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Post by Nadia Donovan on Oct 24, 2008 20:53:41 GMT
Nadia came bursting into her dorm, getting makeup all over her hands from trying to wipe the tears away. It just isn't fair... I was on my way to tell him... to tell him everything... everything... but he was there... touching francis and francis was touching him.... I think I'm having a mental breakdown... My heart... its broken... shattered... how did it happen? How did me kissing Francis happen? I wish it hadn't now.
Nadia kept crying... in the end she couldn't see properly...she was just so angry at Francis... and sad at Ienzo... how could they?
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Post by Estella Cijan on Oct 28, 2008 19:22:23 GMT
((I don't know if you wanted anyone to reply to this or not, but I just will so it won't be one short post by it's self, you know. And also they're in the same dorm, lol. Like, if you want it deleted or anything, just say!))
Estella looked up, startled by the intrusion. She had been lying on her bed, flicking through magazines, trying to advoid the outside world as best she could.
She could hear her roommate's thoughts before she entered the room, but now that Nadia was actually there with her, it seemed that they were the loudest things that Estella could hear.
"Oh..are you okay?" She asked, standing up. Well, of course she wasn't okay, but Estella wasn't sure what to do in this sort of case. She walked over to the crying girl, hesitant of what she should do. she didn't know whether to touch her, or sit her down and talk to her, or just leave her be.
"Here, um, sit down. What happened? Why are you crying?" She asked, softly, yet she could even feel the tone of worry in her voice. Estella hadn't really gotten to know her roommates that well, but she did knew a lot more about them than they knew, after haiving to read their thoughts all the time.
"What happened?" She asked again, sitting down on the bed, gesturing to Nadia to sit beside her.
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Post by Nadia Donovan on Nov 2, 2008 15:02:52 GMT
((No it's fine... I don't mind at all!))
"Oh..are you okay?" Nadia was completely taken by surprise at the thought. It hadn't even registered in her brain that there was someone in the room with her. She looked at the girl who'd spoken. It was Estella. Nadia didn't really know her that well. Estella got up and came towards her. Nadia was standing near her bed, trying to control the sobs escaping her.
"Here, um, sit down. What happened? Why are you crying?" Even though she didn't really know Estella, it was nice to know that someone cared. Nadia remained standing. It was like she couldn't get her brain t o function properly into doing much.
"What happened?" Estella sat on Nadia's bed, motioning for Nadia to do likewise. Again, her concern comforted Nadia a little.
Nadia numbly sat on the bed, pulling her legs up to her chest and resting her head on her knees. The tears were still coming, but the noise seemed to have stopped for the moment. She was trying to get her breathing even, it would help her calm down. Eventually the tears stopped and she managed to taken a deeper breath.
"Em, basically, I walked in on Ienzo kissing Francis." Nadia took an even deeper breath, trying to get out the words, "Of course, it happened only an hour after me kissing Francis. I'm that stupid... Oh, and if you didn't know, me and Ienzo were kind of going out... I don't really know... it all happened so fast..." The tears started again. She loved Ienzo, and now she had basically ruined any chance that they had. How would he ever be able to forgive her... could she even manage to forgive him? Francis was another matter entirely. He was a... she didn't quite know how to describe him. She was plenty angry at him though. It was his fault... But she couldn't put the blame on him. It was her fault. She had kissed him, not the other way around. It was her fault. She didn't want to think who started the other kiss. She could only hope it was Francis. It would give her more reason to hate him aswell.
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Post by Estella Cijan on Nov 2, 2008 20:29:29 GMT
Estella stared infront of her, feeling really out of her depth. But listening to both Nadia's verbal and mental words, Estella found it slightly easier to understand the situation.
"Oh my..." She said, still taken aback at what had happened to her. Estella could hear that Nadia really felt, well, bad about it all. "But..how could something like that happen?" She said out loud by accident.
"I'm sorry, but I've never experianced that." She said with a small laugh. "So I do not really know what to tell you, then." She wished that she could do more, but she really didn't know what to do. Since she had never known too many people, let alone had a boyfriend.
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, feeling unsure if she should comfort the crying girl beside her. "But I'm sure it will be alright." She said, rubbing Nadia's shoulder. "Just take a deep breath, and settle yourself at the moment." Estella leaned her head back and looked at the ceiling, again, wondering what she should do next. She was not used to comforting someone, but she was trying her best.
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Post by Nadia Donovan on Nov 2, 2008 22:50:54 GMT
"Oh my..." It was clear to Nadia that Estella thought that she was some horrible person, to kiss someone else. Nadia didn't disagree but it certain now."But..how could something like that happen?" It was a confirmation. Great.
"I'm sorry, but I've never experianced that." She laughed but Nadia really couldn't see what was so funny. She had just lost her boyfriend. Hilarious. "So I do not really know what to tell you, then."
She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, feeling unsure if she should comfort the crying girl beside her. "But I'm sure it will be alright." She said, rubbing Nadia's shoulder. "Just take a deep breath, and settle yourself at the moment." Nadia obeyed. Estella seemed to be good at this... well...good at breathing techniques anyway.
"Yes, because I've experienced it before. My first boyfriend. Didn't even last long... first love and all that... you expect more somehow... I won't make that mistake again - kissing someone else. I may be inexperienced but still... you'd think I'd know better." Nadia shook her head. The tears had dried up at this stage. She took a mirror out of her pocket and looked at herself. Red eyes, blotchy red face with black streaks running down it. She always wore makeup at inappropriate times. She should have known better. She sighed. What now?
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