Hey. So I am aware it's been a while since I updated, andI beg forgiveness, but I've been working really hard on exams and studying, and then band rehearsals (we may be gigging, come on!) so I think I should be given the benefit of the doubt hehe
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X – Tears And Tantrums
Shalimar entered Sanctuary, still in a stunned silence. She felt numb all over and her brain was working overtime trying to make sense of what had just happened.
She made her way to her room and sat alone, tears flowing down her cheeks. Alex had interpreted her feelings for Emma as more tan friendship, but Shal had never seen it like that. All she ever wanted to do was make sure Emma was happy and keep her safe. She loved the psionic as a friend.
Did Alex think that Emma loved her? Of course she did; she had done everything but actually say the words. She said Emma wasn't willing to share her. Was it because she wanted Shalimar for herself? No, she didn't. Did she? What if Alex was right? She was pretty sure that Emma was a bigger part of her life, but Alex hadn't been around for long enough to know for definite.
However, it was long enough to make Shalimar realize that maybe she did love Emma, and maybe she should tell her.
"You're an idiot!" she screamed as random objects flew across the room. She saw an untouched empty glass and sent it crashing into the wall, feeling shattered fragments embed themselves into her pale skin.
She wasn't nearly done when she paused to survey her destruction. Breathing heavily, she saw broken glass, wood, paper and clothes littered across her room. This was why she hated breakups.
Raising her hands palm-out towards her bed, she watched as the metal-framed double bed flipped up against the wall. With her left hand, she gestured to the bookcase hung on her wall and made it rip from its support brackets and crash to the floor.
She had ruined a perfectly good potential relationship because of her 'selfless' nature. She was her own worst nightmare, always sabotaging herself when she showed even the slightest hint of happiness.
"I hate you!" she yelled at herself, making her television collide with the carpet and observing the exploding electrical equipment.
A blinding pain filled her senses, causing her to grab her head.
"Alex! What the hell?" Moose cried, holding the guys behind her as she tried to remain at a safe distance from the crazed singer.
Alex turned to face her fellow bandmates and without intending to, she held her hands out to tell them to back off and sent them backwards into the hall landing in a heap.
Before she could make sure they were okay, another blast, this time from inside her head, sent her sprawling amidst the demolition in her room and knocked her out.