Damn Her   

                                                                                                                                          By:  Nicole aka Me   

 

 

CATEGORY:  Drabble

SEASON/SPOILERS:  Season 10 “Memento Mori”

WARNINGS:  None

 

AUTHOR’S WEBSITE:

 

  http://nicolescreativemusings.com

 

 

She‘ll be fine. We’ll find her. That’s what I tell myself as I bite, claw, and spit at my tears that are threatening. I don’t need this. Nothing could be worth this shit. Shooting myself in the foot would be less painful.

She infuriates me. She warms me. She kills me. She gives me life. I hate her. I love her. It’s too much. No woman has ever gotten under my skin the way she has. I want to kiss her and throttle her all at once. Sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between the two desires.

I sit down on my bed and bury my face in my slightly trembling hands. How could she do this? Leave me again. Wondering if she’s okay, if I’ll ever see her again. One night out, a few drinks, a nice dinner. Not even that could go smoothly. Now she’s gone, and no matter how hard I try to tell myself I’d be this upset over any of my teammates, a part of me knows the truth.

I look at the white flower, the one that had been in Vala’s long black hair only hours before, now crushed and broken in my hand.

Damaged.

Just like me.

Just like her.

I felt a tear escape.

Damn her.

 

 

                                                                                  ** The End **   

 

 

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