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Post by tessa on Jul 24, 2010 13:25:04 GMT -5
[/b] Ah but she was already gone. I sighed and slid my back down a large tree, rubbing my face in the palms of my hands. What had I done, I asked myself. Maybe I was too harsh? Maybe I should have not exploded all over the place. Maybe I should, oh I don't know, trust her? But it was so hard not to want to hover over her and make sure she was okay. I mean this isn't any normal town. She isn't any normal girl, either, she's being followed and hunted by a fleet of knowledge hungry scientists who will do god knows what to her and no, I cannot just let that happen. But I've never really had to care about anything other than myself I don't know what to do. Xara was a grown woman with Max to look after her when I wasn't there. Sephira has me. She has nothing. What can I do? I am only one person. I sighed and stood after a while, Sephira had probably long gone home by now , and walked down the path towards my car, still thinking. The scientists hadn't shown themselves in a long time which meant they were planning something. I didn't like it. I expected a man to come out from the shadows and attack me at any moment. I was, half the time, a nervous wreck when I was with Sephira. I slid into the car and turned the ignition, sinking into the soft cushions of the seat and wrapping my hands around the steering wheel. I figured she was probably at home by then but I kept my foot light on the gas as I drove homeward. I didn't see her on any of the roads home and so I parked in front of the building and walked up to my apartment, unlocking the door. It was quiet. Dead quiet. Had she not come home? Maybe she was in her room. Nope. Not there. I started to panic. Had she not made it home- But I heard the sounds from the bathroom, and I slunk closer, pressing my ear to the door, trying to hear if it was her or not, my hand on the doorknob. "Sephira?" I called, simultaneously turning the doorknob. It was locked. I jiggled it harder, for some reason, and banged on the door. "Sephira open the door!" I called through the wood. I banged harder, yanking on the doorknob almost furiously, but not in anger: I was freaking. "Sephira!" [/ul][/blockquote][/size]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 24, 2010 21:05:28 GMT -5
She had been drying her hair when all of a sudden loud banging and rattling of the door knob broke through the silence, startling her. She almost slid and fell as she scrambled for the door.
With the towel covering up her hair, she unlocked and opened the door with a half smile, "Hey Karla. Sorry if I worried you." She stepped out of the bathroom and turned off the light as she walked Karla back to the living room.
"Hope your not too mad that I ran off earlier. I had an idea and wanted to turn it into a suprise to I hurried off so you couldn't see what I was doing." She stopped and sat Karla down on the couch before throwing off the towel to show off her new hair style.
"So, do you like it?" She asked as she flipped it about in a happy manner. "I figured if I changed my look, maybe the scientists wouldn't recognize me!" She raised her hand up to rest on the back of her head and smiled nervously, waiting for a reply.
(Sorry if I power played Karla a bit, didn't know what else to do otherwise. Hope you don't mind. If it bothers you I can change it.)
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Post by tessa on Jul 25, 2010 2:52:19 GMT -5
[/b] she showed me her hair. It was cropped very short, and her beautiful blond hair was ruined. She'd turned it black, and it matched mine almost perfectly. I stood slowly and reached out to it, feeling it as if I knew it could not be real. She hadn't... My voice filled with emotion then, and I felt like a complete bitch. I was a terrible person, and all I wanted to do was go back in time and fix it. Fix everything. "Sephira..." I felt my left arm cross my stomach to hold my right side just above my hip and my right hand creep up to my mouth as I shook my head sadly. "Oh, honey...your hair." I reached out to touch the soft wet hair again, pulled it away and crossed my arms over my chest. What had I done? Had I damaged some sort of psyche or something? See, this is why I should never have children. This is why Sephira should be living with Xara or why I should have done the right thing and found her a better home. I am not meant to do this, and I felt every bit of the scum that I am at that moment. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and whither away. But she'd hate that. I swallowed, "I mean, well, it looks good. But you didn't have to change yourself, not for me, Sephira, I was wrong, okay? I'm sorry. What I did, what I said, it was wrong. I've just been so worried about you..." I was lost for words for the one hundredth time or so since we've met. And, again, I felt like a complete ass. Why did she even stay? [/blockquote][/size][/ul]
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Post by brittaney on Jul 25, 2010 11:08:10 GMT -5
Her smile faded and Karla began to get upset, apologizing to her as she felt her hair and covered her mouth in shock, "Oh no no! Don't think it was because of you!" She panicked.
She waved her arms frantically as she tried to correct the situation, "No, I'm changing up my looks so no one will recognize me, so you don't have to worry about me to the point of having a heart attack while I'm outside the house." She explained. She gave a small sigh as she bent over a little bit to catch her breath.
She straightened back up and looked at Karla with an innocent grin as she rubbed the back of her now bare neck, "Besides I wanted to try a different look. Having been on the run made me realize how boring it's been looking the same as I had for years on end. So what do you think?" She spun around to show her all of her hair. She stopped as she finished her 360 spin.
(Sorry its so short. D: and sorry you were feeling blue. Your posts are alot better than mine though~)
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Post by tessa on Jul 25, 2010 23:05:02 GMT -5
[/i]for me. She'd said it: so I wouldn't have to worry. I felt myself smile ironically. I would still worry about her, no matter what she looked like. I decided to stop being so damned gloomy. Maybe I could fix this. I consciously relaxed myself and lowered my arms to my side. I still had that look on my face that said 'I feel like a complete fucking bitch', and I did still feel like that. And more so. But the least I could do is tell her her hair looked nice. She'd done a huge thing by getting rid of it and dying it black. What would it have done to her if I said she'd made such a huge mistake? I smiled, "Well I think it looks lovely. We could be like, sisters or something." I shrugged. We could be. I'd rather people guessing we were sisters than mother and daughter. Shit I feel old. My head turned as my buzzer sounded and I crossed the room and pressed the button, "Yeah?""Miss Daskalov?" I didn't know that voice...? I shouldn't have hesitated. "Who is this?" I asked. They weren't going to tell me. "She's in here: Miss Daskalov," I felt my legs weaken, "we would like to discuss a proposi-" I pulled my finger off the button, calm as I have ever been. Thinking as clearly as I ever had. The fucking thing kept buzzing. They were adamant. "Sephira, get into my room, close the door, and the curtains and turn off the lights. Do it, please. Now!" [/ul][/blockquote][/size]
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