'Love. What a fickle thing that is. Loves suppose to be returned, to
be shared, to be warm and inviting. These are just the cliché bits, they
don't tell you about the hurt. They don't tell you about people like me
who fall hard for someone, only to be turned the cold shoulder. 'Go talk
to a wall', I laugh when I repeat this phrase. Maybe it's because I'm over
it. Perhaps it is pure insanity and procrastination taking me further and
further from the truth,' Quitis shifted slightly as the tears began to
swell up in her eyes, she laughed gently, as if to ward off the loneliness
which was rotting through her bones, destroying her center. She took the
pen back to the paper, to vent, 'Do not get me wrong, for I have seen love
work fairly. Zell and his library girl, Lena; Fuijin and Raijin (although
at times I find myself doubting their self expression through violence
toward one another); Selphie and Irvine; Cid and Edea. Their all beautiful
together, perfect. It simply the tattered ones which make me feel like
Hyne has betrayed us all.
'For this I place the example of Squall and Rinoa up. I am not saying this simply to be bitter, although that catches up with me many times, but to speak the truth. A year and a half ago their romance began, during the battle with Ultemecia. Half a year later they were married. I knew something was wrong soon after, when their bickering began. Young love, I bow before you, you sure have the power to fuck things up. Squall was eventually kicked out of the home they built in Centra for weeks at a time.
'I'm ashamed of what happened then, for I was the one he ran to. I should have denied him. This was the same Squall who had told me to deny love, I knew somewhere inside my feeble heart he was using me. I was steadily there, always ready to comfort, console, and in all means replace his wife. I always denied that he would leave after that week or so, leave a quick jotted note saying something along the lines of 'we both know this isn't right' and leave me to wait for the next bout in their marriage,' Quitis laughed again, now becoming more certain she was being driven to insanity. She laughed at her stupidity, her immaturity, her fake maturity most of all her denial.
She told herself to keep writing, this was all she could do now, write, 'Then it all collapsed, I was found out. Somehow I got the brunt of the blame. I will forever remember the stinging slap Rinoa delivered to me at their first year anniversary dance.It was only last night'
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Selphie bounded up to Quitis, bounded being the ideal word to use. As usual a fresh smile plastered on her face, "Isn't it fantastic!" She flipped her hand and waved it in a circle to get Quitis to notice the decorations.
Everything was covered in rich brown and gold draping, slightly ruffled and piled at the floor. The ceiling was hung with what seemed like a billion white lights. What drew Quitis' attention most was the stage. It was nothing more then pre-fabricated set of plastic blocks, but it had been covered in beautiful sparkling gold vinyl material. The 3 foot sides covered in gauzy white fabric, letting the gold show through. A long table covered in white linen was perched back of the stage. It was fantastic, just like a dream. She scanned the room and noticed tables lining the dance floor. A banner, brown with gold writing hung above the stage, 'Happy Aniversary Squall and Rinoa' she squinted to see the small writing, 'best of luck on a long healthy life together'. She scoffed aloud.
"What, you think its too tacky?" Selphie's eyes widened and looked suddenly hurt. Quitis simply shook her head smiling and watched as Selphie bounded away.
She looked around the ballroom, tonight they would be celebrating a torn marriage. Of course she only knew of this. Mistress, that she was, it was held as some hierarchal rule to keep things quiet, no matter how excruciatingly painful they were. She sighed once again and turned slowly.
She had promised Selphie she'd stop buy to see the decorations, and now this was done. She had nothing much else left to do. She probed her mind for something to get her out of this falsely anticipant room. Training, yes, training. She needed to do it more, and with all the built up stress it seemed like the right thing to do.
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It had only taken her a couple minutes to make it to the training center, but after getting wrapped up in the slaughtering, Quitis noticed that there was an hours time ti'll the party began. 'Hyne, I can't not go, how suspicious would that be?' she mumbled racing down the corridor.
One second she was running, the next she was flat on her face. Noticing a throbbing pain in her palms Quitis sat up and looked directly into the face of the person she had fell over. It was Zell, she breathed a sigh of relief as he gently extended a hand towards her.
"Sorry Quitis, didn't see you coming," he looked at her with that ever-expression full face and pouted. She put on her best fake smile, taking his hand and ripping herself off the ground.
"I shouldn't have been running that fast and not watching where I was going," she stopped and looked Zell up and down, he was in a suit. She giggled, mostly at the prospect of how much nagging Lena must have forced upon him to wear the black suit, and a little because of how cute Zell looked. He always did have this really kid-ish charm, and in a suit it seemed all so much more prominent.
He frowned and sputtered, "Told Lena I looked silly." Quitis swear she saw him pout more prominently, it made her giggle again, but she held herself long enough to speak.
"Looks great Zell, you look cute," she sputtered before taking off quickly round the central fountain.
As she walked she heard Zell shout, "SEE YOU TONIGHT!". She didn't pause but gave him a wave of comprehension and continued on her way.
