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Grateful for the help despite being deposited on the couch with a little less then grace, he almost got up again as he watched Charlie go off, "Charlie, get your ass back here."

He had the feeling they shouldn't be alone, for for that second, he got the feeling that would be the last time he saw Charlie alive. "Gabe, what the fuck what that, what just happened out there," he didn’t really know why he was asking. Then he realized why Devin was shouting, and he attempted to get up again, to back outside to the pool. However the pain was to great, and he collapse to the floor. "Fuck you guys, get inside before that thing hurts anyone else."

He was really ready for the "I don't know answer" because truthfully how would Gabe know what just happened out there. He cringed slightly as another pain shot through his ankle and looking down he noticed that it was about three times bigger than his other ankle. He needed some ice, but at that very moment he didn't know who to ask. Why did this happen to them, and was it over? He winced as he pulled himself up on the couch again.

He wanted to help more than anything, he wanted to go after Charlie to make sure she was ok, he wanted to be there for someone, however he couldn't and at that very moment he felt the need to throw something, so he throw the pillow that he was leaning against toward a wall where no one was standing. It hit with a soft thud and fell to the ground, well that certainly didn't make him feel any better and he looked rather silly doing it.