Hawkeye House 31
Falling Leaves
She could hear their voices, as loud and jubilant as always. Why had she ever bothered? Riza pushed herself up from her work-desk, grabbing her stack of paperwork and setting it down at his desk. No words, what was the point?
A few silent steps and she moved out. Dully, not able to focus on any one thing, yet appearing in deep thought she moved on auto-pilot to her locker and changed into the same clothes she always wore.
The leaves were falling. It had been just a little over a year since she began working at East. Everything was different.
She hadn't a care back then, she hadn't thought of reality but of could-bes. She had thought they could be together, the nightmares would go away, and the past would no longer follow her. How many years would it really be? How old would she have to get? How many things would she miss?
Could she even go on that long?
It didn't seem so. Not now, not when everything around her seemed to be falling apart. No, she couldn't tell him, not when she knew he would do whatever he could to help her out. She didn't want his help. Riza had spent her life wanting to lean on him, only to find that she could not let herself become a woman like that.
She spent too much time wishing and not enough doing. She wasted so much time waiting and for what? A few smiles that he threw at every other girl?
Riza opened the door to her apartment and saw the letter. Another one. She sunk to the floor, running her hands through her hair.
And for what? A pride that kept her from asking for help?
A/n: My appologies for the shortness.
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