By the time she arrived in her room it was 6:21 pm, leaving her 39 minutes to get ready. She jumped into the shower and did the quickest shampoo and conditioner regime on the planet. She jumped out similar to how she had went in and began to go through the two outfits she had bought for tonight.
One was a fabulous black knee length dress with black gauzy arms floating down far past the hands. She had chosen several black chokers to accompany it's melancholy. This was what she called her mourning outfit. It was joke none but her and Squall would get, but it had more to do with how she felt.
The second dress was beautiful cream colored strapless vintage gown. The top of the gown is what drew her to it, it was bunched, starlet style. She had altered it so it fell above the knee and knew it would fit perfectly.
She was still slightly giddy from her encounter with Zell. Zell whom she had seemed to be seeing less and less of the past few months. Zell always did that, Selphie had energy, but Zell could expel energy upon others. She decided on the latter vintage gown. Maybe without her falling over Zell Quitis would still have this dress.
Quitis always had a flare for style, not obvious in her conservative everyday style, but she had the most fantastic clubbing and event wardrobe. She simply chose to hide it from all others. She pulled on the beautiful gown, laced 5 tiered strings of pearls round her neck and wrapped two creamed colored spiked heals round her feet. For makeup she simply lined her eyes in coal and applied deep red lipstick.
Finally she piled her hair loosely atop her head in curls, accenting kiss curls fell around her face. She took a look in the mirror and felt fabulous. She laughed a bit, here she was preparing to attend the first year anniversary of a couple whom she only knew from the inside because she was having an affair with the husband. At this thought Quitis walked out of the room and into the Girl's dorm hall.
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She saw the stares, she basked in them. All the males in the garden were falling deeply in love with Miss Quitis Trepe, if only because she looked so captivating. The whispers surrounded her, she could almost bathe in them, soak them all in. She smiled a devilish smile to herself.
Always the one to give away the spotlight, always the one to recede into the background, smart-ass, geek. All the taunts disappeared and were replaced with awe. The real amusement began when she passed other couples walking to the event, after the passed she could hear a swift cuff from a girlfriend to a guys wondering eye.
Quitis had no interest in this attention, only the self-esteem that it brought.
As she entered the ballroom, all eyes turned on her, including Squall's. The speaking became low whispering, from 'whose that girl' to 'I'm in love'.
She searched the room and found Rinoa and Squall on the stage, chatting to Zell and Lena. Zell waved me over, still staring openly at her, and was swiftly slapped on the arm by Lena who also waved her over. She examined Lena's dress, it was a pretty, deep brown and floor-length with ruffles. The she looked to Rinoa, she was dressed in a simple blue dress, knee length with a slit up the leg. She walked up the gold stair beside the stage, feeling the stares follow.
"Quitis you look great," Zell cautiously spoke, nervously eying Lena who simply smiled contently and nodded. Quitis stifled a laugh of triumph for Lena, she had found the perfect man and was able to strike fear into his heart.
That's when it all started to become unstable.
'For this I place the example of Squall and Rinoa up. I am not saying this simply to be bitter, although that catches up with me many times, but to speak the truth. A year and a half ago their romance began, during the battle with Ultemecia. Half a year later they were married. I knew something was wrong soon after, when their bickering began. Young love, I bow before you, you sure have the power to fuck things up. Squall was eventually kicked out of the home they built in Centra for weeks at a time.
'I'm ashamed of what happened then, for I was the one he ran to. I should have denied him. This was the same Squall who had told me to deny love, I knew somewhere inside my feeble heart he was using me. I was steadily there, always ready to comfort, console, and in all means replace his wife. I always denied that he would leave after that week or so, leave a quick jotted note saying something along the lines of 'we both know this isn't right' and leave me to wait for the next bout in their marriage,' Quitis laughed again, now becoming more certain she was being driven to insanity. She laughed at her stupidity, her immaturity, her fake maturity most of all her denial.
She told herself to keep writing, this was all she could do now, write, 'Then it all collapsed, I was found out. Somehow I got the brunt of the blame. I will forever remember the stinging slap Rinoa delivered to me at their first year anniversary dance.It was only last night'
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* {flashback}
Selphie bounded up to Quitis, bounded being the ideal word to use. As usual a fresh smile plastered on her face, "Isn't it fantastic!" She flipped her hand and waved it in a circle to get Quitis to notice the decorations.
Everything was covered in rich brown and gold draping, slightly ruffled and piled at the floor. The ceiling was hung with what seemed like a billion white lights. What drew Quitis' attention most was the stage. It was nothing more then pre-fabricated set of plastic blocks, but it had been covered in beautiful sparkling gold vinyl material. The 3 foot sides covered in gauzy white fabric, letting the gold show through. A long table covered in white linen was perched back of the stage. It was fantastic, just like a dream. She scanned the room and noticed tables lining the dance floor. A banner, brown with gold writing hung above the stage, 'Happy Aniversary Squall and Rinoa' she squinted to see the small writing, 'best of luck on a long healthy life together'. She scoffed aloud.
