Whisper by Evanescence
Requel pulled away from the kiss. What was she doing? She had just found a life that she had abandoned for weeks and she had no right belonging in the life she had created in the meantime, That included Logan.
"What's the matter?" Requel just pulled away from his grasp and turned to the window, saying and showing nothing.
She couldn't stay. She had to go back to her own life. She had to leave.
"Requel," Logan persisted, grabbing her elbow, which she moved away from him. "What did he do to you?" Requel signed 'my mother and father' then pointed out the window to the parking lot. "Oh, now you know sign language," Logan said. Requel smacked her hands together. "Your parents were in the crash?" She shook her head. She let her hand waver above the other, then smacked them together again. "He killed the, didn't he?"
Requel faced the window again. At least he had something. It may not have been everything but it would take hours to make him understand what was actually going on in her head.
Logan headed to the door. "Come on, Requel. You have to tell the others. They think you were in some cult. They don't know you're family was involved." Requel didn't respond. "I know you just found this out now but you have to deal with it. You have to act, not wallow in it. It's not like you." He had no idea, she thought bitterly. The pressure of the images felt physical and she had to concentrate to get it off her chest so she could breathe.
"Angel." Requel turned her head slightly at the command, only showing a side of her face. It was just pain, she thought. She could get over it, not matter its size and how many things it incorporated. Still, she needed more time to go through her new memories. She would stay in the room alone tonight.
Requel pulled away from the kiss. What was she doing? She had just found a life that she had abandoned for weeks and she had no right belonging in the life she had created in the meantime, That included Logan.
"What's the matter?" Requel just pulled away from his grasp and turned to the window, saying and showing nothing.
She couldn't stay. She had to go back to her own life. She had to leave.
"Requel," Logan persisted, grabbing her elbow, which she moved away from him. "What did he do to you?" Requel signed 'my mother and father' then pointed out the window to the parking lot. "Oh, now you know sign language," Logan said. Requel smacked her hands together. "Your parents were in the crash?" She shook her head. She let her hand waver above the other, then smacked them together again. "He killed the, didn't he?"
Requel faced the window again. At least he had something. It may not have been everything but it would take hours to make him understand what was actually going on in her head.
Logan headed to the door. "Come on, Requel. You have to tell the others. They think you were in some cult. They don't know you're family was involved." Requel didn't respond. "I know you just found this out now but you have to deal with it. You have to act, not wallow in it. It's not like you." He had no idea, she thought bitterly. The pressure of the images felt physical and she had to concentrate to get it off her chest so she could breathe.
"Angel." Requel turned her head slightly at the command, only showing a side of her face. It was just pain, she thought. She could get over it, not matter its size and how many things it incorporated. Still, she needed more time to go through her new memories. She would stay in the room alone tonight.