Whats up guys! ...I know, I know, I am so late. I know I promised I'd update more often, but I don't think I can promise that at the moment. Life's been really complicated. I will not go any more than two months between updates! (Not that I think it will take that long.)
Anyway, here you guys go. This chapter may not seem like my usual writing, but I'm having a little writers block. I got kind of carried away with the drama...
Just read it and tell me if you like it.
"You've only been standing out here for two seconds." Zeb muttered to Ezra.
"Yeah. Two seconds too long." The teen shot back.
Everyone went inside at Ezra's retort.
"What happened out there?" Kanan asked.
"Nothing much. I fought a few creatures, almost froze to death and… Yup. That's pretty much it."
"Well, we're glad to have you back safe." Hera smiled.
Sabine was indeed glad to have Zeb back.
Even though he hurts my feelings like every time I talk to him. She thought with irritation. It was true. Every time they talked to each other, he always said something that upset her. And he never seemed to care or feel sorry for it.
The joy she felt for his return quickly melted away as she went deeper into her mental conversation. He was mean to her. He didn't deserve this.
"Lets go eat." Kanan suggested. "Zeb is probably starving."
Sabine planned to eat in her room again. But now she felt obligated to eat with the crew to celebrate Zeb's return. She quietly turned to leave, hoping the crew wouldn't notice her leaving as they laughed and talked on their way to the common room. But, just when she thought she'd get away with it, Kanan turned around with 'I'll be right there' and walked towards Sabine.
Dang it…
"You gonna' come eat with us, Monster?"
"Uh… No." She said hoping she sounded more confident than she was.
"How come? Zeb just got back."
"I know but…"
"But what? He's your family. You should spend time with him."
"I don't want to." She stated, feeling the fear and uneasiness rise up as she dared go as far as she had.
"You don't want to?" Kanan said slowly, thinking each word over carefully.
"No… Not really…"
"Okay… This is more serious than I thought." He said, barely louder than a whisper and talking very slow as though thinking each word over before he said it.
Sabine watched as he put a hand on his chin and closed his eyes, thinking deeply. After a minute or two, he opened his eyes again and began talking, but, while no longer slowly, still gently and quietly.
"Is there a reason you don't want to be with Zeb?"
"…He hates me." She blurted.
"What? Zeb loves you. He's always saying how you remind him of his own family."
"Really?"
"Of course… But I know you aren't someone who jumps to conclusions. So may I ask, what makes you think he hates you?"
"Because he told me he hates kids! And he called me ugly! And he said he doesn't like teena-"
"Wait, hold on. Zeb called you ugly?" Kanan interrupted her speedy rambling.
"Well… N-No… But he implied it. I asked him if he thought I was pretty, and do you know what he said?"
"I don't do emotional stuff?"
"Yes! He told me he doesn't do emotional stuff! Everyone does emotional stuff! Does he not feel emotion! Is he a robot or something! Can't-"
"Hold on, hold on, hold on, stop for a second."
"But the-"
"Breath."
Sabine stopped abruptly, taking a deep breath with Kanan.
"Okay. Now, tell me why this upsets you?"
"Since when are you a psychologist?" She retorted.
"Sabine."
The girl took a breath. "It just… I mean, we're all so good at helping each other when one of us is down, confused, or just needs attention. Heck, even Ezra knows how to be a good broth- I mean team mate. Team mate. Yeah. So, why can't Zeb? I mean, why in the name of the stars can he not deal with mental issues with his family!"
"Easy, Monster, easy… Zeb is a Lasat. Lasats don't understand emotion as well as other people do… Actually, that's something you and Zeb have in common."
"What! Me something in common with Zeb! Uh, no."
"Actually, yeah. Mandolorians aren't as bad a Lasats, but they still are forced to choke down any mushy or deep feelings they might have."
"What do you know about Mandalorians!" She screamed, having no idea why she was being charged by so much negative emotion as they had this conversation, screaming almost everything no matter how many times Kanan tried to calm her.
"I live with one." He joked, staying patient and serious the whole time.
"Stop-uh! I don't care what you think you know! You have no idea why Zeb does what he does and you have no idea how Mandalorians treat emotion!" She wailed, her voice cracking.
"Sabine, calm down. It's okay. I'm not insulting you, nor am I mad. I'm just trying to help you understand."
"Understand! Understand what! There's nothing to understand and you have nothing to help me with! I don't need your help! I don't need you!"
Kanan's face was temporarily washed over by shock and horror, but he quickly wiped it off and said calmly, "I know you're mad at Zeb, but you don't have to take it out on other members of the crew. I don't mind if you want to talk about it, but taking out your anger out -on anybody- is not a good way to deal with things."
"If you know I'm mad at Zeb, why do you care that I yell at you!"
"It's okay, just stop for a moment and take a deep breath."
"No! I won't! I won't give in to you! I've done nothing wrong! You hear me! Nothing!" She shrieked furiously, baring her teeth as she spoke.
"Are you okay? This is not like you." He said through shock, confusion and concern.
"Not like me?" She snarled, eyes glazed with fury. "What's wrong? Is the goodie-two-shoes me better? Would you like me to fake good behavior again! Is that better!"
"No. No. Something's wrong. This is wrong. What's going on? Tell me, it's okay."
"I have nothing to tell you." She growled through clenched teeth, looking him square in the eye on her tip-toes. Then, she turned around and slunk away, her insides burning with rage and hate.
To be continued! Ha! Ha! Just kidding. They're all 'to be continued' chapters. Anyway, I already have a plan for the story, but go ahead and guess what you think is going on with our artist. Think deep... Deep. *Stares out into space*
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