06-14-2018, 05:21 PM
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Shay was no stranger to having to watch those you love die. In her years on Earth, she had had to witness it countless times. She had sat beside them, those she lost. She had held their shaking hands, and she had felt their grip on her slowly, slowly loosening. She had watched, with great tears, as the light of life drained out of their own eyes. With trembling voice, she had assured them everything would be alright. Through sobs, she sang gently to them as they slipped into the afterlife, leaving her and the rest of everything they had ever known.
She had held onto Margaret, once, as her wife died. Shay had held her hand and begged her not to leave. Margy had simply smiled sadly, placing her hand on Shay's cheek. She had tried to explain she would be back, that she could never truly leave Shay's side, but despite knowing her wife would return, the pain of parting (if only for a short while), had destroyed a part of her soul.
Shay wasn't sure. Maybe she was just selfishness. Maybe she just couldn't deal with being alone. It felt like she had been on her own her entire life, and after she met her wife, it felt like she was home. To have that feeling, that person, ripped away from you in one fluid movement was more than words could describe. It pained her more than anything else had in the past and probably more than anything in the future. It took her breath away. It made her lose a sense of purpose and belonging.
And now, as her wife was pregnant, she was beginning to feel these things again. Cruel thoughts crept up into her mind, and she tried to fight them. It made her sick to think about. And the whole situation with Bast only made it worse. His yelling and accusations made her feel like complete and utter shit, like a failure. A part of her knew it was true and maybe that was what hurt the worst.
Drawn from her thoughts by Hazel's voice, she almost jumped. The Ecliptic Admiral smiled as she realized who it was, and nodded her head at the question. "Yeah, yeah, c'mon in," she said. Upon noticing the other female's shaken appearance, concern washed over her face. She put her instrument down and focused completely on Hazel. "What's wrong?"
Shay was no stranger to having to watch those you love die. In her years on Earth, she had had to witness it countless times. She had sat beside them, those she lost. She had held their shaking hands, and she had felt their grip on her slowly, slowly loosening. She had watched, with great tears, as the light of life drained out of their own eyes. With trembling voice, she had assured them everything would be alright. Through sobs, she sang gently to them as they slipped into the afterlife, leaving her and the rest of everything they had ever known.
She had held onto Margaret, once, as her wife died. Shay had held her hand and begged her not to leave. Margy had simply smiled sadly, placing her hand on Shay's cheek. She had tried to explain she would be back, that she could never truly leave Shay's side, but despite knowing her wife would return, the pain of parting (if only for a short while), had destroyed a part of her soul.
Shay wasn't sure. Maybe she was just selfishness. Maybe she just couldn't deal with being alone. It felt like she had been on her own her entire life, and after she met her wife, it felt like she was home. To have that feeling, that person, ripped away from you in one fluid movement was more than words could describe. It pained her more than anything else had in the past and probably more than anything in the future. It took her breath away. It made her lose a sense of purpose and belonging.
And now, as her wife was pregnant, she was beginning to feel these things again. Cruel thoughts crept up into her mind, and she tried to fight them. It made her sick to think about. And the whole situation with Bast only made it worse. His yelling and accusations made her feel like complete and utter shit, like a failure. A part of her knew it was true and maybe that was what hurt the worst.
Drawn from her thoughts by Hazel's voice, she almost jumped. The Ecliptic Admiral smiled as she realized who it was, and nodded her head at the question. "Yeah, yeah, c'mon in," she said. Upon noticing the other female's shaken appearance, concern washed over her face. She put her instrument down and focused completely on Hazel. "What's wrong?"
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE