Chapter Two: Hannah Won't Leave!
Squall had finally made it back to his place. Sighing in relief, he shut the door behind him. Quistis had said something he wasn't able to figure out. Wearily, he glanced at his clock. It was almost midnight. Tonight, he couldn't be any more stressed that he already was. He had to see his dirtbag. . . Laguna. Lately, he had been tripping, almost calling Laguna his. . . father. But, he wasn't. Laguna wasn't his father.
Tired and confused, Squall locked the door and slipped into his room. Obviously, it was dark. The only thing that lit up the single room was the moon, which shown slightly out the window. Without even caring, he threw himself on the bed and passed out, drifting off into a dream world of his own. . .
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The next morning, Squall awoke, feeling a bit uncomfortable as his jeans rubbed against him. He was feeling a bit weird. It was odd because he could hardly remember what happened the day or night before. All he could remember was being pissed. But about what? He didn't know. As he looked towards the clock, it read: 9:40. Boy, did he sleep in late!
Hurriedly, he left his room, rushing to the washroom to get ready for the day.
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Quistis stood outside, drinking her coffee. For some odd reason, it was a bit colder than usual. Recently that day, she had thought about wearing a longsleve, but figured that it would warm up. So, instead, she just wore some black flares and a blue short sleeve. As she looked up at the sky, she heard a noise.
"Miss, would you like a jacket. You look as it you are cold." Rinoa pointed out. Since last night, her speaking skills had improved. She could actually speak above a whisper. But it still wasn't perfect.
Yes, look. But how would I know if it was cold. I could never feel. I am just a machine with a programmed personality. I'm trapped; tortured. Quistis is so nice, but I could never feel as comforting to anyone as she has.
"Oh, Rinoa. I'm fine. But how are you? Are you all right?" Quistis asked.
What does she mean by that? What does she mean? Her voice. . . It seems so distant compared to how it usually sounds. Why. "Umm. . ." How do I answer that? I don't know how I feel. "I'm. . . Fine. . ." Rinoa's voice had gotten softer. She also seemed as if she was much more relaxed. At least, from yesterday.
A part of her wante to believe that Squall had a hand in this, but the other part of her screamed 'No!!' What's a girl to do? She wasn't usually confused with anything. Even when Rinoa's wires went haywire! So, why now?
Silence grew between the two as Rinoa said the last bit. Then, they were disturbed by the sound of noises on the door. Since Rinoa was unsure of that, she ran into a different room. Quistis smirked because she knew who it was. Who it always was. Then, as the door opened, there was a slight surprise for Quistis.
"Quistis. . ." There was a familiar tall brown haired man. He had short hair and was wearing loose pants with a comfortable white tee.
Quistis sighed. She did not feel like talking. Not after last night. "Squall," her voice was below a whisper.
Squall began speaking as an uncomfortable silence fell upon them,"Listen-"
"Squall, stop. Rinoa is in there. We'll talk later." Quistis anwered. "Rinoa! Come out!"
A dark haired female came out. She saw Squall and smiled at him. As she came out, she ran up to Squall.
"Hi," Rinoa said.
Why do I feel so comfortable around him? It's like, I'm set free of all my worries. What is it about him that makes his presence so comforting? I hate it! But. . . at the same time, I can't help but love it. . .
"Hey," Squall's voice was so cold. It was barely above a whisper. It matched hers perfectly.
Quistis watched the two carefully. She cared for Rinoa as her own daughter. So, she did not want Squall's attitude towards her upset her. It was just Squall. He wasn't going to change for anyone. Frankly, he didn't care what anyone thought. Everyone knew that, except Rinoa. . . For a few more moments, Quistis just stood in deep thought watching the two. But, the phone ringing disturbed her. "Darnet!" She thought. Then she staighted up. "I'll be right back," She said, trying to sound as calm as possible.
Rinoa smiled. Squall just shrugged it off. Once she left, Rinoa instantly thought of a question to ask. "Umm, Squall? Umm, why did you and Quistis get in that fight last night?" She questioned.
Squall raised a brow at her. "How do you know about that?" Was she listening in? How could she have possibly known about that.
