Traumatized

Keeping Secrets

Rinoa walked ackwardly down the hallway to Squall's dorm. One of the bags were starting to rip and she was using her hip to try and keep everything in the bag. When she finally got to the door she didn't know how she was going to knock. Her hands were full. She settle for kicking the door lightly. "Coming!" She heard Squall shout from somewhere in the room. He opened the door and quickly grabbed most of the bags from her. "Did you buy the whole grocery store?" He asked, surprised by how much she had bought.

"No." She said. "Between you and me we're going to need more food."

"If you say so. It's you who eats so much." Rinoa stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh ya. Quistis came by looking for you. She said to tell you to come by her dorm as soon as you got back. Apparently it's important."

"All right." Rinoa said. "You put these groceries away in the fridge." Squall groaned as he looked at all the bags. "And don't you dare just shove stuff everywhere! Put it where it goes." He smiled at the fact that she had just pretty much read his mind.

"Ya,ya. I will." Squall acted like it was such a big burden.

"Thanks, bye." Rinoa said as she walked out the door again. Rinoa started thinking about Seifer again. Maybe Quistis knows something! Rinoa thought excitedly and she quickened her pace. When she got to Quistis's room the door was already open so she just walked in. Quistis was dragging a garbage bag from her kitchen to the door so Rinoa ran over and help her put it into the garbage chute.

"You made it." Quistis said, out of breath still from her massively heavy garbage bag.

"Yup. Is there a problem?" Rinoa asked.

"Ya, sort of. Come in and sit down. This may take a while." Rinoa nodded and sat down on the couch beside Quistis. "Well you know how Seifer and I are dating?"

"Ya."

"Well we havn't really...we havn't done..."

"You havn't had sex yet?" Rinoa asked, trying to be helpful. Quistis was glad that Rinoa got it right away, unlike Seifer.

"Exactly. He thinks that I don't want to have sex with him but the truth is...I'm still a virgin. I'm not ready to have sex yet but I havn't told him that." Quistis said as fast as she could.

"Why didn't you tell him from the beginning?" Rinoa asked.

"It's Seifer. He's known for obssessing about sex. He's almost as bad as Irvine. I was afraid that if I told him that I was a virgin, he wouldn't be interested." Quistis bowed her head in shame. "I should have told him. You're right. Now he thinks I don't care about him and after our fight this morning-"

"You guys had a fight this morning?" That might explain why he was drunk so early, thought Rinoa.

"Yes. I said some pretty nasty things to him too." Quistis admitted.

"I think you should just tell him. He'll understand and he'll stop pressuring you." Rinoa suggested.

"How did you know that he was pressuring me?"

"His room is right by Squall's and he talks loud." Rinoa explained. "By the way, do you know where Seifer is right now?"

"No I don't. I havn't seen him since our fight. Why?" Quistis asked.

"No reason. Look I got to go back and make sure Squall hasn't done anything stupid with the groceries I just bought. Good luck with your problem. I hope my advice helps."

"I hope so too. Thanks." Quistis said as Rinoa walked out of Quistis's room and back down the hallway. So Quistis doesn't know about Seifer's early morning drunkeness, thought Rinoa. That could be bad.

Selphie sat on Zell's couch watching t.v but it was getting really boring. Nothing seemed to be on. You'd think they would play something on a friday afternoon but no. Selphie started to close her eyes to go to sleep but made herself open them again. She was too scared to go to sleep now. All she dreamed about was that night. She currently had huge, dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. Selphie heard a flushing sound and Zell walked out of the bathroom. "What 'cha watching?" Zell asked as he sat down beside her on the couch.

"I don't even know." Selphie replied, rubbing her eyes.

"You should probably go to sleep, Selphie." Zell advised.

"I don't want to. I'm not tired." Selphie replied.

"Try it again without the lying part this time." Zell said.

"I'm too scared. I keep dreaming about the same thing over and over again and I can't make it stop."

"I'll sleep with you if you want." Zell offered and Selphie's eyes widened. "I'll just hold you while you sleep. Hopefully I'll help you actually have a good dream." Zell said with a smile. Selphie thought about it. She was kind of scared at the prospect of Zell sharing the bed with her but it may just help with her dreams, and she was really tired.

"Ok." Selphie agreed as she got up off the couch. She quickly climbed into Zell's bed and he got in on the opposite side. She turned her back to him and he moved up behind her until their bodies were pressed together. He then wrapped his arm around her waist and she began to tremble.

"It's ok Selphie. I won't hurt you, I promise." Zell whispered quietly in her ear.

"I know." She whispered back. "It's not you, it's me." Zell pulled her closer and rested his chin on her head.

"Just know that you don't have to be afraid of me." Zell said gently.

"Thanks." Selphie said suddenly.

"For what?" Zell asked.

"For being you. For helping me out in my time of need, for letting me live with you, for being so patient and sweet and understanding..."

"Your welcome." Zell said. Selphie finally realized that Zell was right. She had nothing to fear of him. He had always protected her from everything. She turned so that her face was pressed to his chest and she snuggled in. She was glad that Zell cared enough about her to do this for her. She wrapped her arms around his waist and slowly fell asleep.

"What do you mean I can't have more beer?" Seifer demanded of the bartender. "I am a loyal customer now keep the beers coming."

"I'm sorry Seifer but I can't." The bartender said.

"I thought we were friends Lionel." Seifer said harshly.

"We are Seifer. I'm letting you drink under age aren't I? I can get my license taken away for that." Seifer just grumbled.

"I'm going home." Seifer said as he walked back to his table. "Where are my keys? My car is waiting for me!" Seifer had finally passed the slurring, dumb drunk stage and shot up to the mean, angry drunk stage.

"I have a place for you to stay tonight." Lionel said.

"I don't want to stay there unless there's sex and pretty girls that are naked and holding guitars." Seifer said.

"Uh, ya that's all there." Lionel agreed to Seifer's little freak fanatsy.

"Then I'm going! You can't stop me." Seifer cried indignantly. That's when the man Lionel called to take Seifer to the hotel came in.

"Is he ready to go?" The man asked.

"I'm going and you can't stop me!" Seifer cried again. Lionel nodded and the man helped Seifer out the door. They got in a golf cart and drove down to the hotel where the man had Seifer locked in his hotel room. He turned to the bell boy and said,

"Let him out when he's sober." Then the man walked away.