Everyone was talking about the things they had done this past few weeks of summer when you decided that maybe you should take a break. It wasn't that you didn't have a thousand things you wanted to tell the others about, but it was getting harder to fake it. Being in the same room with them for so long was starting to take its toll. You weren't expecting Rose to tag along, but she didn't seem to want to wait for an invitation, either.
"Just be careful, okay?" was all she said. She smiled and added "You really need to work on those emotions of yours. They're gonna get you in trouble one of these days... Maybe even tonight." You didn't respond, mostly because she had already left back into the den, but also because there wasn't really anything to say. That girl was an enigma even you couldn't understand, sometimes. But you guessed that something was gonna go down tonight. Why else would she feel the need to warn you? Or was she guiding you? If nothing else, she was definitely your ecto-biological clone daughter, what with all the mind games she liked to play.
You decided it was a warning. She was right, after all. You really needed to get your emotions in check. This was supposed to be a friendly get together. But all you could think about was…
No. Not now. Not right now. Not on this day. Especially today. This day was about Jake and Jane, not you and your feelings. You had decided not to make it about you two years ago when Jane asked you for permission to date Jake. It had been killing you ever since, but then you put yourself in this position. This was happening because you told her it was okay. You wished, for two years now, that you could just get over it, but… Why did you have to be a heart player?
You walked throughout the halls for a bit, like a ghost, before deciding to go upstairs. Maybe you could release a bit of tension by letting off a bit of your emotions. It wouldn't have been the first time you'd used your powers like that since leaving sburb. It wouldn't be the first time, but you knew it had a bit of a bad effect on you that would leave you too incapacitated to return downstairs, tonight. Was that what Rose meant by being careful? You thought about restraining but the alternative was just too unbearable this time.
You found your usual room and began. Purple and white filled the room in waves of electrical discharge. It wasn't long before you found the right emotion, the only emotion, lately, and it began to surface. It consumed you and you let it, the only feeling you could feel. The only one that you would expose now so that it would never come out in public. You held on tight to that feeling and let it eat away at you until there was nothing left for it to take. The whole thing took about fifteen minutes and like always, you felt much better. And like always, you felt the guilt of having to go to such lengths just to keep yourself in check. Jake was your best friend, after all. If he knew about any of this, it would have crushed him. And tonight of all nights…
You let yourself cool off for a bit. You could have just gone back down to be with the others, but you were too emotionally high on that feeling. You'd just end up doing something you'd regret. But after another fifteen minutes of sitting in the same room, you began to get restless. You tried pacing but that only seemed to make it worse, so you stepped out and into the darkened halls. That's when you saw her, standing in front of an opened closet, trying to reach something. A towel? Her dress was soaking wet in the front. You looked away for a moment and leaned against the wall opposite from her, but your eyes couldn't help but be drawn in by the ridiculous sight.
She started to stretch on her toes, but you could tell it would be pointless. She was pretty short, even if that were the opinion of a giant like yourself. It wasn't until she started jumping that you realized that maybe watching her was a bad idea. You began to walk over and help. Your hands almost touched as you brought the towel she had been reaching for down to her. You should have just left after that. You should have, but you were still pretty high on that feeling.
"Dirk," she said, a little surprised. She began to flush. "Ah, you saw that, huh? It must have looked pretty stupid," she continued, tucking back a curl behind her ear. You smiled a bit and let out a small laugh.
"Uh, yeah. Just a bit." She grimaced. You noticed you were standing a bit too close to her and the closet, so you placed your free hand on one of the shelves behind her and moved to get out of her way. But the shelf gave under the pressure and came falling down. It all just happened so quickly. Jane jumped and crashed into you just as you were falling into her and you both landed awkwardly in the closet ruins, you holding her just above the mess that now littered the floor.
Both in shock, you looked at each other with wide eyes and then began to laugh at how ridiculous you were. You were surprised that no one heard you, but they were downstairs in the den. But as Jane continued laughing, you stopped to listen to her. You remembered thinking how beautiful it sounded. You remember being so close to her, holding her. And you were still high on those feelings.