"I'm not dumb. . ." Rinoa replied.
Squall could see some hurt in her eyes. She stared down, then back up at him. Never once did he soften. Sure, he knew that he had somehow put the hurt in there. But, he wouldn't crack. Never once had he cracked before.
Suddenly, Quistis busted in the room. She immediately noticed Rinoa. She knew sh couldn't leave Squall with her even for a second. Already he had her upset. It was exactly how she had planned it. . . Did she expect anything different? "Squall, you have to leave. Umm, I need to run an errand. But, Rinoa, I will call Laguna to keep you company. So, don't worry."
Squall stared at her coldly. He knew no one would forget. He just knew it. Then, with a burst of anger, he stormed out the front door. Luckily, his car wasn't that far. So, Squall crawled into his big black pick-up truck. For some reason, he couldn't force himself to go anywhere! So, he just sat there in the driver's seat, laying his head back. He soon closed his eyes, dozing off. . .
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"Squall! Come on!" yelled a young female voice. She was running, as if for her life. This girl was quite lovely. She had reddish/orangish hair that was flowing a few inches below her shoulders and done in layers. Her light brown, yet hazel eyes stared at him.
It was raining hard all of the sudden, while the two of them were quietly sitting in the park just talking about anything and everything that the two could think of.
"Wait, Hannah!" Squall was younger than he was now. He was about fourteen, so was she. How could he forget?
Hannah Marie Micheals was just the sweet little girl next door. She was flawless with the voice of an angel and heart of a tiger. She was the one right thing going on in his life. She had saved him a number of times from the harsh truth of reality. He loved her. He truly loved Hannah Marie Micheals with all his heart.
The two found some sort of abandoned log cabin after running into the park's woods. They had locked themselves in there. They wouldn't come out until the rain lightened. . . or maybe stopped.
Hannah giggled, out of breath. "Gosh, Sqaull, the rain is falling hard!" She exclaimed.
"Yea. I know," He said, staring out the window. As soon as he turned around, she was gone. For a while, he was puzzled. But then he notice that a door was slightly opened. Squall smiled. Then, he began walking towards it. However, he wasn't fast. He just took his time. "Hannah?" He peeked his head in.
He saw someone lying on a bed. He walked next to the figure and uncovered the mask of sheets. Just as he thought. It was Hannah. She was sleeping though. Silent as an angel she was. Beautiful. . .
In deep thought, Squall smiled to himself and kissed Hannah's forehead.
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"Squall!! Squall! Get out!" There was young feminine voice that called out to him angrily.
Then, Squall's eyes opened. He saw Quistis banging on his window. She looked kind of mad. So, he rolled it down and asked. "What?" He was obviously irritated.
"I've cancled on him. Are you happy? I cancled. You can stay here! Just, please, Squall. . . try not to hurt Rin. I look at her as if she is my daughter. So, just look at her as a child." Quistis begged.
Squall sighed. "Where is she?" He asked.
"She's right in there. Now go!" She exclaimed.
So, as Quistis had demanded, Squall had gotten out of his big black pick- up truck and made his way in the house. He was still stuck in dreamworld, even though it was destroyed years ago. It was too odd for him to even try to explain.
As he made his way inside, Quistis got into her car and drove away.
Rinoa stared up at him. Squall thought she was so beautiful. But, he didn't want to harm her like he had Hannah. Never. . . So, he remembered what Quistis had said.
Why is he looking like that? He acts as if he is in another world just trapped in it's web. Silence. Is that it?
He let out a deep breath. Then, he said, "So, you wanna watch a movie or something? I'm sure she has some movies. It's just inhuman not to!"
Rinoa smiled, then curled up on the couch.
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"Miss, Trepe, I am so happy you were able to make it. I must tell you something very important! But, you must listen!" Dr. Vita Laurens exclaimed.
Quistis just nodded. . . waiting for her to say something.
