I don't know about Zelos, but I was absolutely elated upon leaving the sewer. We decided we'd make a pit-stop at Sybak to rest and replenish our travelling supplies, and once we reached the city, my fatigue caught up to me. By the time we went to sleep at the inn, the sun was just coming up, and when we woke it was a little after noon.
"Ready to hit the shops, hunny?" Zelos asked after I'd brushed my hair (and his--tee hee!) I nodded.
Outside, I browsed for apple gels and such while Zelos wandered around. I was a little taken aback that he would make me pay for everything, but nevertheless I finished shopping and turned to find Zelos.
He was standing nearby, chatting it up with some lady. I shrugged, figuring he was just asking directions. After all, I thought, he wouldn't go flirt with random people after what I did for him, right?
Zelos grinned stupidly and tossed his head as he spoke, paying no attention to the fact that I was standing right beside him. "I bet you'd look even sexier in leather!" he told her.
My eye twitched a little. "Zelos...ready to go?" I took his arm gently, but he pulled away and stared at me with incredulity.
"Oh? Who's this?" the woman asked, giving me a once-over and a critical glare.
Zelos stared at me. His deep blue eyes locked on mine, glistening in the sun. I waited, silent, for him to tell her. He'd say, 'Oh, that's Sheena. Ain't she something?'. Then the two of us would continue onward, talking and laughing all the way.
"Never seen her before." That was Zelos' answer.
A feeling of vertigo swept over me. My blood boiled, and eyes shot open in offended surprise. I raised my fist, having every intention on hitting one of the two in front of me, but could only manage to choke out, "You heartless bastard!" and storm away, tearing the doorknob off the inn door as I went inside.
Throwing myself onto the bed, I cried myself into a stupor, fell asleep, then woke up and cried some more. Once or twice I threw up, even though there was nothing in my stomach. I gagged on tears and got to be so congested, I couldn't breathe. Sleep overcame me once again, and only released its hold when Zelos showed up that night.
"Heeeeeeeeey, Sheena!" he sang with a cheerful smile.
Just hearing his voice made my head pound. I reached across the table and seized the lamp, hurling it at him. It shattered as it connected with his chest.
"Get the hell out of here I hate you! I can't believe you would do that to me after all we've been through!!" I screamed.
"Do what to you?!" Zelos demanded. "What did I--" He didn't have time to finish before I ripped a painting off the wall and broke it over his head. Splintered wood and glass flew in all directions.
"Get OUT!" I snarled.
"Sheena, please!" Zelos yelped, covering his head and stepping backwards. He almost looked like he was going to cry, and that's exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to cry, to throw up his guts, to hurt like I was hurting.
I shook with rage and sadness. "Either you get out, or I will," I warned. And I was serious.
He tried one last time to get an explaination from me. "Sheena, please. Don't do this I don't want it to end this way," he said. "I like having you around, and I think I really am falling for you, hunny!"
That's what made me snap. Bursting into tears all over again, I grabbed my stuff and fled the building. I didn't stop running until I got to Mizuho.
There, the vice-chief seemed to be waiting for me. "Sheena!" he cried as I ran past, but I ignored him and locked myself in my house for three days straight, refusing to open the door for anyone.
On the fourth day, the vice-chief broke my door down. He called the village medics and had me sent to a hospital later on.
I was dying. No food, no water, nothing in my system for the past three or four days. Instead I'd lay there, only concious when I was throwing up. At night I'd frozen, having no source of light or heat, and thus I'd picked up a hell of a fever. My breathing was labored, and my heart was working double-time to keep the blood flowing.
I don't remember being in the hospital; Tiga told me later that I'd been unconcious nearly the entire time. But the next day I was released under supervision, and two days after that I was allowed to be left alone at night.
The depression never ceased, though. I'd never been in so much pain. Thinking back, sometimes I was so happy I'd met Zelos...when he wasn't being a major jerk, the guy really made me feel like I was something special. Then there were the days that I hated ever meeting him. I damned that day and everything about it. I wished poor fortune on Zelos and regretted ever saving his sorry life from being beheaded. Of course later, I'd be kicking myself for thinking such things.
Every day was the same boring thing, until the day the Renegades came to the village. They entered the vice-chief's house and spoke to him about something strictly confidential, then were gone just as fast at they'd come. Later, Tiga came to my house. He told me of the Renegades' proposal: They needed somone to assassinate the Chosen (my eyes lit up) from the opposing world--Sylvarant--(So much for that, I thought) and he wanted me to be the one to do it.
"Why me?" I asked dismally.
"Becuase you need to get out and do something with yourself. This depression needs to be lifted somehow. Perhaps accomplishing something for you country will help?" he suggested. I tried to refuse, but he would have none of it. "Go," he demanded.
So I went.
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Author's Note: THANK YOU SOoOoOoOo MUCH for the reviews, everyone! They're real motivators. I would have quit working on this if it weren't for you. -; Keep reviewing, and be patient. My current fever is hindering my ability to work, but when I get better I plan on posting two and three chapters a day, awrighty? Peace!