I sat up, recalling the night's events, recalling her face. I couldn't
believe what she yelled at me, in front of all those people, she yelled.
I've never seen her that angry before...
She told me I just needed to let go and move on, that it was my fault we were over. She screamed at me, with tears running down her cheeks and the only words I clearly heard coming out of her mouth was the ones of "I hate you!"
The night that I had planned turned disastrous; I hated myself even more for my past mistakes. After my scene with her, and after her cruel words and shedding tears, I went home alone. Maria came in later that night, wanting me to come to bed so she could repay me for singing that song about her. If only she knew what it was really about.
I snorted as I collapsed back on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, so many thoughts running through my head; racing so fast I couldn't keep up. I wanted so bad to find her and apologize for being such a jerk, I never did get the words "I'm sorry" out.
Jealousy struck me, so hard and so fast that I barely had time to catch up with the emotion. I shook my head fiercely, not wanting to accept the fact that I was jealous of Seifer Almasy, once the biggest loser on the planet. However... I couldn't deny it either. The man had stolen my true love, my soul mate, or so I thought. She probably didn't think the same after hearing those words scream out of her mouth.
I stood up and stomped my way over to the phone. Dialing Zell's number, I put the receiver up to my ear. "Zell, what hotel is Rinoa staying at?" I demanded.
A sleepy reply came wailing over the phone in a yawn, "The one we had a drink at."
I hung up the phone quickly, grabbed my jacket and stormed my way out the door, in pursuit of my apology.
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My knock pounded on the wooden door so loudly, I thought it would awaken the entire hall. The door slowly crept open and a blonde man stood at the doorway, looking at me through tired eyelids. "Can I help you?" he asked, curiously.
"I'm sorry, I must have the wrong room!" I bowed quickly and started off down the hall. Damn that secretary, she gave me the wrong room number.
"Squall?" the man called, "Squall Leonhart?" I turned and began to panic.
"Yes?" I said nervously, "Do I know you?" my voice began to shake in spite of all my fears.
"It's me, Seifer. Are you here for Rinoa?" he asked politely. I nodded calmly and felt my insides do a complete 180. Seifer had changed, he was more handsome, and he had lost his braces and his glasses. He smiled, "Let me go get her."
I stopped him, "Hold on. Seifer, I'm sorry for the way I treated you in high school."
He crosses his arms and nodded, "Well, you are forgiven," he paused, "Thanks," he turned and disappeared inside the room. I heard a few noises and out came Rinoa, looking more moody than ever. She glared at me and grabbed hold of my arm, dragging me outside to a balcony, overlooking the city.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" she questioned.
I kept my eyes on her, not ever wanting to forget her beautiful image. "I needed to say something."
She crossed her arms, trying to keep the chilled breeze away from her. I leaned back against the balcony railing and looked towards the cobblestone pavement. "I'm sorry."
Rinoa gave a disgusted look, "It's a little too late, Squall. Besides, it was in the past and it's over now, so why don't you just get back to your life and I'll get back to mine."
"Then, why are you still so angry?" I asked, "Why did I make you cry last night?"
She looked up at me helplessly, her anger subsiding slightly. "Because you brought up a hurtful and regretful past! One that I wanted to forget!" she shouted weakly.
"Why is yours regretful? I am the only one that has regrets!"
She shook her head and stared at me, "I regret ever meeting you."
I had always had this feeling when I was around Rinoa, one of nervousness and excitement. It was a gut feeling, like I always had butterflies all the time. It never dispersed except when I was away from her. And then... I felt so empty. The feeling still remained, and at the moment it was turning in circles, not wanting to accept that she had moved on.
She rested her hand on the steel railing and gazed down at the city below. "You really hurt me, you know...?"
I nodded slightly, "I know. I haven't stopped thinking about you ever since we met."
Rinoa sighed, tiredly. "I wanted to say goodbye to you before we moved, but I was afraid what I'd find. I was scared that if I went over to your house, you'd be with your ex or some other girl, which only brought back feelings of hatred."
"I wanted to say I was sorry. I went to your house the day I was to leave for college, but you were already gone."
She gave a relaxed smile and shrugged her shoulders. "We were never meant to be, I suppose."
