[Yes, nothing. He should be doing nothing. That would be best for all of them.
She had tried... she thought that perhaps getting over him would do the trick. Thought that finding someplace else to pour all of these complicated emotions into would be the thing that she needed to finally move on, but no. Here he is, in all his stubborn, arrogant glory. Here he always is. Around her. Near her. In her head. She has tried to run... tried to flee, to fly away, but there is something that keeps pulling her back down to the ground.
Back down to him.
It's so fucking infuriating that she wants to scream. So fucking frustrating. If only he knew...]
About what!?You?
[Always about him.
Her foot comes down with a stomp, and there is another—accidental this time—gust of wind this time that rocks the boat, but she stands firm not far from him now, and as her voice cuts through the air, she can hear it break. It's slight, but it's enough to draw her back so that she can take a breath.]
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She had tried... she thought that perhaps getting over him would do the trick. Thought that finding someplace else to pour all of these complicated emotions into would be the thing that she needed to finally move on, but no. Here he is, in all his stubborn, arrogant glory. Here he always is. Around her. Near her. In her head. She has tried to run... tried to flee, to fly away, but there is something that keeps pulling her back down to the ground.
Back down to him.
It's so fucking infuriating that she wants to scream. So fucking frustrating. If only he knew...]
About what!? You?
[Always about him.
Her foot comes down with a stomp, and there is another—accidental this time—gust of wind this time that rocks the boat, but she stands firm not far from him now, and as her voice cuts through the air, she can hear it break. It's slight, but it's enough to draw her back so that she can take a breath.]