*indicates thoughts
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True Feelings Revealed
Part 1
"Wufei, please, let me take care of you. You need to rest." Sally
pleads, trying to keep Wufei down on the bed where he had been resting.
His dark almond eyes stare back at her, obviously refusing her attempts
to make him stay. He swings his feet down onto the floor, ignoring the
pain it caused in his chest.
"You need to rest." she says again, her bright blue eyes pleading with
him as well as her words.
"I'm not a weak woman. I can take care of myself." Wufei says, the
stubborn expression remaining on his face. "I don't have time for this."
"Why not? The wars are over, Wufei. You need to give your body time to
recover. Can't you ever give yourself a break? I can tell you need it."
she says, gently placing a warm hand on his shoulder.
He shrugs it off and walks to the door, not looking back at her as he
exits the well-lit room.
*Is that it, Wufei? Is that always going to be the way you'll act
torwards me?*
The door clicks shut behind him and she stares down at the bed he had
recently occupied. She couldn't understand why he would just refuse her
like that, after all she did for him. She didn't understand herself
either. She had always felt something for him, though she couldn't quite
put her finger on it. Questions she was longing to hear the answers to
tortured her mind, burning deep into her soul and not letting her rest.
*How can I expect to understand him if I can't even understand my own
feelings?*
Silently, she leaves the room and stares down at the floor as she walks
the halls, not really sure where she was going. It was hard to be alone.
The others had gone off and were having a great time at this moment, she
knew. There was nothing she could think of that would lead her to a new
future. In a way she was like the others...She had known fighting and
that had lead her to wonder what she could do with her life now that
there was peace. A longing to know what the next day would be like always
stayed with her. *Who will I be with? Who will I love?*
She finds herself in her living room. The house was quiet and she knew
he must have left. Looking up at the clock, she realizes how late it is
and decides to head to her room, even though she always ended up laying
awake and not being able to settle her thoughts. Of all the things she
had seen herself doing, this was not one of them. She had imagined how
great it would be without war, to be able to live in peace. In a way she
wondered what it would be like if she could have a chance to fight again.
The loneliness tortured her almost as much as the killing did.
She slowly slides under the warm blankets on her bed and closes her
eyes, wishing all thoughts and questions would just go away. She tries
to think of nothing and finally drifts into sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
True Feelings Revealed
Part 1
"Wufei, please, let me take care of you. You need to rest." Sally
pleads, trying to keep Wufei down on the bed where he had been resting.
His dark almond eyes stare back at her, obviously refusing her attempts
to make him stay. He swings his feet down onto the floor, ignoring the
pain it caused in his chest.
"You need to rest." she says again, her bright blue eyes pleading with
him as well as her words.
"I'm not a weak woman. I can take care of myself." Wufei says, the
stubborn expression remaining on his face. "I don't have time for this."
"Why not? The wars are over, Wufei. You need to give your body time to
recover. Can't you ever give yourself a break? I can tell you need it."
she says, gently placing a warm hand on his shoulder.
He shrugs it off and walks to the door, not looking back at her as he
exits the well-lit room.
*Is that it, Wufei? Is that always going to be the way you'll act
torwards me?*
The door clicks shut behind him and she stares down at the bed he had
recently occupied. She couldn't understand why he would just refuse her
like that, after all she did for him. She didn't understand herself
either. She had always felt something for him, though she couldn't quite
put her finger on it. Questions she was longing to hear the answers to
tortured her mind, burning deep into her soul and not letting her rest.
*How can I expect to understand him if I can't even understand my own
feelings?*
Silently, she leaves the room and stares down at the floor as she walks
the halls, not really sure where she was going. It was hard to be alone.
The others had gone off and were having a great time at this moment, she
knew. There was nothing she could think of that would lead her to a new
future. In a way she was like the others...She had known fighting and
that had lead her to wonder what she could do with her life now that
there was peace. A longing to know what the next day would be like always
stayed with her. *Who will I be with? Who will I love?*
She finds herself in her living room. The house was quiet and she knew
he must have left. Looking up at the clock, she realizes how late it is
and decides to head to her room, even though she always ended up laying
awake and not being able to settle her thoughts. Of all the things she
had seen herself doing, this was not one of them. She had imagined how
great it would be without war, to be able to live in peace. In a way she
wondered what it would be like if she could have a chance to fight again.
The loneliness tortured her almost as much as the killing did.
She slowly slides under the warm blankets on her bed and closes her
eyes, wishing all thoughts and questions would just go away. She tries
to think of nothing and finally drifts into sleep.