I looked over at her, her hair blowing softly in the wind. She continued to stare down at the city; I could tell she was thinking about something. "Then why did we meet here?"
She headed back inside and I followed. "Coincidence, perhaps. If it were fate or destiny or whatever, we'd meet somewhere else as well. But... Squall?" she looked up at me.
"Yeah?" I said stopping.
She looked down and bit her lip, "Please leave."
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I hate my life.
I hate who I am.
I hate the present.
I hate the past.
And I'm sure as hell not looking forward to the future. I lay motionless next to my girlfriend, staring at the shadows on the wall, looking for some sign of help. Although I knew those shadows wouldn't be of any help at all, they gave me some hope that maybe somewhere, I will find a way for her to forgive me.
I looked over at the clock, the neon green dial reading 4:30 a.m., I sighed, heaving out all my worries and my problems and slowly shut my eyes. I awoke two hours later, my girlfriend lightly nibbling on my ear. These are the times when I wished I were single.
"Maria..." I groaned out, rubbing my eyes and turning away from her. "It's only 6:30..."
She smiled seductively and ran her fingers down my arm. "I have a big day planned for us," she said with a giggle. "I have someone I want you to meet, Squall."
I sat up and ran my hand through my hair, ruffling it up some more. "Who?" I asked, tiredly.
"My parents!" she squealed excitedly, "They're up here for the festival and they're dying to meet you!" she grinned.
My tired, drooping eyelids snapped open as I scrambled out of bed and held my hand up to block Maria's face. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! We have to meet them?!" I exclaimed.
She frowned and raised an eyebrow, slowly rising from her position. "Of course, hun... We've been seeing each other for a while now; don't you think it's time? I've held them off long enough."
I rubbed my face, to awaken myself more. "Yeah, you're right. Time must have... flew by..." I headed downstairs quietly.
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I watched her come towards me, a look of determination evident on her small features. I saw Maria and her parents walk towards the restaurant, soon disappearing inside. I turned back to gaze upon her, her white dress blowing swiftly in the wind that was soon to bring a storm. It was funny how Maria never even noticed I wasn't following, it's like fate had it's own way of working out our meeting.
I could hear the waves crashing upon the shore to the left of me and the soft clatter of thunder in the distance. All she did was stare at me, her hands pinned at her sides and her lips tightly sealed.
I figured she was waiting for me to say something first. "Hey," was all I managed.
Her expression softened, "Hi..." she hesitated before continuing, "You are here with someone?" she asked.
I sighed, "Unfortunately, yes."
The sky grew darker and the stars brighter, although they would soon be covered with clouds from the oncoming storm. She smiled slightly and slid her hands behind her back, "Do you not enjoy the person you're here with?"
I shook my head, "She wants me to meet her parents."
"That serious?"
I shrugged and put my hands in my pockets, "I never meant for it to get this serious."
Rinoa looked off toward the ocean, studying the waves. "Do you ever mean for anything to get serious?" she said sarcastically.
"Rinoa..."
She looked down, "I'm sorry."
I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, "You're here with Seifer?"
"No, I'm here with my publisher."
I nodded and watched her turn back towards me. "Planning on writing another book?"
I seen goose bumps crawl up her bare arms and she shivered slightly. "Yes. I wish I could get away though; he's being a real jerk. He wants me to have a book finished and edited by December."
I grimaced, "That's harsh. I wish I could get away, too. I don't really want to meet Maria's parents, they're those rich bastards who get their way all the time."
She laughed quietly and shook her head. "I figured you would like something like that, having it easy."
"You know, it's funny... I've told Maria that I loved her countless times, however I still can't convince myself that I do. Every time that I say those three little words, your image comes back to haunt me," I paused, "I wanted to say those words to you, Rinoa."
She looked up at me innocently, her eyes sparkling from the small ounce of tears that were welling up inside, getting ready to burst. I was waiting for her to let out a sob or a sniff, but she never did, she was stronger.
"What did that have to do with anything?" she asked, her voice shaky.
I laughed, "I don't know, but I felt I needed to say it."
She gave a smile, "Do you want to take a walk on the beach?"
"During a storm? Isn't that a little dangerous?"
