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Betrayed Secrets
Zell felt happy today. It was for no reason, but it seemed like a brighter day.
"Hey Quisty!"
Qusitis joined him at his table in the cafeteria, and starred at his pyramid of hotdogs. "They let you have that many hotdogs?"
"Of course! I'm their best customer," Zell grinned. "So how's Squall?"
"...Silent....Cold....Mean...." She listed off her fingers, and gave a deep sigh.
"Aw man! That doesn't sound to good." Zell stuffed a hot dog into his mouth. "...Do you really think Rinoa would do such a thing?" He said in a lower voice.
Quistis was silent for a while, holding her cup of orange juice infront of her mouth. "...I'm not sure..."
"Oh come on! It's Rinoa we're talking about! We know her the best, including Selphie and everyone of course."
"Yes... I guess that's true." Quistis looked up at the ceiling in deep thought.
"I know Rinoa pretty well, and I could never imagine her ya know doing it with Seifer." Quistis nodded to Zell's statement.
"I agree on that..."
"On what?!" Selphie landed into a seat beside Zell. "What are you guys talking about?"
"Rinoa."
"...oh..." Selphie frowned a bit. "Is Squall ok?"
"Not really..."
"We were talking about if Rinoa would really do such a thing." Zell looked down at his hot dogs, and for once, he seemed to have lost his appetite. "Do you think there's some explanation to this?"
"Whoa Zell, you're in a weird mood today! You're into long words eh?" Selphie giggled as Zell looked insulted. "I'm only joking!!"
"Maybe there is a explanation to this."
Zell sighed, and felt his day was
turning into a confusing mess.
Squall began working again, which was good news to other people in Garden, but it was odd news to his friends. But he couldn't concentrate.
Where did my pen go? He
opened his top drawer, and fumbled around in it. He felt a loose piece
of stiff paper. He pulled it out, and noticed that it wasn't a piece of
paper.
It was a photo of Rinoa and Angelo
sitting on a bench. She was smiling brightly, and Angelo... well, you could
say that he was also smiling to.
Squall starred at the picture for a moment, then felt the anger rising once again.
Bitch, whore, get out of my life!!!
Why do you appear everywhere?! He reached for the lighter that
was in his drawer, and lighted the left hand corner of the photo.
He watched it burn, and slowly curl
up. He watched the photo burn into pieces, he watched his Rinoa burn, and
he watched his heart burn into pieces.
The girl awoke slowly. She felt dizzy,
and she couldn't remember what had happened last night. She glanced at
the pile of her clothes on the floor. Maybe she did know what happened,
and she cried silently.
She felt like a ragged doll. All old
and used up and worn.
She stood up, and winced at the pain
in her left leg. There was a fresh new cut there, adding to her collection
of cuts. She gathered her clothes, and walked into the washroom.
The shower didn't help much. She still
felt dirty, and sick in her stomach. She looked at her horrid reflection
with the tangled masses of hair that use to be straight and a shiny raven
black. It was dull now, the shine had disappeared.
Her eyes were tired, and heavy bags
showed. Her eyes seemed hollow, and drained out. Around it was a puffy
red circle, she rubbed her eyes slowly. It was sore from crying.
Her face was paler than ever. But
now, she didn't care about her looks anymore. What was the use of beauty
for her now? She was nothing but a ragged doll, unloved, but used for amusement.
I am weak! I hate myself for that.
I am sorcerress, a sorceress that doens't even know how to use her own
powers! She was angry at herself. I don't even know how to
get my powers to work... I'm pathetic...
"Rinoa, you're pathetic!" The man came into the washroom, and looked down at the sobbing form.
She laughed, and the man starred at her as if she was crazy.
"You know what Seifer? That's the first thing I've heard from you that is actually senseable." She got up, and wiped away her tears. "You should stop bugging me Seifer. I have nothing left for you."
Seifer laughed, and it was Rinoa's turn to stare at him. "Of course you have nothing to get that is worth something. But, you are something I have. Something that Squall doesn't have. And that just makes me happy!" He laughed again.
"You're crazy Seifer Almasy!"
He grabbed her by her wrist, and yanked her infront of him. "I dont' care if I'm crazy. At least I am strong, unlike you. You are weak Rinoa."
He let go of her, and she fell onto
the tiled floor. She felt defeated, but at the same time, she felt that
Seifer was right.
She slowly stood up, her feet wobling.
"I'm going out, and you better not try to leave. You know what I can do Rinoa." She heard him laughing all the way down the hall.
She reached for a long black coat
on the coat hanger. She needed clothing that covered her arms and legs,
so her cuts wouldn't show. She didn't care who the coat belonged to.
She slipped on long black pants, and tried to brush out her hair. But it was to tangled to care to, so she left it tangled.
I'm going to run away from this
dreaded place. I will make it out of here. Rinoa
took a last look at her reflection. There was no way she could hide the
cuts and bruises on her face.
She stepped out in the dimly lighted
hallway. But what will happen to Squall? She remembered Seifer's
threat. If she left, he would hurt Squall. No, Squall will be ok...
he has to be. He can fight, and he has friends to help him fight. He will
make it... Seifer won't be able to hurt him.... She ran down the hallway,
refusing to think of anything.
Author's note: Erm, so do you like
it so far? I think my writer's block is coming back >. Well please
read and review, thank you ;)
