Author's Note: Due to popular demand I have decided to keep going with this fiction, I was pretty surprised at the response from people who read it but it was a pleasure surprise to say the least. So here ya go, (only problem being that means I really gotta make it the same way I did Cry Me A River and I'm not sure what you guys liked in that one but I'll give it a try). Thanks for all the reviews, they made me dance like a little happy puppy.
Cry Me A River:
Chapter 2
"Why'd you do it?" Bitch… Squall spoke, and ended his sentence using the convenience and comfort of his own mental abilities.
Rinoa watched his watery yet still stern fiery eyes as they frowned ferociously. Her lip whimpered for a moment, feeling momentarily paralysed in this deadly glare of her knight. The nervous effects of her guilt began to make her body shudder, all the lies she'd told, all the flirtatious eyes she'd gave and the other man. Before she could even utter a pathetic attempt at playing dumb Squall's glare intensified as well as the tightening feeling in her gut, the plate she had been drying dropped from her shaking fingers. Shuddering as the pottery smashed against the floor, she felt the shards cut into her bear legs but still Squall didn't' react. Burning hate and hurt still present in those lone wolf eyes. The sorceress cringed at the loud noise the shattering created and the cuts it left in wake a long her limbs but only gave them one glance.
God damn answer Rinoa…He continued to curse in his head.
Squall continued to stare as the blood trickle down her legs, the cuts looked quite deep but he still held back the sympathetic pathetic side of himself that would usually get down on his knees and lap up the blood, kiss the very ground she stepped on, and remained angry forcing all that adoration down into the deep depths of his heart, the black dead bottom half of his heart. Please just give me a reason than I can go…
She looked at him, feeling the blood soak into her black socks, continuing to descend towards the floor…
Why is she bleeding so much…? Squall questioned again, flickering his eye shot down to her legs again where he'd expected only bobbles of blood to be created.
The ebony haired adolescent looked Squall clear in the eye and gulped hard. Gathering every scrap of confidence she had, her mouth opened slowly, the words began to form in her mind, a second later to escape her…
"I'm sorry…" Rinoa stood, her hands still shaking, clattering against her hips.
"Why?" His strong, unchanging almost monotone voice gave Rinoa the chills. She'd have been less scared if he'd yelled at her, stood and stormed over to her mid way through his sentence of abuse, she'd have preferred that expression of his hate. Not that unfamiliar hatred towards her, burning through her in the silence.
"I don't know." Rinoa mumbled, the question still echoing through the very depths of her own soul. Convenience? Unhappiness? Sexual? Selfishness? She knew the last one she was definitely guilty of.
Squall waited a few moments more before standing and approaching her, very slowly but very strongly. He wasn't going to buckle with tears and the hurt she'd created, but right now, under the cool exterior, the blood running was driving him insane. Trying his very best to keep his eyes off from her legs and refuse any kind thing he'd do for her associated with the cuts. She didn't god damn deserve it, but somehow some of that anger was melting away. It was through previous experience of rejection that he'd mastered this 'no surrender' ability.
Face to face, they stood for a little while, and without another word he walked just as strongly and sad less as he could master away from her, away from that intoxicating room, away from everything.
(Later…)
Squall watched from the pier at Balamb, as the ocean's waves calmly rocked with each other, the brilliant blue that the water claimed, changed along the surface in the distance as the suns crimson and orange settled along the edge of the world, the sky darkened along with the time. He continued to think, continued to wonder, trying to force all those images out of his head. The kiss against the car, and other intimate scenes he's mind had wickedly created to taunt him. More question and self doubt rambled through the little sobs he let free. This wasn't enough to pluck away the hurt she'd buried deep inside of him.
"Squall?" He heard a soft familiar voice.
Gulping hard he looked towards the distance and continued to stare hard without a word. He didn't feel like talking to anyone right now, he didn't want to tell anyone about what Rinoa had done and how much of a fool he was for letting her into him, deep into him.
Quistas slid by him and relaxed herself, sighing heavily at the realisation that Squall had returned to his very closed in self, the man she used to know. The man she'd loved from far away, and even through all of the lies of her own mental conclusion of sisterly love, she'd always felt the sting over Rinoa's arm around the knight.
"How you feeling?" Dumb question of course but what else could she say?
Moments later through an awkward silence she continued…
"She's an idiot." The instructor continued.
It only just became apparent to Squall that this meant Quistas had known about the other relationship between the two. The high ranking seeD officer stood up quickly from his position, without saying a word and stormed from her. He didn't want to be near anyone, he didn't trust anyone. Why hadn't he listened to all those stupid rumours? Why hadn't he listened to the Galbadian and Timber boys telling their stories? How could anyone master such deception.
As he was storming away he heard Quistas call him name but he continued to pass a head ignoring her. Now where to go? Back to garden? Back to his and Rinoa's dormitory, she would be there and that was the last thing he wanted to do. Confront her, she might have come up with several more hurtful lies. Any time she opened her mouth now it would hurt. Did she even care? Did he care if she did? He began to wonder whether she was getting all the sympathy from everyone else because he'd found out. The thought sickened him. More questions of why…
Author's Note: I'm sorry this chapter sucked so much, it was supposed to sort of bridge t the drama of the next one. So I'm also sorry it too so long and its so short, thanks for all the reviews again, you guys are great!