"I like living on the dangerous side now, Squall, these past few years have changed me," she said cockily.
I smiled and followed her down to the beach, forgetting that I had a girlfriend and her parents waiting inside for my appearance. We walked along the water's edge, the bright lights of the restaurant fading away the farther we got. Our conversation picked up, a happier one at that and we reminisced on the past and on all the good times we used to have together.
I enjoyed it, being able to speak freely to her again. She challenged me to a race and I gladly agreed, a real smile gracing my lips for the first time since high school.
"Okay! In your starting positions," she called, lining up with a rock and scooting me back to get even with it as well. I laughed quietly and got in a running position. She smiled brightly and looked over at me, "Ready? On your mark, get set..." she took off at a run, cheating me out of the victory.
"Hey, get back here!" I yelled, chasing after her, frantically trying to keep up with her quick pace. She laughed and looked back at me, keeping a smile on her face. I began to catch up because her laughing was starting to slow her down; she tripped on a small rock and tumbled to the sand in a heap of laughter.
I burst out laughing and shook my head, running to her aid. "It looks like you've also become a real klutz these past few years, too!" I said grinning, helping her up. She gave me a playful smack in the arm and turned her back to me, gazing out at the waves.
The storm had subsided and shifted in a different direction, leaving only a starry sky and the luminosity of the moon. I stared at the small width of her shoulders and gently placed my hands on her bare skin, she shivered under my palms, I guessed they were slightly cold from the wind.
I moved closer to her, my body gently grazing up against hers, I kept my hands placed lightly on her shoulders and felt her shift her weight back against me. The warmth of her body crept through my shirt and I slid my hands softly down her arms, resting my hands on her waist.
Rinoa turned her head a little and looked at me through the corner of her eye, a small smile resting upon her lips. She moved her hands over mine and slowly intertwined our fingers together. I smiled and brushed my lips against her cheek, wrapping my arms completely around her waist.
I leaned in towards her a little more as she turned her head closer to me; slowly I lowered my lips faintly onto hers, and closing my eyes, felt her body sink into mine.
"Rinoa..." I whispered.
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She told me I just needed to let go and move on, that it was my fault we were over. She screamed at me, with tears running down her cheeks and the only words I clearly heard coming out of her mouth was the ones of "I hate you!"
The night that I had planned turned disastrous; I hated myself even more for my past mistakes. After my scene with her, and after her cruel words and shedding tears, I went home alone. Maria came in later that night, wanting me to come to bed so she could repay me for singing that song about her. If only she knew what it was really about.
I snorted as I collapsed back on the couch, staring blankly at the ceiling, so many thoughts running through my head; racing so fast I couldn't keep up. I wanted so bad to find her and apologize for being such a jerk, I never did get the words "I'm sorry" out.
Jealousy struck me, so hard and so fast that I barely had time to catch up with the emotion. I shook my head fiercely, not wanting to accept the fact that I was jealous of Seifer Almasy, once the biggest loser on the planet. However... I couldn't deny it either. The man had stolen my true love, my soul mate, or so I thought. She probably didn't think the same after hearing those words scream out of her mouth.
I stood up and stomped my way over to the phone. Dialing Zell's number, I put the receiver up to my ear. "Zell, what hotel is Rinoa staying at?" I demanded.
A sleepy reply came wailing over the phone in a yawn, "The one we had a drink at."
I hung up the phone quickly, grabbed my jacket and stormed my way out the door, in pursuit of my apology.
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My knock pounded on the wooden door so loudly, I thought it would awaken the entire hall. The door slowly crept open and a blonde man stood at the doorway, looking at me through tired eyelids. "Can I help you?" he asked, curiously.
"I'm sorry, I must have the wrong room!" I bowed quickly and started off down the hall. Damn that secretary, she gave me the wrong room number.
"Squall?" the man called, "Squall Leonhart?" I turned and began to panic.
"Yes?" I said nervously, "Do I know you?" my voice began to shake in spite of all my fears.
"It's me, Seifer. Are you here for Rinoa?" he asked politely. I nodded calmly and felt my insides do a complete 180. Seifer had changed, he was more handsome, and he had lost his braces and his glasses. He smiled, "Let me go get her."
