Trickle - 18 - Inhale

I could kill them! I'm going to kill them!

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"So, you heard some people screaming outside, and you went to check out what was going on?"

I nodded.

The sun shined through the yellow blinds, and burned my tired eyes.

"How did you hear the screams from your room?"

"I had my window open."

"Quistis, would you consider yourself a light sleeper?"

I stared blankly at the Sheriff who was questioning me. It was only he and I in the room, and I was getting nervous. He was called to Balamb Garden this morning, and I've been in here for what seems like forever, answering questions. His uniform was mixed a dark and light blue, and his stomach hung over his belt. Even from where I was sitting, I could smell cigarettes, and coffee on his breath.

"A very light sleeper."

I replied idly, and looked at the ground.

He jotted some stuff down on the notepad he was carrying, and took a seat, instead of standing 5 inches from me.

"What was the whip for, Quistis?"

"For protection. It's the Garden's policy to take action, if something like that ever happened, so I--" I paused. "Are you trying to make this look like my fault? What about Fujin and Raijin, the asshole had a knife for crying out loud!"

I raised my voice.

He sat there tapping his pen on the Asst. Principal's desk.

"Please watch your language." He answered calmly "Other people I questioned said that Raijin and Fujin respected Seifer, so I wasn't shocked to find out, that both of them were a little tipsy that night."

"Tipsy?"

"Yeah...drunk."

He moved his hand to his mouth, and acted like he was taking a drink from a bottle.

"Did ah..did Seifer say anything to them, that would cause them to act like this?"

"He said he didn't want them to bother him anymore."

"Bother him? What did they do to him?"

"Listen Sheriff, these two people have got to be the most annoying beings in the world. They always follow him around like dogs, and agree with him, only to get on his good side. People have a right to be left alone if they want to, and...He wanted to be left alone."

He took a drink from his coffee.

We didn't say anything.

Where's Seifer? Is he okay?

"Is...um..is Seifer alright?"

I looked at my hands, and begin cracking my knuckles...something I always did, when I was tense.

"Oh yeah, yeah...he's fine. Good thing the cut wasn't that deep...he's at a uh...this certain hospital right now, we're trying to see if he we could have him brought down to the school's infirmary, so you could...you know...talk to him, instead of having to travel a couple miles."

He's okay?!

Hearing that Seifer was still breathing, my mind started back up, and my heart began beating again.

"Wait...Wait...what about Fujin, and Rajin? What are you going to do bout them?"

"I think we'll keep 'em down at the station for a bit."

Good.

"I believe that's all the questioning I have for you, Ms. Trepe, thanks for your time."

He held out a tan palm, for me to shake.

"Oh, and could you send the guy with the scar across his forehead in?"

"Yeah, I will."

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Outside of the office, I saw Squall and Irvine sitting in the waiting chairs provided. Squall had his jacket off, propped up next to him, and Irvine was holding his cowboy hat, dusting it off. He was talking about what happened, while Squall sat there silently, looking at his naked knuckles, which were sliced, and covered in dried blood.

He must've hit Raijin pretty hard.

He looked up at me. I gave a little smile, and pointed to the door behind me, with my thumb.

Grabbing his coat, he walked up to me.

"He's okay. They sent him to a hospital in Deling City, because they were the only ones who had the right tools for the job."

"Tools?"

My eyes widened, at the thought of Seifer recovering gracefully from his knife wound, and the poison.

"Yeah..you know..to stitch him up."

"Oh."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just...yeah, I'm okay."

With a pat on my back, he continued to the room.

I sat and talked to Irvine for awhile, and thanked him once more, for being outside, I told him to tell Squall I was very pleased he showed up. And proceeded to my dorm. I desperately needed a shower. The smell of dirt, and tears were soaked onto my clothes, and my hands were still stained a light pink color, from holding onto Seifer.

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April 22

I could kill them! I'm going to kill them! What gives them the right to take something so precious, and twist it, inside out? What gives them the right to laugh at all the tears and blood loss? How could they stand there and watch the struggle between us, and not even feel sorry?

All I know is, they're not going to get away with this.

I can't forget the way Seifer stood there looking at me. He's usually always so strong, was it that sudden, that he wasn't able to fight back? I wanted to run up to him, grab his hand, and escape, to the place I mentioned last night. There...I could dry up the blood on his face, and kiss the pain away. Why did I have to be held back? Of all the things to be taken apart, why did it have to be him and me?

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Closing the book, I rested my face in my hands and silently cried. I've been crying a lot lately. I thought of the night I let him into my life, and how I watched him cry. I thought of how he insisted on letting him feed me, and helping me out when I choked. I thought of how his arms, which usually protected me, stopped working for him last night.

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"I want to love, but it comes out wrong. I want to live but I don't belong." -The Smithereens

Notes: How's it going? Things could be a bit better for me. I have a major headache, and my legs hurt. I have no idea where this hurt came from.

But...I'll still smile, and hold my head up high, because your reviews have made the pain subside for the fewest, most important seconds! Way to go! *Tries jumping up* Ow! -_-;

I think I'll just sit here, and quietly begin chapter 19. Tootles!