeans