Prompt 47. always.
Aoko let the door shut behind her with a tight snap before before sliding down on her bottom, pulling her knees up to her chin and just sitting for a long time. She should probably get up and clean something. Aoko knew she’d feel better if she did, she always did. However, somehow she just didn’t feel like she could move right now. But why should she feel so let down? It wasn’t like liked him like that anyway, right?
And it hit her. She had felt this way before, what ever this feeling was she had felt it before. She had felt it every time Akako would look over at Kaito. She felt it when they took a class skiing trip and she found out about her school mate’s crush on her childhood friend. It was Jealousy mixed with a bit of helplessness. It was Kaito and Akako all over again.
It felt like someone had just ripped a rug right out from under her and she’d just crashed to the floor with a painful thump. Or even maybe like someone had turned gravity off for a while and suddenly turned it back on. Almost like she’d had the wind knocked out of her while she was dreaming and reality was crashing around her, swallowing her whole and reminding her that she was nothing but a common girl and no one wanted someone common.
.....
She swallowed the lump in her throat and blinked back her tears. She was not going to cry over something that was just supposed to be. She wasn’t going to cry when she should be happy for someone-but damn it, it was so hard not too. Was it so much to ask that for once she could more then just a friend to someone?
....Of course it was. She wasn’t very developed, she had a horrible temper problem and she just wasn’t that pretty. She was plain and probably wouldn’t ever manage to turn a single head.
....She’d just have to settle for being a friend. Just. Like. Always.
She really shouldn't get so worked up over it, she'd already seen it with Kaito and Akako so why should she feel like this when it Happened between Yoh and someone else? It wasn't like she thought it would be different- or even that it would be different the next time she started to like someone-oh.
....
Damn it. She did like him.
With another swallow and another blink she decided to get to her feet and find her feather duster. There had to be something to clean.
And it hit her. She had felt this way before, what ever this feeling was she had felt it before. She had felt it every time Akako would look over at Kaito. She felt it when they took a class skiing trip and she found out about her school mate’s crush on her childhood friend. It was Jealousy mixed with a bit of helplessness. It was Kaito and Akako all over again.
It felt like someone had just ripped a rug right out from under her and she’d just crashed to the floor with a painful thump. Or even maybe like someone had turned gravity off for a while and suddenly turned it back on. Almost like she’d had the wind knocked out of her while she was dreaming and reality was crashing around her, swallowing her whole and reminding her that she was nothing but a common girl and no one wanted someone common.
.....
She swallowed the lump in her throat and blinked back her tears. She was not going to cry over something that was just supposed to be. She wasn’t going to cry when she should be happy for someone-but damn it, it was so hard not too. Was it so much to ask that for once she could more then just a friend to someone?
....Of course it was. She wasn’t very developed, she had a horrible temper problem and she just wasn’t that pretty. She was plain and probably wouldn’t ever manage to turn a single head.
....She’d just have to settle for being a friend. Just. Like. Always.
She really shouldn't get so worked up over it, she'd already seen it with Kaito and Akako so why should she feel like this when it Happened between Yoh and someone else? It wasn't like she thought it would be different- or even that it would be different the next time she started to like someone-oh.
....
Damn it. She did like him.
With another swallow and another blink she decided to get to her feet and find her feather duster. There had to be something to clean.