Broken

Chapter II

"Smoking or Non-Smoking?" The hostess asked as the women walked up to the podium.

"Smoking…" Selphie requested. Her friend looked at her with wide eyes.

"Non." Quistis said giving the hostess a look that demanded she get her way instead of Selphie's. She nudged her shorter friend with her elbow as they followed the hostess to the table.

"You're quitting, remember?" She said sternly. Selphie nodded lethargically.

They sat across from each other at a small table. After ordering, Quistis got the wicked smile on her face that her brunette friend knew all too well.

"Out with it…" She said and the strawberry blonde feigned ignorance.

"Out with what, Selph?"

Selphie rolled her eyes.

"Just tell me who it is…"

"Who?"

"You know damn well who."

Quistis burst into laughter.

"Irvine…" She finally said.

"Irvine!" Selphie screeched.

"Irvine."

"Irvine?"

Selphie was quite taken aback by the statement.

"But…he's a slut, isn't he?" She asked through her laughter. Quistis joined in her laughter.

"I don't think he's as big of a slut as everyone thinks, Selph. And even if he is, aren't you just looking for sex anyway?"

"Not from a friend as close as Irvine." She said.

The meals came and they ate their meals through laughter and girl-talk.

When the evening ended, Selphie found herself in Quistis's dorm, having a few drinks.

"He is pretty sexy though…" The brunette admitted, loosened by the alcohol.

"Well, then, go for it."

"I can't…"

"Why, Selph…I mean, damn. Give me one good reason why you couldn't take a chance." Quistis asked.

"Well, ya know…Zell—"

"Stop right there!" She interrupted, raising her hand to silence her friend. "Zell is an asshole, okay? We're not gonna put your future on hold because of him."

"I know, but—"

"No buts."

Selphie saw a look of seriousness that she hadn't seen in ages. All she did was meekly nod in agreement and her friend knew that she had gotten through to her.

Many drinks later, Selphie decided it was time to go back to her dorm. Quistis, slightly more sober than her friend, offered to walk her, but Selphie refused.

"I'll be fine…" She said as she walked towards the door.

"See you in the morning, Selph."

"Yea…" Selphie said, a drunken smile dancing on her face.

They briskly kissed cheeks and Selphie left, closing the door behind her. As she walked down the halls, she thought of Irvine.

Something about him was weighing on her mind. Was it only because he was interested in her? Or was it because…maybe she had feelings for him as well?

Now that she was thinking about it, she realized Irvine had been there with her through everything she had been through. He was there throughout the entire relationship, as well as the breakup. He'd always been there to help her through everything that was going on. And she was really realizing this for the first time.

As she made her way to her room, she bumped into someone. Someone tall.

"Maybe you should watch where you're going, Messenger Girl…" A voice said, laughing heartily.

She didn't even need to look up to know who it was, but she did anyway.

Seifer Almasy.

When he noticed how drunk she was, he put his arm around her and walked her to her dorm.

"You gonna be okay?" He asked.

"Yea…I know I'm drunk, but I'm not that drunk." She said with a slight laugh.

He laughed with her, standing awkwardly in the doorway of her dorm as she made her way inside.

"You…uh….wanna come in?" She asked, shocking herself slightly.

Oh yea…This is why she didn't drink as much as she used to.

When she was drunk, her libido made decisions for her.

"Really?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yea…" She smiled, walking over to him seductively and pulling him into the room.

Seifer kicked the door closed behind him. He leaned down and kissed her harshly, shoving his tongue into her mouth. She surprised herself as she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. He laid her onto the bed, his hand behind her head as she landed on the pillows. All of the sudden, he was on top of her.

She spread her legs and he rested between them, smothering her face in kisses, breathing excitedly. His daring hands traced along her thighs and crept their way up higher, into the privacy of her short dress.

She drew in a shaky breath as his fingers found their way over her thong. He rubbed her quickly, urgently as though his life depended on it.

Pure lust at its finest.

Finally, she watched him slide her thong off her legs, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands found their way to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them quickly, pulling them down just enough for her to get what she was after.

He spread her legs wider, allowing himself entry as he plunged inside. His thrusting was quick and rough, but she didn't really mind. This was exactly what she needed.

The sex was over rather quickly, leaving both of them exhausted afterwards, amazed at what had just happened.

After an awkward kiss goodbye, he left her in her bed. She rolled over and looked at the phone.

No…She wouldn't bother Quistis with this tonight.

She rolled over and fell asleep, feeling slightly out of character, but not in the least bit regretful.