Rosita walked quickly the the crowd of people back into the gates of Alexandria, tears streaming down her face further and further. The guilt of everything was finally getting to her. Eugene had treated her so perfectly… before and after what happened, yet she still couldn't help but think about the other man…
She pushed her way past and stood for a moment, facing towards the recently constructed hotel. She scanned past the crowd and up towards the balcony, noticing the man that has been causing all these feelings… all the guilt… for months now.
The day Siddiq came to Alexandria, Rosita has been fixated on him. While Eugene and him shared a sweet personality… Siddiq just reminded her more of Abraham, with a bit less muscle. He just made her feel ways Eugene couldn't… yet she still loved him.
Siddiq stood and was laughing along with Pete and Oak, both of his old crew mates from The Companion. Rosita stood watching him with tears flowing down now, her lip slightly quivering as she looked over her former lover. She took one step forward, but hesitated, and stood frozen in place.
She wanted to do many things in that moment. She wanted to rush up to him and throw her arms around his bulky frame, holding him close in a deep and passionate embrace. But at the same time, she wanted to march up to him and punch him in the face for making her fall for him.
Yet all she could do… was stand. She took a step back and took one last look at Siddiq, who finally caught a glance of her and waved awkwardly. Rosita let out a weak cry and rushed off back through the crowd, out of the gates and away from the festival.
She found a log away a bit away from Alexandria, and began to cry into her hands. She wiped away her tears as the sound of a twig snapping alerted her, causing her to spin around quickly.
A bald headed woman stood there, her hands up as she smiled at her.
"Sorry to startle you hun…" She said stepping closer. Rosita calmed down and took a deep breath, once more wiping her tears away. "What's got you sitting away from everyone and crying?"
"A lot of stuff." Rosita sniffled and sighed. "Too much guilt… it's really eating away at me… I'm just— just not sure what to do with my life right now." She laughed nervously and cracked a weak smile. "What are you doing out here?" She asked.
"Me? Too crowded… never been a fan of crowds." She said getting closer to her. "Mind if I sit down and chat, maybe try and make you feel better?"
"Good luck." Rosita sniffled again and attempted to dry her cheeks. "I can't recall seeing you before, what's your name?"
"Debbie." The woman replied as she sat down next to her. "What's in the bag?" She asked pointing to the little bag that was sitting in front of Rosita's feet. Rosita perked up and grabbed her bag, pulling out a lavender colored sweater.
"Sweaters! They're so soft… plus I really needed some new ones." She smiled gleefully showing them off. "I can't wait until it's cold enough to wear these!"
"They look really nice." She said smiling warmly at Rosita. She took a look into Rosita's bright and glossy brown eyes and frowned. "Look, I don't know you, but would you like to take a little walk away from here and talk about things?"
Rosita looked back towards the fair, and bit her lip as she thought. The wind slightly blew her hair around as she sat for a moment. She turned towards Debbie, and sighed.
"I… I really should go find Eugene… but… that's the whole reason I'm here in the first place." A tear streamed down her face once more as she looked at the other woman. "Okay… just a quick one." She stuffed her sweater back into the bag and stood up and stretched a little. "Then you're more than welcome to come back and hang out with me, I need more friends anyway." She blushed.
Debbie stood up and smiled at her, and took a look at the fair. "Yeah, that'd be nice… I just got to this community so I certainly need some more friends." The two began to walk away from the fair down the road as the bald woman once again grabbed onto the hilt of her weapon.
"So…" Rosita began. "I'll give you some backstory first… I first met Eugene back in Houston, he was with this man named Abraham..." she began as the two continued away from the fair.