"What, you think its too tacky?" Selphie's eyes widened and looked suddenly hurt. Quitis simply shook her head smiling and watched as Selphie bounded away.
She looked around the ballroom, tonight they would be celebrating a torn marriage. Of course she only knew of this. Mistress, that she was, it was held as some hierarchal rule to keep things quiet, no matter how excruciatingly painful they were. She sighed once again and turned slowly.
She had promised Selphie she'd stop buy to see the decorations, and now this was done. She had nothing much else left to do. She probed her mind for something to get her out of this falsely anticipant room. Training, yes, training. She needed to do it more, and with all the built up stress it seemed like the right thing to do.
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It had only taken her a couple minutes to make it to the training center, but after getting wrapped up in the slaughtering, Quitis noticed that there was an hours time ti'll the party began. 'Hyne, I can't not go, how suspicious would that be?' she mumbled racing down the corridor.
One second she was running, the next she was flat on her face. Noticing a throbbing pain in her palms Quitis sat up and looked directly into the face of the person she had fell over. It was Zell, she breathed a sigh of relief as he gently extended a hand towards her.
"Sorry Quitis, didn't see you coming," he looked at her with that ever-expression full face and pouted. She put on her best fake smile, taking his hand and ripping herself off the ground.
"I shouldn't have been running that fast and not watching where I was going," she stopped and looked Zell up and down, he was in a suit. She giggled, mostly at the prospect of how much nagging Lena must have forced upon him to wear the black suit, and a little because of how cute Zell looked. He always did have this really kid-ish charm, and in a suit it seemed all so much more prominent.
He frowned and sputtered, "Told Lena I looked silly." Quitis swear she saw him pout more prominently, it made her giggle again, but she held herself long enough to speak.
"Looks great Zell, you look cute," she sputtered before taking off quickly round the central fountain.
As she walked she heard Zell shout, "SEE YOU TONIGHT!". She didn't pause but gave him a wave of comprehension and continued on her way.
By the time she arrived in her room it was 6:21 pm, leaving her 39 minutes to get ready. She jumped into the shower and did the quickest shampoo and conditioner regime on the planet. She jumped out similar to how she had went in and began to go through the two outfits she had bought for tonight.
One was a fabulous black knee length dress with black gauzy arms floating down far past the hands. She had chosen several black chokers to accompany it's melancholy. This was what she called her mourning outfit. It was joke none but her and Squall would get, but it had more to do with how she felt.
The second dress was beautiful cream colored strapless vintage gown. The top of the gown is what drew her to it, it was bunched, starlet style. She had altered it so it fell above the knee and knew it would fit perfectly.
She was still slightly giddy from her encounter with Zell. Zell whom she had seemed to be seeing less and less of the past few months. Zell always did that, Selphie had energy, but Zell could expel energy upon others. She decided on the latter vintage gown. Maybe without her falling over Zell Quitis would still have this dress.
Quitis always had a flare for style, not obvious in her conservative everyday style, but she had the most fantastic clubbing and event wardrobe. She simply chose to hide it from all others. She pulled on the beautiful gown, laced 5 tiered strings of pearls round her neck and wrapped two creamed colored spiked heals round her feet. For makeup she simply lined her eyes in coal and applied deep red lipstick.
Finally she piled her hair loosely atop her head in curls, accenting kiss curls fell around her face. She took a look in the mirror and felt fabulous. She laughed a bit, here she was preparing to attend the first year anniversary of a couple whom she only knew from the inside because she was having an affair with the husband. At this thought Quitis walked out of the room and into the Girl's dorm hall.
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She saw the stares, she basked in them. All the males in the garden were falling deeply in love with Miss Quitis Trepe, if only because she looked so captivating. The whispers surrounded her, she could almost bathe in them, soak them all in. She smiled a devilish smile to herself.
Always the one to give away the spotlight, always the one to recede into the background, smart-ass, geek. All the taunts disappeared and were replaced with awe. The real amusement began when she passed other couples walking to the event, after the passed she could hear a swift cuff from a girlfriend to a guys wondering eye.
Quitis had no interest in this attention, only the self-esteem that it brought.
As she entered the ballroom, all eyes turned on her, including Squall's. The speaking became low whispering, from 'whose that girl' to 'I'm in love'.
She searched the room and found Rinoa and Squall on the stage, chatting to Zell and Lena. Zell waved me over, still staring openly at her, and was swiftly slapped on the arm by Lena who also waved her over. She examined Lena's dress, it was a pretty, deep brown and floor-length with ruffles. The she looked to Rinoa, she was dressed in a simple blue dress, knee length with a slit up the leg. She walked up the gold stair beside the stage, feeling the stares follow.
"Quitis you look great," Zell cautiously spoke, nervously eying Lena who simply smiled contently and nodded. Quitis stifled a laugh of triumph for Lena, she had found the perfect man and was able to strike fear into his heart.
That's when it all started to become unstable.