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A/N: Now, I know that is different from the usual, but I kind of just started to loose inspiration. Then, it clicked and I just thought that Squall needed his very own chapter! So, there it is! Chamber of Forever chapter five! Don't forget to review! Thanks! Julia
Squall had finally made it back to his place. Sighing in relief, he shut the door behind him. Quistis had said something he wasn't able to figure out. Wearily, he glanced at his clock. It was almost midnight. Tonight, he couldn't be any more stressed that he already was. He had to see his dirtbag. . . Laguna. Lately, he had been tripping, almost calling Laguna his. . . father. But, he wasn't. Laguna wasn't his father.
Tired and confused, Squall locked the door and slipped into his room. Obviously, it was dark. The only thing that lit up the single room was the moon, which shown slightly out the window. Without even caring, he threw himself on the bed and passed out, drifting off into a dream world of his own. . .
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The next morning, Squall awoke, feeling a bit uncomfortable as his jeans rubbed against him. He was feeling a bit weird. It was odd because he could hardly remember what happened the day or night before. All he could remember was being pissed. But about what? He didn't know. As he looked towards the clock, it read: 9:40. Boy, did he sleep in late!
Hurriedly, he left his room, rushing to the washroom to get ready for the day.
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Quistis stood outside, drinking her coffee. For some odd reason, it was a bit colder than usual. Recently that day, she had thought about wearing a longsleve, but figured that it would warm up. So, instead, she just wore some black flares and a blue short sleeve. As she looked up at the sky, she heard a noise.
"Miss, would you like a jacket. You look as it you are cold." Rinoa pointed out. Since last night, her speaking skills had improved. She could actually speak above a whisper. But it still wasn't perfect.
Yes, look. But how would I know if it was cold. I could never feel. I am just a machine with a programmed personality. I'm trapped; tortured. Quistis is so nice, but I could never feel as comforting to anyone as she has.
"Oh, Rinoa. I'm fine. But how are you? Are you all right?" Quistis asked.
What does she mean by that? What does she mean? Her voice. . . It seems so distant compared to how it usually sounds. Why. "Umm. . ." How do I answer that? I don't know how I feel. "I'm. . . Fine. . ." Rinoa's voice had gotten softer. She also seemed as if she was much more relaxed. At least, from yesterday.
A part of her wante to believe that Squall had a hand in this, but the other part of her screamed 'No!!' What's a girl to do? She wasn't usually confused with anything. Even when Rinoa's wires went haywire! So, why now?
Silence grew between the two as Rinoa said the last bit. Then, they were disturbed by the sound of noises on the door. Since Rinoa was unsure of that, she ran into a different room. Quistis smirked because she knew who it was. Who it always was. Then, as the door opened, there was a slight surprise for Quistis.
"Quistis. . ." There was a familiar tall brown haired man. He had short hair and was wearing loose pants with a comfortable white tee.
Quistis sighed. She did not feel like talking. Not after last night. "Squall," her voice was below a whisper.
Squall began speaking as an uncomfortable silence fell upon them,"Listen-"
"Squall, stop. Rinoa is in there. We'll talk later." Quistis anwered. "Rinoa! Come out!"
A dark haired female came out. She saw Squall and smiled at him. As she came out, she ran up to Squall.
"Hi," Rinoa said.
Why do I feel so comfortable around him? It's like, I'm set free of all my worries. What is it about him that makes his presence so comforting? I hate it! But. . . at the same time, I can't help but love it. . .
"Hey," Squall's voice was so cold. It was barely above a whisper. It matched hers perfectly.
Quistis watched the two carefully. She cared for Rinoa as her own daughter. So, she did not want Squall's attitude towards her upset her. It was just Squall. He wasn't going to change for anyone. Frankly, he didn't care what anyone thought. Everyone knew that, except Rinoa. . . For a few more moments, Quistis just stood in deep thought watching the two. But, the phone ringing disturbed her. "Darnet!" She thought. Then she staighted up. "I'll be right back," She said, trying to sound as calm as possible.
Rinoa smiled. Squall just shrugged it off. Once she left, Rinoa instantly thought of a question to ask. "Umm, Squall? Umm, why did you and Quistis get in that fight last night?" She questioned.
Squall raised a brow at her. "How do you know about that?" Was she listening in? How could she have possibly known about that.
