Xirysa Says: First, I would like to thank Kitten Kisses, Absol Master, Umbrielle, Dark Blaziken, snowmistlavendar, Orangen, Celebaby20, and The Sage of Spirits for sticking with this story to the very end. Thank you all so much! And now, dear reader, I am pleased to present to you the final chapter of Sinners All.
Sinners All
Sin the Seventh: Gluttony
Pairing: SainxFiora
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glut·ton·y (gluht-n-ee): eating to excess
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Guilt is a funny thing.
It eats away at you from the inside out. Feeding on all of your inner turmoil and strife. And then when the chaos inside you is gone, it turns around and gnaws on everything you hold dear to you, until all that's left is an empty shell.
I have a lot to be guilty for.
He finds her crouching behind a bush, her eyes watering and the smell of half-digested food all around her.
It was because of me they all died. The entire Fifth Wing of Illia's Pegasus Knights. Annihilated. Soley based on deplorable decisions I have made based on intuition. What kind of commander does that to her own soldiers? Many of them were only girls, not yet women. The first mission for many, and I... Oh, what have I done?
Fighting the urge to gag, he kneels down beside her and rubs her shoulder in what he hopes is a comforting way.
When I began turning to food for comfort, I do not remember. Perhaps it was when I joined Lord Eliwood's mercenary company. Either way, it does not matter. I simply remember Florina comforting me with bits of food, and me accepting her little gifts. Just like a mindless little drone. Wasn't that what my girls had been for me? I told them what to do, and they followed my directions without a second thought.
And it had cost us all.
Her head snaps up and she looks at him fiercely, blue eyes meeting with hazel, before flinging herself at him and sobbing into his chest.
So I had begun to eat. And eat. Training and fighting everyday helped me to stay fit, but I was getting to the point where I needed something to eat in order to stay sane. And I didn't realize it until it was too late.
The force knocks them both to the ground, but he doesn't mind; he brushes his sandy hair out of his eyes and combs her cyan bangs with his fingers, all the while making soothing sounds under his breath.
I eat constantly now as a way to hide away the pain from the ill-fated mission so long ago. I know it is childish and have tried to give it up, but to no avail. My guilt has manifested itself into something physically, and mentally, fatal. There is always hunger gnawing away at my stomach, and the taste of bile is forever on my tongue.
It's pathetic, really.
"Please," she sobs into his shoulder, "I beg of you. Save me from the nothing I've become."
I'm simply... Nothing.
Xirysa Says: Wow. It's done. It's finally done. I can't believe it... Just... Wow. Hmm, said that already, didn't I? Hehe, I was listening to Evanescence when I wrote this, and therefore it has a line from one of their songs in it. Can you find it? Probably not my favorite chapter writing wise, but I simply love this idea, since I've got a very similar problem. -cackles- The last line of this is my absolute favorite. :D Yes, she threw up in the beginning; the way I see it, she eats so much to hide the pain that it turns into something like bulemia. Originally, I was going to do something with the tactician in a similar situation (since I eat such a crap load of food my mother says I've got an eating disorder) but decided not to. I'll do something with tactician-Xirysa later. Critique is welcome. And once again, thank you all so much for reading!
