I really hope you enjoy this, as not many people read my last update. Oh well… what can you do? So enjoy… oh and peas R&R!
Editor's note: Hi, I'm Kurmoi, your friendly editor… I left the 'peas' in there because it sounded cute. And, truth be told, I'm not sure whether it was a mistake or Han left it there because she thought that 'peas' sounded cute too. So… there you go; peas it is. ^_^
Chapter 4: You can't hide
I avoided Squall and Rinoa the next day, as much as possible.
Let's just say it didn't work so well.
Rinoa was the first to find me.
"Hey Quistis, give us a smile!" she said pushing up the corners of my mouth with her fingers to make a painful grin. I couldn't look into to her eyes. How could I have done this? Slept with her husband?
I wanted to die, I deserved to die for the sin I had committed.
"Hey, I know what will turn that frown the right way round! Come have dinner with me and Squall tonight, 8 o'clock. But a pre-warning. Squall's cooking so you don't have to eat anything that looks inedible. Don't be late!"
And with that she turned on her heel and left before I could even answer.
The day passed by quicker then I would have liked, though fortunately I didn't come across Squall. I had so much guilt in me I felt like I was sinking in it, it was taking me over so much that life seemed to be another world and I was merely an observer. Children's laughter and girl's gossip echoed through out my head. I couldn't understand what they were saying… did they know? Would they tell Rinoa? Did she already know? These questions filled my head and I could think of nothing else.
Zell's words were in the background of all this noise repeating again and again… she'll find out sooner or later… she'll find out sooner or later.
When my last class was over I basically sprinted to my cabin and locked the door. I flopped onto my bed. My mascara was running down my face making black lines. My life sucked.
*
"Are glad to see you finally decided to join us!" Rinoa said as I stood in the doorway and she humbly motioned me inside. The truth was I had been on time but hadn't had enough courage to knock on the door. I had been standing outside the room for 20 minutes dreading this moment.
My eyes found the back of Squall in the kitchen that connected to the bedroom and dining area. These cabins had no space. Only two rooms, one a bathroom and the other a bedroom, dinning room, living room and kitchen all mushed into one. His broad back was hunched over a saucepan of sizzling food. The flavour wafted gently towards me, making my eyes water with the spiciness of the garnish. He turned slowly as though in slow motion, his body twisting in an almost dance-like movement. His dark brown hair flipped with the motion as though it had a mind of its own.
And then his eyes met mine, deep grey-blue eyes like a rough sea. Images flashed before me. An image of that night, and it was suddenly all clear. I could see us together, the false hopefulness I had dreamed, and that we would be together forever. I quickly glanced away. But it was a mistake; I was looking at the bed; the silken sheets the endless passion we had shared.
But Zell had stopped us, if not, who knows how far we would have gone? I looked back; he was still staring at me. I was suddenly very aware of the heaviness of his gaze.
I could fell his yearning just with that look.
"W-what's for tea?" I stuttered; I didn't want Rinoa to suspect anything.
"Food, I hope." She said, giving Squall a cheesy grin.
"Are you knocking my cooking?" Squall asked.
"No, why would I do a thing like that?" Rinoa asked innocently.
"Oh, Quistis. There's this song I've been dying to play to you, oh, it's just the best thing I've ever heard. Do you want to hear it?" She asked; obviously it did not matter what I said; I was going to hear it.
"Sure."
And Rinoa got up, and checked the CD player.
"Damn it! Oh, I must have left it in my office. I'll just go down and grab it. It won't take a second." She quickly left the room closing the door and opening it up to the conversation I did not want to have.