Trying to Cheat Fate.
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
I know I haven't updated in a very long time, but I recently printed all 32 pages of this fiction and read over them, which told me, "hey, you need to finish this, damnit!" so, here I am, writing.
I forgot what I was going to do for chapter 13, but no worries, it'll be okay.
No flames, I hate them, they'll burn.. and I don't own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters.. Here we go, back on track with the fiction.
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Chapter Thirteen: Midnight's Walk. (I)
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She quietly bit at the index finger's nail of her right hand, her whole body trembling softly. She whimpered lightly as she felt part of the nail pull apart from the skin, exposing blood at the tip of her finger, while some seeped down beneath the nail.
She wished that he had his arm around her, considering it would of made it seem impossible to get out of bed and go for the knife, but she wasn't. She had made that promise not to cut herself, and she intended to keep it. But why was it so hard that she had to lay in the pitch black and bite her nails to keep herself from getting out and cutting herself.
Tears began to come again, silently streaming down her cheeks. She hated this. Hated it, hated it! Cutting was like a drug now, she was addicted, even if the more recent time it had hurt her. She needed it, but the promise she had made was binding her.
"Meiling?" She heard his voice quietly rise up above the silence. She was now trembling uncontrollably, quietly gasping for air, breathing shaky. She knew he could hear her, and that had been the reason why the light was turned on.
Meiling had been laying on her side, her body curled lightly. "I can't do this," she finally forced the words out of her mouth, her voice shaking. She shook her head, shutting her eyes and biting her bottom lip. "It's too hard, Syaoran, I just--"
"Stop it. Calm down, Meiling." He took a seat at the edge of the bed, looking at her finger, which was bleeding and slowl dripping onto the sheets. He sighed and gently pulled her to her feet and began to lead her out of the room and to the kitchen.
"I've got an idea." He smiled, washing the cut under watch and pulled out a bandaide and wrapping it around her finger. He let go and hugged her around the waist, trying to calm her. She embraced him back crying on his shoulder. "It's midnight, but you want to go outside for a walk? It'd could clear your mind, we could talk about it."
She shut her eyes and nodded slightly into his shoulder. He smiled and loosened his grip on her, and walked with her over to the front door were they're slippers laid. They both quietly slipped them on and Syaoran went back and grabbed the keys to the house.
"It's not cold out, I'm sure. Probably quiet nice, I don't think you need a coat or anything." She nodded and whiped her eyes while he opened the door for her (They both had been dressed decently. Pants and shirt on both.), him following behind her and shutting it. The street lights had still been on and the whole street, the whole town, seemed to be calm at the moment.
"I'm sorry," Meiling said quietly as Syaoran slipped an arm around her waist, him standing on the right side of her, the inside of his hand placed against her left hand, lacing his fingers in hers. He nodded in understanding while Meiling sighed and stared silently at the ground as the two made their walk.
He paused, trying to find the words. He knew he had to be understanding with her, but to tell the turth he was having trouble making her stop. "As long as you didn't cut yourself, don't be sorry. I think I'd rather talk this out with you then to leave you crying and shaking all night and bitting her nails 'til they bleed."
"You must think I'm a pyscho, and should be in a loony bin."
"No," his voice trailed off.
"Crazy Meiling," she chuckled lightly to herself. "Can't handle the fact that she's pregnant."
"Stop--"
"Cut herself over it -- kill herself and her baby. Stupid girl."
"Mei--"
"Stupid, stupid, stupid." She cackled lightly, and continued to repeat things as if she wasn't even there, as if she was talking about someone else named Meiling. "Stupid bitch, can't even realize the truth--"
"HEY -- stop it! MEILING!" Syaoran shook her slightly, stopping himself and her. He stared at her, eyes full of concern. He must be dreaming right? Meiling was loosing it.
"She thinks she can just cheat her damn fate, the stupid girl." She looked up at him, her eyes watering with tears. He wasn't listening to what he was saying. A little annoyed he gripped her left hand tight and dug his nails slightly into her palm. She stopped talking instantly, and he loosened the grip immediately.
"Sorry, you were getting hyst--"
"Hey! Do it again, it felt good. A little weak, but--" He dropped her hand from hers and turned so he had now been infront of her. He fixed his eyes on hers, and set his hands on her shoulders and squeezed gently. He shook his head, looking down for a moment and let out a quiet and short sigh.
She watched him, tears still streaming down her eyes, leaving them faded pink and glistening softly with tears. "Just listen to me for a second, okay, Meiling?" He paused for a long moment, and finally looked back at her. "Stop calling yourself stupid, things like this happen to everyone some part in their lives. I mean, I can't say I understand how much you're going through because I know for a fact this is hard for you, but I'm trying to help you with what you're going through.
"It's okay that you're struggling with the whole cutting situation, but don't start talking bad about yourself because of it. Some people would make a promise and then break it just so people will leave them alone." He paused, bit his bottom lip for the shortest momet. "But you're different, and when you promise something, I know that you mean it. You're going to stop, and if you need someone to help you along the way, then you talk to me, Eriol as well.
"Just believe that this'll be fine in the end. No matter if you chose to give the baby away when it's born, or to keep it as ours.. It'll be okay, just don't kill yourself and it over this. You're a strong girl, you've been strong since forever, and something like this can't stop you.."
He hugged her. "So, lets go home, okay? No use standing outside at midnight. We both need some sleep."
"You're right.."
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After Note:
I have weird habits with cutting chapters short.. Anyway, stay tuned for the next chapter.
