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Post by Chris Strongheart on Feb 18, 2006 21:37:52 GMT -5
"Go ahead," she said, her voice getting somewhat devoid of emotion. She wrapped her arms around herself, almost as if she was holding herself together to keep from shattering.
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Post by Sky on Feb 18, 2006 21:48:37 GMT -5
As he started to begin, Sky noticed that Layla was still there, not even bothering to pretend to give them some privacy. Instead, she was boldly leaning against a wall with her arms crossed across her chest, almost as if she was acting as a bodyguard for Christine.
Feeling an immense annoyance with Bloom's friend, Sky glared at her and asked in an irritated tone as he bluntly gestured for her to leave, "Do you mind or do you just particularly enjoy listening to me enumerate my faults?"
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Post by Layla on Feb 18, 2006 21:55:17 GMT -5
Layla scowled at Sky as she muttered under her breath, "Jerk." Pushing herself away from the wall, she started to walk away. Before she reached the doors that led back into the dining hall, she turned back, gave Sky a pointed look, and said coolly, "Just don't forget that you asked me for help - not the other way around. So in the future, whatever problems you may be having, keep me out of them."
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Post by Musa on Feb 18, 2006 22:03:01 GMT -5
As Layla walked away, Musa went away as well. She spent quite a while silent. She had listened to Sky and Layla talking, to Layla and Christine talking, to Christine singing... Musa liked her voice quite a lot.
Things were bad. Bad, bad she thought. For all of the three.
She got near Layla, and decided talking. ''This is bad... And Sky...'' She sighed,
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Post by Layla on Feb 18, 2006 22:09:59 GMT -5
Smiling tiredly at Musa, Layla replied, "Yeah, about Sky . . . he's more of an idiot than I thought. I mean, it's bad enough that he's hurt Bloom by not stopping all the gossip about him being unfaithful - but he's also hurting another great girl: Christine. I wanted to hate her because I thought that she was standing in the way to Bloom's happiness, but it's not her who's the obstacle. It's Sky. All Sky." Shaking her head, she added, "God, I don't see what either Bloom or Christine see in him . . ."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Feb 18, 2006 22:17:10 GMT -5
As he started to begin, Sky noticed that Layla was still there, not even bothering to pretend to give them some privacy. Instead, she was boldly leaning against a wall with her arms crossed across her chest, almost as if she was acting as a bodyguard for Christine. Feeling an immense annoyance with Bloom's friend, Sky glared at her and asked in an irritated tone as he bluntly gestured for her to leave, "Do you mind or do you just particularly enjoy listening to me enumerate my faults?" "So what do you have to tell me?" Christine asked, looking at him. "Don't tell me let me guess. You were using me."
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Post by Sky on Feb 18, 2006 22:34:04 GMT -5
"Don't say that," Sky pleaded. "Because it isn't true. Not in the slightest. I-I know you're hurt - as you have every right to be - but don't judge me. Not yet. Just let me explain and then judge away, okay?"
Taking a deep breath, Sky began, "I know I've said it before, but, I need to say it again: Bloom. Bloom is my girlfriend - you've known that all along. You've known that I've dated her for a year now and that it has been, for the most part, a fantastic year for me. Bloom's been with me through a lot of things and she's been my support when no else would be. I've shared with her some of my most private thoughts and she's always treated them with the utmost respect. She's a good person. But we've grown distant lately. I thought for the longest time that she had changed and that something was wrong with her - but now I see that that might not be so. Bloom's always been a little insecure in our relationship, which is understandable considering how we got started on a lie - that of my engagement to Diaspro. Over time she got better at trusting me - and then you showed up. You showed up and things changed. I felt something for you that I knew I shouldn't feel because of Bloom. And then rumors started popping up and Bloom's not stupid - she heard them. And because I never denied them - how could I when I was having feelings for you the way the gossips claimed - she couldn't trust me. And so she became that distrustful, catty girl - because of me. I guess what I'm trying to say is that Layla is right - I'm scum. I deceived both you and Bloom and you know what? I'm not good enough for either of you."
Sticking his hands in the pockets of his black slack pants, Sky shrugged and finished, his voice flat, "So that's it. There's nothing more I can say."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Feb 18, 2006 22:42:10 GMT -5
"So all of this you blame on me," Christine said, closing her eyes, trying to fight back tears. "Thank you. Thank you for making my life worth next to nothing! Here's my heart, shatter it! I don't care! I loved you ever since I was a child, ever since that summer!" Her emotions were swirling out of control and she didn't care, she was far too hurt to care. "I loved you and you abandoned me just like everyone else! I was just good enough to be friends with if you could call us that. But nothing else. So thank you for proving what everyone's told me since I was a child. That I'm worthless!"
