Quistis sat at her mantel, as she watched the moonlight dim away, slowly but surely. She gently ran her fingers through her thick blonde hair, as she stared, lingering outside her window. The cool air gently finding their way to her pale features. She had almost felt like telling him at that very instant. But something held her back.
Maybe he had already knew, or maybe it was all in fun. Fun, the word softly played it's role in Quistis' head. Repeating over and over again. As if there were no end. No end to even anything at that very moment. Quistis quickly turned to the door, startled. As she heard a loud banging.
It couldn't have possibly been any of her friends, they had all somehow settled down for drinks and dancing after a couple hours of complete hazardous. Selphie had somehow managed to take a couple down all though, she said she had never gone down with it. She had done a pretty good job, for a first timer.
Quistis slowly stood up, walking to the door, as she pulled it open, "Irvine?"
He stood still, staring back at her for what seemed like an eternity. His dark blue eyes laid focused on her every feature.
"Irvine...what are you doing here?" she managed to choke out, staring at him hard. His features weren't as they were before. They were tight, filled with anger in his eyes. Not at all the Irvine that Quistis knew.
"Are you okay?" she uttered, only to receed back, as he pushed his way in. Irvine stopped turning back to her with a wide grin.
"Perfectly fine," he replied, a harsh tone in his voice. Quistis' eyes moved crazily around the room, as she leaned back against her door, staring at him, as he walked over to her mantel. For some odd reason, she suddenly felt her heart beating faster with every second that he was there.
He slowly turned back to her, shifting into her direction, "You know how beautiful you look right now..." he uttered, bringing his hands gently to her face. Quistis then realized that he had been drinking, by the smell of his breath. She gently backed away, nervously.
Irvine smiled, "What are you so afraid of? I'm still the same person." She forced a smile, as she felt his hands reach for her, but instead landed on the knob, as he slowly locked it. Quistis held herself back, fear within her.
"Irvine....I think you should leave....you'll find a better time to talk to me," she uttered, nearly a choked whisper. he smiled, backing away.
"you don't understand, do you? I don't care what condition I'm in. don't you already know how I feel?" Irvine uttered, staring down at the floor, dark shadows covering his eyes. He quickly looked up, halfway.
"Quistis, I want you....."
She stood there, leaning against the door, taking deep breaths, as the word made its way to her mind, repeating itself, "Irvine........" Before she had realized it, Quistis suddenly felt his body pinned up against hers, his warm lips pressing against her very own. Something had felt completely wrong, but Quistis was too confused to even realize it, as she felt the taste of wine enter her mouth.
She returned his kisses, that soon softened. Somehow, she felt his body leering over hers, as her back pressed down against the bed. She had tried to choke out words, but his body laid over hers, taking her every breath.
"....Irvine......," Quistis murmured, pulling away. His eyes stared down at her, boyishly. But had not at all seemed like him. "We can't.....we can't do this."
He just stared down at her, she had seemed so beautiful with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Irvine gently pressed his lips against hers, as one thing led to another.
He sat on the bed, only half dressed, with his burgundy pants, as he stared out towards the wind that gently blew against the white curtains. What had happened had seemed so distant. Irvine hadn't at all realized what he had done, until the next morning. When he woke up to a figure beside him, curled up in the soft white sheets.
The room had somehow shifted, as he came to see that it wasn't his very own. What have I done?? Done to Quistis.....Irvine's expression laid emotionless, as he sat on the edge of the bed, his hands pressed onto it. He slowly turned around, to look at her, she was turned into the other direction, only the sheets covering her tiny body.
Irvine then let the words seep in, he hadn't realized anything. And now he had hurted someone whom he had actually cared about. Someone, he had grown to like even more than anyone. And in just one night, he had known all that had been washed away. All by his pathetic needs, by a man who hadn't been sober enough to realize anything.
He turned away, pressing his face into his hands. Irvine quickly stood up, as he grabbed for his vest, pulling it on along with his gloves. He slowly made his way to the opposite side of the bed, grabbing his coat, as he threw it over one shoulder. With one last look, he walked out the door. Quistis quickly opened her eyes, for she had been awake the whole time. She slowly sat up, holding the sheets against her body, as she stared down at it, her eyes suddenly becoming a blur, as the tears streamed down her face.
"Irvine!" Rinoa yelled out, coming up from behind him, as he dropped his dorm keys on the floor, surprised, "Hey, why so worried? What have you been up to?"
"Who said I've been up to anything?" he uttered, returning to unlocking his room. Rinoa's expression turned into confusion.
"You had fun last night?" she questioned, with a smile. He quickly swung around, his blue eyes turning cold.
"What the hell are you talkin' about??" he demanded shrilly.
"HUH? why are you being so paranoid? I just heard from Zell, that you went out last night," Rinoa replied, her hands on her hips.
"Oh....yea...well.....," he uttered, managing to open the door, he forced a crooked smile, as he held onto his coat, "Well........."
"hey, you don't have to tell me," Rinoa smiled, "All I wanted to tell you was that breakfast is ready, and we're all waiting for you and Quistis."
Irvine smiled, "Ummm, yea. I'm not that hungry....just go on without me...."
"Okay...," Rinoa sighed, as she started down the corridor.
Irvine then called out, stopping her, "Ay, don't forget Quistis." Rinoa turned around, surprised, as she wore a pleased grin on her face. She then started down the hall towards Quistis' dorm.
