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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