'Why did you leave? Am I just another one of your girls, who you can find time to full around with and leave?' Quistis let the thoughts swirl within her mind, as she licked her chapped lips.
She hadn't known exactly how long it had been, maybe only a couple minutes. But those minutes had seemed like an eternity. A tragic moment in one's life....in her life. She slowly turned towards the door, when there was a sudden knocking.
With Rinoa's voice echoing at the other end, "Quistis! Quistis, aren't you going to come down for breakfast?" She slowly sat up, leaning against the frame, as she brushed her entangled blonde locks from her face.
"I'm not hungry," she called out, across the room, that was disorganized, not at all like Quistis. She quickly held on tightly to her body, shivering from a sudden thought. She had gotten dressed, except for the fact that she hadn't at all looked like herself and somehow seemed to have cried for a long period of time.
"WELL, I suggest you do," Rinoa piped up again. Quistis sat patiently, letting her words seep through, "Irvine told me to come call you.." Quistis' eyes suddenly glanced up, as she felt her heart beat harder with every second. She quickly walked over to the door, pulling it open.
"I said I'm not hungry," she said, with rudeness. Rinoa's eyes widened a bit, as she stared at her friend, who was completely disoriented.
"What's wrong?" she questioned, pushing at the door. Quistis walked back, collapsing onto the bed, as Rinoa shutted the door, a concerned look upon her face, as she seated beside her.
"...I don't know....I don't know!" Quistis called out, covering her eyes with her hands, as she laid helplessly on her back. Rinoa stared at her friend, without a word. She gently placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Tell me," she uttered, as Quistis slowly sat up.
She stared at her, her blue eyes filled with tears, "Rinoa...it's just that...that.." Before she had a chance to finish, continuos tears streamed down her cheeks.
"It's okay, it's okay," Rinoa replied, wrapping her arms around her friend.
Quistis gently pressed her face against her shoulder, "No, it isn't. It's not okay....what I did....what I did...is probably my biggest mistake...."
"YOU WHAT!?!?!" Squall, Zell and Selphie shouted out at once, staring at Irvine, who sat with the brim of his hat covering his eyes, that laid on the floor of the cafeteria.
"I don't know.......it just happened," he uttered.
"Things like that don't 'just happen', okay, Irvine!" Selphie scolded, sitting back down, as she stared bitterly at him. Zell took in a deep breath.
"I was drunk...," Irvine began. Selphie quickly stood back up, causing him to look at her.
"That's no EXCUSE! You know what a girl thinks when a guy walks out on her the next morning?!?!?!" Squall quickly grabbed Selphie's shoulder, gripping them tightly.
"Calm down, Selphie...," he uttered, making her turn around. She then quickly continued to pace back and fourth, behind them.
Zell let out a laugh, "You must know, Selphe." She shot him a dirty look, making him look away.
"I don't know, kay...I don't know!" Irvine yelled out, causing attention on the four of them. Selphie quickly walked back to him, but was held back by Squall, once again.
"That's all guys could say! Do you ever think about how she feels!?!?! How hurt she is, right now!!?!?" she continued, as she sat back down. Zell sighed, pulling a chair beside Irvine.
"You just have to talk to her, ya know? Just tell her how you feel," he uttered.
Irvine shook his head, "But I don't know how I feel, I don't even know...."
"Do you love her?" Squall intruded out of no where.
He quickly looked up, surprised, "What?"
"Do you love her?" he repeated, his arms at his waist.
Irvine took in a deep breath, leaning back against the chair, as he placed both hands over his face, "I don't know....damn! I need time, all right!?! But sure I know she's different, she's different from any girl I've known. But I don't know if I love her..."
Selphie sighed, "Then why did you leave?" her voice softened, as it laid steady. Irvine's gaze slowly adjusted on the petite young woman, who had cared so much about her friend.
"I.....," he began, murmuring, "I was scared....I thought I hurted her.....I didn't know she was willing...." Zell placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.
"Don't worry, man," he began, "We'll be there for you 100%."
Selphie smiled, "Nope....110%!!!" Squall sat down as a smile soon found it's way to his face.
Rinoa walked over to Quistis, who sat at the table, a cup of coffee in her hand, as she sat staring off into space. She smiled, as she sat down beside her friend.
"Are you feeling okay?" she uttered. Quistis quickly glanced up, as if that were the first thing she had heard all day.
She smiled, looking back down, "Yeah....thanks."
Rinoa gently placed a hand on Quistis', "Don't worry, you'll feel a lot better, in a while. Just don't think so much. It's not attractive."
She looked up, a soft smile upon her pale face, "Okay..."
"Do you want to be by yourself?" she asked, sitting back. Quistis glanced up, her blue eyes shining dimly, as she shook her head. Rinoa turned over into the other direction, when she noticed Zell and Irvine walking their way. She inhaled deeply, as she knew something was bound to happen.
"Hey," Zell muttered, forcing a grin. But to his surprise, Quistis hadn't looked up, instead Rinoa returned a warm smile. Irvine stood behind him, with a stern look upon his face, as he glanced around the cafeteria.
Quistis' eyes slowly focused on him, as she soon turned away, "Rinoa, I'm feeling a bit naucious." Irvine's eyes suddenly turned serious, but he stayed quiet, as Zell sat down, as so did he.
"So what are you girls doin'?" he questioned, with a smile as he smelled the coming scent of hot dogs.
Rinoa smiled, "Oh, we're just talking, that's all." Irvine crossed his arms, slouching in his chair, as he glanced around the room, without any eye-contact. Rinoa glanced up at him, then to Quistis, who had practically the same look on her face.
"Say somethin'!" Zell hissed, at his friend. Irvine gave him an annoyed look, then turned to Quistis.
"Cheer up, eh?" he said, his dark blue eyes, staring directly at her. Quistis took a deep breath, as she looked at him.
"Do you feel happy when you talk to me that way?" she questioned, coldly, as she stirred her coffee.
"Sure, I feel happy anytime I talk to you! Why the hell are you always startin' shit with me, anyway?!?" he replied, much harsher than he had meant to. Quistis' eyes burned with anger, as she sat up straight.
"Oh, right," she began, "And do you always feel that way when you're with all those women you leave every one night?"
Irvine cocked his head, "Is it just me, or do you always talk to the guys you sleep with that way?" Quistis' eyes nearly bulged open, when she then quickly and loudly slammed down her coffee, making it spill onto the table.
Her blue eyes fill with rage, as she stood before him, "Don't think you could talk to me that way. Your other girlfriends might like it, but I surely don't! And what the hell are you implying I am, anyways?!?!?" Rinoa quickly hitted Irvine on the arm, making him turn to her, looking like he was about to pounce.
He immediately stood up, "If you could talk to me that way, what makes you think I can't talk to you that way?!?" Quistis stared hard at him.
"You wanna know why? Do you really wanna know why?" she questioned, her voice harsh. When she then suddenly splashed her cup of coffee at his face, "That's why." And with that Quistis immediately walked off, Rinoa following after her. Irvine stood still for a brief moment, as he felt the hot coffee soak into his shirt, and how he had noticed the people around them staring.
Zell stood beside him, confused, "Do you still want to go after her?" Irvine turned to him, slowly. Then grunted, as he grabbed what was left of the coffee and poured it onto Zell's face. With that, he quickly made his way out the cafeteria, muttering something beneath his breath.