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XI – True Feelings
Shalimar paced inside her room, working up the courage to find Emma and talk to her.
Eventually, she threw open her door and halted, almost colliding with the woman she needed to talk to. Emma had obviously been standing there for a while and her face softened slightly when she saw the feral.
"Uh, hey," she said awkwardly, standing back a little from the door.
Shalimar smiled slightly, stepping back into her room, motioning for Emma to come in. The red-head did so, quietly shutting the door behind her.
"So, uh… I think we should talk," Shalimar said simply, stating the obvious but not caring. All she cared about right now was Emma.
The feral sat down on her bed and stared at the floor until Emma sat down beside her and gripped her hand. Shal looked into her beautiful blue eyes, ignoring the fact that they reminded her so much of Alex's.
"I'm sorry about before," Shalimar began. "I should have said something, but I guess I wasn't thinking." She glanced up at the psionic, who was staring at the carpet. Shal didn't see how she had missed that before. Emma was so clearly jealous and it hurt the feral to think she wouldn't be able to see Alex again, because Emma didn't like her.
"It's not that I don't like her," Emma muttered. "I just don't think she's good enough for you. You're everything she's not; reliable, kind, selfless-"
"Don't you dare say she is not selfless," Shalimar growled through gritted teeth. She found herself becoming angry at Emma, because she didn't know. "Alex gave me up. She saw something I didn't and told me to go for it. She knew before I did that she could never mean as much to me as you do. I… I could never love her as much as I love you," she explained, letting tears roll down her face as she watched for the psionic's reaction.
Emma opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by Shalimar's cell phone.
The feral paused a minute before standing to retrieve it, wiping tears from her eyes.
"Hello? Moose? What's wrong? … Oh my God."
Emma watched as the love of her life took care of the one person who could snatch her away at the click of a finger.
Alex, forever wanting to be the damsel in distress, had broken things off with Shalimar and then gone home to destroy everything and anything she could find, herself and her friends included.
If her abilities hadn't begun to mutate again, she wouldn't be here. She would have gone home, moped for a week and then gone on with her life. But no, she had to be overdramatic and attention seeking.
'Okay, so she told Shalimar to go and let her walk away and forget her, just so she would be happy with me, but I don't understand why. Why would she want her to be happy with me? God, I'm giving myself a headache,' Emma pondered and complained in her head.
Everybody had left the lab while she had been thinking, and now the only person in the room was an unconscious Alex.
Without thinking, Emma stepped into the lad and to the singer's side. Her forehead was soaked in sweat and her brow was furrowed as if in deep concentration. Clenched fists were strapped by her sides to prevent further outburst.
Emma turned to survey the readings on the computer when Alex's eyes fluttered open. Her hand grabbed onto Emma's wrist and refused to let her go.
"You want to know why I did it," she rasped, stating the question that had been twisting through Emma's mind. Her eyes were wide and Emma thought she looked crazy, especially with the straps holding her down.
Emma nodded slowly, unwilling to speak to the younger woman for a reason she wasn't quite aware of.
The singer let go and Emma took a step back. Pain was etched on Alex's face and Emma could tell that it was worse than she was letting on.
"I did it 'coz I know she loves you. And I know you love her. I barely even a blip on her radar," Alex explained, her hoarse voice breaking through. She began coughing violently and Emma was afraid that the black-haired woman would bring up her intestines.
"Promise me one thing," Alex muttered when she had ceased her coughing fit, staring Emma in the eye. The telempath nodded slowly. "Take care of her and keep her happy."
Emma didn't know what to think. Maybe Shalimar was right, Alex was selfless. All she wanted was for the feral to be happy, even if it was at her expense.
"I will. You can… still see her, if you want," Emma added, thinking of some way to return Alex's kindness.
The singer shook her head painfully.
"When I get out of here, I'm gone. I won't be back. The band's leaving town."
Emma nodded, noting Alex's drooping eyelids and not wanting to push her for more information. It was clear her mind was made up.
As her tired blue eyes closed, Emma left the room, beginning to realize that it was now or never.
