This one is b0ldasl0ve's (Fanfiction won't let me put the periods for some odd reason.) request – Mariam jealous. I was happy to comply. Oh, and Happy October, everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade.
Enjoy!
Jealousy
Green is the color of that little devil we call jealousy – the one that wriggles its way into you and sits, writhing like a dozen snakes, in your innermost conscious. It claws, tears, bites, beats, rips, and shreds, just itching to take you over.
Mariam's eyes were looking extra green lately.
Ever since the news had aired the footage of the BEGA versus BBA tournament, she'd been in a particularly sour mood. The reason, though she'd never admit it, was jealousy. Holed up in her room, all alone, she watched the scenes unfold for the thousandth time, trying to come to terms with her emotions. It wasn't something she did often.
She saw the team she once knew as the Bladebreakers, now with a new, rather short addition, celebrating after a win. Then a picture flashed of her hugging Max.
"Hilary." Mariam frowned.
Why was it so hard for her to see two people hug? Why was she so envious of them – of her? It's because you love him. No, she didn't love Max. he was cute in a boyish way, but not someone she looked at as a potential boyfriend. Liar.
Mariam reached for the remote and turned off her television. A jealous liar was all she was. She laughed bitterly and left to get some air.
A/N: I would like to say that the length of your requested drabble has nothing to do with how much I like you, how much I liked your request, or anything else like that. I don't plan how long they're going to be, but some just end quicker than others.
I will admit that I could've done this better and I may take a second shot at it later on, but I'm in a bad mood right now because of stupid people I thought were my friends. Here's your tip for the day: Never get a Facebook. Someone may verbally attack your sister forcing you to take immediate action only to have both of those verbal abusers remove you from their friend's list because they're just that mature. To think it all started over an unanswered phone call.
Now that I've finished with that little speech/rant/thing, I hope you liked this!
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