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Post by tashii on Feb 18, 2006 22:48:55 GMT -5
Once again Tash was glad that for the most part she was ignorable until she said something. Tash would have stepped in sooner but felt this needed to come out. She would wait to see Sky's reaction and go from there. She felt that Sky was mostly to blame but felt he at least deserved to tell his side.
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Post by Sky on Feb 18, 2006 22:53:51 GMT -5
"No! Don't say that! That's not what I meant, Christine. I'm glad that you came back into my life; I'm glad that I found you again after all these years. Do you hear me? I'm glad. Did you think I just abandoned you because I was bored with you? I didn't. What could I do? My parents decided to go home in the middle of the night that summer - they wouldn't let me say goodbye. And then when we got back to Eraklyon, they wouldn't let me write to you. They said I had more important things to do than run around with you. I didn't want to believe it, but what could I do? I was only eleven. And then, as the years passed by, I thought by then you would have forgotten all about me. So I didn't write even I was older, even when I could have. But I loved you. I did."
Swept up in the moment, Sky grasped Christine by the shoulders, pulling her into his arms. "Do you hear me? I loved you." For a moment, as Sky stared into her eyes, he felt like kissing her, to let her know that he still cared - but then, the sounds of the party, the music, in the dining room just a few feet away, crept back to his ears and his thoughts cleared. Stepping back, Sky squeezed his eyes shut, and apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Christine. I can't do this right now. I . . . I just can't. I have to go back inside. Excuse me." Turning away, Sky strode toward the dining hall entrance. As he started to push open the door, Sky paused and then said, his back still turned to Christine, "Whatever you may think right now, please, don't think that this was your fault. It wasn't. That's all I'm sure of right now, to be honest."
And then, not waiting for a response, Sky disappeared back into the crowds of people in the dining hall.
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Feb 18, 2006 22:57:50 GMT -5
Christine just stood there, shattered. She stared down at her wedding ring - the one she had found on her bed table and laughed a bitter, broken laugh. Tears streaked down her face. "I wish I could hate you," she whispered. "But I can't."
She looked over at Tash, a look of sheer devestation on her face. "Just leave me alone please..."
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Post by tashii on Feb 18, 2006 22:59:37 GMT -5
"Chris? Come on." Tash told Christine as she held her arms out. "I may not be your mother, but I am not going anywhere."
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Post by Chris Strongheart on Feb 18, 2006 23:02:28 GMT -5
Christine hesitantly walked over and collapsed into Tash's arms, crying silently. Her heart was broken so badly, that she doubted it would ever be fixed. "I trusted him," she whimpered. "How can he claim he loves me if he hurts me that badly."
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Post by Sky on Feb 18, 2006 23:12:58 GMT -5
Inside the dining hall, Sky tried desperately to forget what had just happened, to forget what he was feeling. Whispering to himself, Sky tried to normalize his breathing, but he was shaking all over and his chest ached from trying to keep what his emotions in check. "Keep it in, Sky. Heroes don't cry. Heroes do not cry."
As he gazed around the room, feeling helplessly alone, Sky's eyes met Layla's. Seeing her lips purse and a frown mar her forehead, Sky jerked his gaze away. He couldn't stand to be judged now. He could tell what she was thinking. She was thinking that he was pathetic, that he didn't deserve happiness. She was probably judging him right now, enumerating his faults - everyone probably was. Everyone in the entire room had probably read that damn article and everyone was probably judging him.
Feeling suffocated, Sky felt his hands and forehead dampen with sweat. "I need to get out of here," he mumbled as he tried to push his way through throngs of people. "I need air. I can't breathe." Not able to escape the crowds, his vision soon became distorted, the room swirling around him in slow motion. Rubbing his forehead, Sky stumbled forward, holding out his hand to grasp onto something that was not really there.
And then, he was falling and everything went pitch black.
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Post by tashii on Feb 18, 2006 23:14:23 GMT -5
Tash just let Christine cry for a while, before attempting to answer a question she really did not know the answer to. "Who knows, all I know is that love does incomprehensible things."
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