I stopped him, "Hold on. Seifer, I'm sorry for the way I treated you in high school."
He crosses his arms and nodded, "Well, you are forgiven," he paused, "Thanks," he turned and disappeared inside the room. I heard a few noises and out came Rinoa, looking more moody than ever. She glared at me and grabbed hold of my arm, dragging me outside to a balcony, overlooking the city.
"What the hell do you think you're doing here?" she questioned.
I kept my eyes on her, not ever wanting to forget her beautiful image. "I needed to say something."
She crossed her arms, trying to keep the chilled breeze away from her. I leaned back against the balcony railing and looked towards the cobblestone pavement. "I'm sorry."
Rinoa gave a disgusted look, "It's a little too late, Squall. Besides, it was in the past and it's over now, so why don't you just get back to your life and I'll get back to mine."
"Then, why are you still so angry?" I asked, "Why did I make you cry last night?"
She looked up at me helplessly, her anger subsiding slightly. "Because you brought up a hurtful and regretful past! One that I wanted to forget!" she shouted weakly.
"Why is yours regretful? I am the only one that has regrets!"
She shook her head and stared at me, "I regret ever meeting you."
I had always had this feeling when I was around Rinoa, one of nervousness and excitement. It was a gut feeling, like I always had butterflies all the time. It never dispersed except when I was away from her. And then... I felt so empty. The feeling still remained, and at the moment it was turning in circles, not wanting to accept that she had moved on.
She rested her hand on the steel railing and gazed down at the city below. "You really hurt me, you know...?"
I nodded slightly, "I know. I haven't stopped thinking about you ever since we met."
Rinoa sighed, tiredly. "I wanted to say goodbye to you before we moved, but I was afraid what I'd find. I was scared that if I went over to your house, you'd be with your ex or some other girl, which only brought back feelings of hatred."
"I wanted to say I was sorry. I went to your house the day I was to leave for college, but you were already gone."
She gave a relaxed smile and shrugged her shoulders. "We were never meant to be, I suppose."
I looked over at her, her hair blowing softly in the wind. She continued to stare down at the city; I could tell she was thinking about something. "Then why did we meet here?"
She headed back inside and I followed. "Coincidence, perhaps. If it were fate or destiny or whatever, we'd meet somewhere else as well. But... Squall?" she looked up at me.
"Yeah?" I said stopping.
She looked down and bit her lip, "Please leave."
()()()()()()()()()
I hate my life.
I hate who I am.
I hate the present.
I hate the past.
And I'm sure as hell not looking forward to the future. I lay motionless next to my girlfriend, staring at the shadows on the wall, looking for some sign of help. Although I knew those shadows wouldn't be of any help at all, they gave me some hope that maybe somewhere, I will find a way for her to forgive me.
I looked over at the clock, the neon green dial reading 4:30 a.m., I sighed, heaving out all my worries and my problems and slowly shut my eyes. I awoke two hours later, my girlfriend lightly nibbling on my ear. These are the times when I wished I were single.
"Maria..." I groaned out, rubbing my eyes and turning away from her. "It's only 6:30..."
She smiled seductively and ran her fingers down my arm. "I have a big day planned for us," she said with a giggle. "I have someone I want you to meet, Squall."
I sat up and ran my hand through my hair, ruffling it up some more. "Who?" I asked, tiredly.
"My parents!" she squealed excitedly, "They're up here for the festival and they're dying to meet you!" she grinned.
My tired, drooping eyelids snapped open as I scrambled out of bed and held my hand up to block Maria's face. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! We have to meet them?!" I exclaimed.
She frowned and raised an eyebrow, slowly rising from her position. "Of course, hun... We've been seeing each other for a while now; don't you think it's time? I've held them off long enough."
I rubbed my face, to awaken myself more. "Yeah, you're right. Time must have... flew by..." I headed downstairs quietly.
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I watched her come towards me, a look of determination evident on her small features. I saw Maria and her parents walk towards the restaurant, soon disappearing inside. I turned back to gaze upon her, her white dress blowing swiftly in the wind that was soon to bring a storm. It was funny how Maria never even noticed I wasn't following, it's like fate had it's own way of working out our meeting.
I could hear the waves crashing upon the shore to the left of me and the soft clatter of thunder in the distance. All she did was stare at me, her hands pinned at her sides and her lips tightly sealed.
I figured she was waiting for me to say something first. "Hey," was all I managed.
Her expression softened, "Hi..." she hesitated before continuing, "You are here with someone?" she asked.
I sighed, "Unfortunately, yes."
The sky grew darker and the stars brighter, although they would soon be covered with clouds from the oncoming storm. She smiled slightly and slid her hands behind her back, "Do you not enjoy the person you're here with?"
I shook my head, "She wants me to meet her parents."
"That serious?"
I shrugged and put my hands in my pockets, "I never meant for it to get this serious."
Rinoa looked off toward the ocean, studying the waves. "Do you ever mean for anything to get serious?" she said sarcastically.
"Rinoa..."
She looked down, "I'm sorry."
I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, "You're here with Seifer?"
"No, I'm here with my publisher."
I nodded and watched her turn back towards me. "Planning on writing another book?"
I seen goose bumps crawl up her bare arms and she shivered slightly. "Yes. I wish I could get away though; he's being a real jerk. He wants me to have a book finished and edited by December."
I grimaced, "That's harsh. I wish I could get away, too. I don't really want to meet Maria's parents, they're those rich bastards who get their way all the time."
She laughed quietly and shook her head. "I figured you would like something like that, having it easy."
"You know, it's funny... I've told Maria that I loved her countless times, however I still can't convince myself that I do. Every time that I say those three little words, your image comes back to haunt me," I paused, "I wanted to say those words to you, Rinoa."
She looked up at me innocently, her eyes sparkling from the small ounce of tears that were welling up inside, getting ready to burst. I was waiting for her to let out a sob or a sniff, but she never did, she was stronger.
"What did that have to do with anything?" she asked, her voice shaky.
I laughed, "I don't know, but I felt I needed to say it."
She gave a smile, "Do you want to take a walk on the beach?"
"During a storm? Isn't that a little dangerous?"
"I like living on the dangerous side now, Squall, these past few years have changed me," she said cockily.
I smiled and followed her down to the beach, forgetting that I had a girlfriend and her parents waiting inside for my appearance. We walked along the water's edge, the bright lights of the restaurant fading away the farther we got. Our conversation picked up, a happier one at that and we reminisced on the past and on all the good times we used to have together.
I enjoyed it, being able to speak freely to her again. She challenged me to a race and I gladly agreed, a real smile gracing my lips for the first time since high school.
"Okay! In your starting positions," she called, lining up with a rock and scooting me back to get even with it as well. I laughed quietly and got in a running position. She smiled brightly and looked over at me, "Ready? On your mark, get set..." she took off at a run, cheating me out of the victory.
"Hey, get back here!" I yelled, chasing after her, frantically trying to keep up with her quick pace. She laughed and looked back at me, keeping a smile on her face. I began to catch up because her laughing was starting to slow her down; she tripped on a small rock and tumbled to the sand in a heap of laughter.
I burst out laughing and shook my head, running to her aid. "It looks like you've also become a real klutz these past few years, too!" I said grinning, helping her up. She gave me a playful smack in the arm and turned her back to me, gazing out at the waves.
The storm had subsided and shifted in a different direction, leaving only a starry sky and the luminosity of the moon. I stared at the small width of her shoulders and gently placed my hands on her bare skin, she shivered under my palms, I guessed they were slightly cold from the wind.
I moved closer to her, my body gently grazing up against hers, I kept my hands placed lightly on her shoulders and felt her shift her weight back against me. The warmth of her body crept through my shirt and I slid my hands softly down her arms, resting my hands on her waist.
Rinoa turned her head a little and looked at me through the corner of her eye, a small smile resting upon her lips. She moved her hands over mine and slowly intertwined our fingers together. I smiled and brushed my lips against her cheek, wrapping my arms completely around her waist.
I leaned in towards her a little more as she turned her head closer to me; slowly I lowered my lips faintly onto hers, and closing my eyes, felt her body sink into mine.
"Rinoa..." I whispered.
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