"I'm not dumb. . ." Rinoa replied.
Squall could see some hurt in her eyes. She stared down, then back up at him. Never once did he soften. Sure, he knew that he had somehow put the hurt in there. But, he wouldn't crack. Never once had he cracked before.
Suddenly, Quistis busted in the room. She immediately noticed Rinoa. She knew sh couldn't leave Squall with her even for a second. Already he had her upset. It was exactly how she had planned it. . . Did she expect anything different? "Squall, you have to leave. Umm, I need to run an errand. But, Rinoa, I will call Laguna to keep you company. So, don't worry."
Squall stared at her coldly. He knew no one would forget. He just knew it. Then, with a burst of anger, he stormed out the front door. Luckily, his car wasn't that far. So, Squall crawled into his big black pick-up truck. For some reason, he couldn't force himself to go anywhere! So, he just sat there in the driver's seat, laying his head back. He soon closed his eyes, dozing off. . .
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"Squall! Come on!" yelled a young female voice. She was running, as if for her life. This girl was quite lovely. She had reddish/orangish hair that was flowing a few inches below her shoulders and done in layers. Her light brown, yet hazel eyes stared at him.
It was raining hard all of the sudden, while the two of them were quietly sitting in the park just talking about anything and everything that the two could think of.
"Wait, Hannah!" Squall was younger than he was now. He was about fourteen, so was she. How could he forget?
Hannah Marie Micheals was just the sweet little girl next door. She was flawless with the voice of an angel and heart of a tiger. She was the one right thing going on in his life. She had saved him a number of times from the harsh truth of reality. He loved her. He truly loved Hannah Marie Micheals with all his heart.
The two found some sort of abandoned log cabin after running into the park's woods. They had locked themselves in there. They wouldn't come out until the rain lightened. . . or maybe stopped.
Hannah giggled, out of breath. "Gosh, Sqaull, the rain is falling hard!" She exclaimed.
"Yea. I know," He said, staring out the window. As soon as he turned around, she was gone. For a while, he was puzzled. But then he notice that a door was slightly opened. Squall smiled. Then, he began walking towards it. However, he wasn't fast. He just took his time. "Hannah?" He peeked his head in.
He saw someone lying on a bed. He walked next to the figure and uncovered the mask of sheets. Just as he thought. It was Hannah. She was sleeping though. Silent as an angel she was. Beautiful. . .
In deep thought, Squall smiled to himself and kissed Hannah's forehead.
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"Squall!! Squall! Get out!" There was young feminine voice that called out to him angrily.
Then, Squall's eyes opened. He saw Quistis banging on his window. She looked kind of mad. So, he rolled it down and asked. "What?" He was obviously irritated.
"I've cancled on him. Are you happy? I cancled. You can stay here! Just, please, Squall. . . try not to hurt Rin. I look at her as if she is my daughter. So, just look at her as a child." Quistis begged.
Squall sighed. "Where is she?" He asked.
"She's right in there. Now go!" She exclaimed.
So, as Quistis had demanded, Squall had gotten out of his big black pick- up truck and made his way in the house. He was still stuck in dreamworld, even though it was destroyed years ago. It was too odd for him to even try to explain.
As he made his way inside, Quistis got into her car and drove away.
Rinoa stared up at him. Squall thought she was so beautiful. But, he didn't want to harm her like he had Hannah. Never. . . So, he remembered what Quistis had said.
Why is he looking like that? He acts as if he is in another world just trapped in it's web. Silence. Is that it?
He let out a deep breath. Then, he said, "So, you wanna watch a movie or something? I'm sure she has some movies. It's just inhuman not to!"
Rinoa smiled, then curled up on the couch.
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"Miss, Trepe, I am so happy you were able to make it. I must tell you something very important! But, you must listen!" Dr. Vita Laurens exclaimed.
Quistis just nodded. . . waiting for her to say something.
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A/N: Now, I know that is different from the usual, but I kind of just started to loose inspiration. Then, it clicked and I just thought that Squall needed his very own chapter! So, there it is! Chamber of Forever chapter five! Don't forget to review! Thanks! Julia