A good place to end huh??? Hehehe, o well, should I continue? or are you guys sick of my story yet???
Maybe he had already knew, or maybe it was all in fun. Fun, the word softly played it's role in Quistis' head. Repeating over and over again. As if there were no end. No end to even anything at that very moment. Quistis quickly turned to the door, startled. As she heard a loud banging.
It couldn't have possibly been any of her friends, they had all somehow settled down for drinks and dancing after a couple hours of complete hazardous. Selphie had somehow managed to take a couple down all though, she said she had never gone down with it. She had done a pretty good job, for a first timer.
Quistis slowly stood up, walking to the door, as she pulled it open, "Irvine?"
He stood still, staring back at her for what seemed like an eternity. His dark blue eyes laid focused on her every feature.
"Irvine...what are you doing here?" she managed to choke out, staring at him hard. His features weren't as they were before. They were tight, filled with anger in his eyes. Not at all the Irvine that Quistis knew.
"Are you okay?" she uttered, only to receed back, as he pushed his way in. Irvine stopped turning back to her with a wide grin.
"Perfectly fine," he replied, a harsh tone in his voice. Quistis' eyes moved crazily around the room, as she leaned back against her door, staring at him, as he walked over to her mantel. For some odd reason, she suddenly felt her heart beating faster with every second that he was there.
He slowly turned back to her, shifting into her direction, "You know how beautiful you look right now..." he uttered, bringing his hands gently to her face. Quistis then realized that he had been drinking, by the smell of his breath. She gently backed away, nervously.
Irvine smiled, "What are you so afraid of? I'm still the same person." She forced a smile, as she felt his hands reach for her, but instead landed on the knob, as he slowly locked it. Quistis held herself back, fear within her.
"Irvine....I think you should leave....you'll find a better time to talk to me," she uttered, nearly a choked whisper. he smiled, backing away.
"you don't understand, do you? I don't care what condition I'm in. don't you already know how I feel?" Irvine uttered, staring down at the floor, dark shadows covering his eyes. He quickly looked up, halfway.
"Quistis, I want you....."
She stood there, leaning against the door, taking deep breaths, as the word made its way to her mind, repeating itself, "Irvine........" Before she had realized it, Quistis suddenly felt his body pinned up against hers, his warm lips pressing against her very own. Something had felt completely wrong, but Quistis was too confused to even realize it, as she felt the taste of wine enter her mouth.
She returned his kisses, that soon softened. Somehow, she felt his body leering over hers, as her back pressed down against the bed. She had tried to choke out words, but his body laid over hers, taking her every breath.
"....Irvine......," Quistis murmured, pulling away. His eyes stared down at her, boyishly. But had not at all seemed like him. "We can't.....we can't do this."
He just stared down at her, she had seemed so beautiful with her blonde hair and blue eyes. Irvine gently pressed his lips against hers, as one thing led to another.
He sat on the bed, only half dressed, with his burgundy pants, as he stared out towards the wind that gently blew against the white curtains. What had happened had seemed so distant. Irvine hadn't at all realized what he had done, until the next morning. When he woke up to a figure beside him, curled up in the soft white sheets.
The room had somehow shifted, as he came to see that it wasn't his very own. What have I done?? Done to Quistis.....Irvine's expression laid emotionless, as he sat on the edge of the bed, his hands pressed onto it. He slowly turned around, to look at her, she was turned into the other direction, only the sheets covering her tiny body.
Irvine then let the words seep in, he hadn't realized anything. And now he had hurted someone whom he had actually cared about. Someone, he had grown to like even more than anyone. And in just one night, he had known all that had been washed away. All by his pathetic needs, by a man who hadn't been sober enough to realize anything.
He turned away, pressing his face into his hands. Irvine quickly stood up, as he grabbed for his vest, pulling it on along with his gloves. He slowly made his way to the opposite side of the bed, grabbing his coat, as he threw it over one shoulder. With one last look, he walked out the door. Quistis quickly opened her eyes, for she had been awake the whole time. She slowly sat up, holding the sheets against her body, as she stared down at it, her eyes suddenly becoming a blur, as the tears streamed down her face.
"Irvine!" Rinoa yelled out, coming up from behind him, as he dropped his dorm keys on the floor, surprised, "Hey, why so worried? What have you been up to?"
"Who said I've been up to anything?" he uttered, returning to unlocking his room. Rinoa's expression turned into confusion.
"You had fun last night?" she questioned, with a smile. He quickly swung around, his blue eyes turning cold.
"What the hell are you talkin' about??" he demanded shrilly.
"HUH? why are you being so paranoid? I just heard from Zell, that you went out last night," Rinoa replied, her hands on her hips.
"Oh....yea...well.....," he uttered, managing to open the door, he forced a crooked smile, as he held onto his coat, "Well........."
"hey, you don't have to tell me," Rinoa smiled, "All I wanted to tell you was that breakfast is ready, and we're all waiting for you and Quistis."
Irvine smiled, "Ummm, yea. I'm not that hungry....just go on without me...."
"Okay...," Rinoa sighed, as she started down the corridor.
Irvine then called out, stopping her, "Ay, don't forget Quistis." Rinoa turned around, surprised, as she wore a pleased grin on her face. She then started down the hall towards Quistis' dorm.
A good place to end huh??? Hehehe, o well, should I continue? or are you guys sick of my story yet???