By: Xiao
Author's Note:
I know I haven't updated in a very long time, but I recently printed all 32 pages of this fiction and read over them, which told me, "hey, you need to finish this, damnit!" so, here I am, writing.
I forgot what I was going to do for chapter 13, but no worries, it'll be okay.
No flames, I hate them, they'll burn.. and I don't own Card Captor Sakura, nor any of the characters.. Here we go, back on track with the fiction.
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Chapter Thirteen: Midnight's Walk. (I)
------
She quietly bit at the index finger's nail of her right hand, her whole body trembling softly. She whimpered lightly as she felt part of the nail pull apart from the skin, exposing blood at the tip of her finger, while some seeped down beneath the nail.
She wished that he had his arm around her, considering it would of made it seem impossible to get out of bed and go for the knife, but she wasn't. She had made that promise not to cut herself, and she intended to keep it. But why was it so hard that she had to lay in the pitch black and bite her nails to keep herself from getting out and cutting herself.
Tears began to come again, silently streaming down her cheeks. She hated this. Hated it, hated it! Cutting was like a drug now, she was addicted, even if the more recent time it had hurt her. She needed it, but the promise she had made was binding her.
"Meiling?" She heard his voice quietly rise up above the silence. She was now trembling uncontrollably, quietly gasping for air, breathing shaky. She knew he could hear her, and that had been the reason why the light was turned on.
Meiling had been laying on her side, her body curled lightly. "I can't do this," she finally forced the words out of her mouth, her voice shaking. She shook her head, shutting her eyes and biting her bottom lip. "It's too hard, Syaoran, I just--"
"Stop it. Calm down, Meiling." He took a seat at the edge of the bed, looking at her finger, which was bleeding and slowl dripping onto the sheets. He sighed and gently pulled her to her feet and began to lead her out of the room and to the kitchen.
"I've got an idea." He smiled, washing the cut under watch and pulled out a bandaide and wrapping it around her finger. He let go and hugged her around the waist, trying to calm her. She embraced him back crying on his shoulder. "It's midnight, but you want to go outside for a walk? It'd could clear your mind, we could talk about it."
She shut her eyes and nodded slightly into his shoulder. He smiled and loosened his grip on her, and walked with her over to the front door were they're slippers laid. They both quietly slipped them on and Syaoran went back and grabbed the keys to the house.
"It's not cold out, I'm sure. Probably quiet nice, I don't think you need a coat or anything." She nodded and whiped her eyes while he opened the door for her (They both had been dressed decently. Pants and shirt on both.), him following behind her and shutting it. The street lights had still been on and the whole street, the whole town, seemed to be calm at the moment.
"I'm sorry," Meiling said quietly as Syaoran slipped an arm around her waist, him standing on the right side of her, the inside of his hand placed against her left hand, lacing his fingers in hers. He nodded in understanding while Meiling sighed and stared silently at the ground as the two made their walk.
He paused, trying to find the words. He knew he had to be understanding with her, but to tell the turth he was having trouble making her stop. "As long as you didn't cut yourself, don't be sorry. I think I'd rather talk this out with you then to leave you crying and shaking all night and bitting her nails 'til they bleed."
"You must think I'm a pyscho, and should be in a loony bin."
"No," his voice trailed off.
"Crazy Meiling," she chuckled lightly to herself. "Can't handle the fact that she's pregnant."
"Stop--"
"Cut herself over it -- kill herself and her baby. Stupid girl."
"Mei--"
"Stupid, stupid, stupid." She cackled lightly, and continued to repeat things as if she wasn't even there, as if she was talking about someone else named Meiling. "Stupid bitch, can't even realize the truth--"
"HEY -- stop it! MEILING!" Syaoran shook her slightly, stopping himself and her. He stared at her, eyes full of concern. He must be dreaming right? Meiling was loosing it.
"She thinks she can just cheat her damn fate, the stupid girl." She looked up at him, her eyes watering with tears. He wasn't listening to what he was saying. A little annoyed he gripped her left hand tight and dug his nails slightly into her palm. She stopped talking instantly, and he loosened the grip immediately.
"Sorry, you were getting hyst--"
"Hey! Do it again, it felt good. A little weak, but--" He dropped her hand from hers and turned so he had now been infront of her. He fixed his eyes on hers, and set his hands on her shoulders and squeezed gently. He shook his head, looking down for a moment and let out a quiet and short sigh.
She watched him, tears still streaming down her eyes, leaving them faded pink and glistening softly with tears. "Just listen to me for a second, okay, Meiling?" He paused for a long moment, and finally looked back at her. "Stop calling yourself stupid, things like this happen to everyone some part in their lives. I mean, I can't say I understand how much you're going through because I know for a fact this is hard for you, but I'm trying to help you with what you're going through.
"It's okay that you're struggling with the whole cutting situation, but don't start talking bad about yourself because of it. Some people would make a promise and then break it just so people will leave them alone." He paused, bit his bottom lip for the shortest momet. "But you're different, and when you promise something, I know that you mean it. You're going to stop, and if you need someone to help you along the way, then you talk to me, Eriol as well.
"Just believe that this'll be fine in the end. No matter if you chose to give the baby away when it's born, or to keep it as ours.. It'll be okay, just don't kill yourself and it over this. You're a strong girl, you've been strong since forever, and something like this can't stop you.."
He hugged her. "So, lets go home, okay? No use standing outside at midnight. We both need some sleep."
"You're right.."
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After Note:
I have weird habits with cutting chapters short.. Anyway, stay tuned for the next chapter.