Riza walked away from Havoc, furious and embarrassed. She was mad at Havoc for even asking that question, embarrassed because she was afraid to answer it, and mad at herself for not answering. Tears spilled from her eyes for what seemed to be the fiftieth time that day in frustration because that's how she felt above all the other emotions that were swimming inside her. She was frustrated. Frustrated at him because he promised he wouldn't go out with any other women, but he did. Frustrated at herself for not being the kind of woman he'd like to be with… to stay with. Frustrated at their jobs for getting in the way of their relationship. Frustrated at Havoc who tried to comfort her, but made her feel even more pathetic. Frustrated of her appearance, frustrated of her past, frustrated at her future, frustrated of her morals. Hell, she was frustrated of her whole damn life. It was as if she couldn't do anything right. All her life she was looked down upon and felt sorry for because she wasn't what they wanted out of her and what they expected of her. And when she entered the military, she thought she had found something she could always perfect and continue doing. But now, it seemed as if she were mistaken. And what made her so frustrated was that what she had so wanted to leave in the past came back to haunt her in the present day. She felt so hopeless and pathetic, even more so than when she was a disappointment to her parents, because now, she was a disappointment to him…and herself. But even as she was thinking this, she knew that, in the dark of her mind, it wasn't her fault that he did what he had done. She didn't know what to do, but as she walked, Havoc's words echoed in her head: …it will hurt you more to stay and have your heart played with. If this guy can't be good enough to stay with you, then he doesn't deserve to have you. The more Riza thought about this, the more it made sense to her. Her feelings grew strong and she was positive of what she knew she had to do. And in the state that she was in, she was willing to try anything that rid her of the pain he caused, no matter how much she didn't want it.
When Riza arrived at her front door, Hayate yipped rather enthusiastically and more often than usual. Assuming he was just glad to be home to have his dinner, Riza smiled at the excited pup. No matter how she was feeling, the innocent and almost child-like eagerness always managed to make her smile. As she opened the door and stepped inside, she almost recoiled back as she felt another presence in her house…his presence. Having been with him so long, she knew that he was here and immediately, her eyes hardened. The door closed softly behind her and two arms came out from behind and wrapped around her waist. "Riza…" he murmured, kissing her neck. "…I missed you." Enveloped in that cologne of his that made her feel so at ease and being held by him almost made Riza give into his actions. For a moment she forgot the whole ordeal, but she came to her senses as she remembered why she was upset in the first place. She knew those piercing dark eyes and messy black hair that buried in her hair. She knew those calloused hands and strong arms that held her. Her heart gave a painful squeeze as she realized that this was the man her heart fell in love with, and the same man who broke it. A pained look crossed her features and she uttered one name.
"Roy."
Yes, I know... it's short, but I had to update. And hey... at least the mystery man has finally been revealed (although you all probably knew who it was anyways) Um... I should have the next chapter up soon. Maybe during this week or the next... heh
Please review, because I need to know if this story is worth giving an effort for.