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Vi stooped atop her wooden perch, gazing over the underground establishment that was her home. Her mind was…well…while her corporal form might now be free, her conscious definitely did not feel that way. And as stupid as it felt given the craziness of her situation, silco, her sister, the council, what truly imprisoned her thoughts was her .
All the times she’d made her smile and pulled a chuckle from her throat. Or how adorably frightened she looked as she watched her scarf down an entire meal in seconds. How selfless she’d been, barely even hesitating to give up her possessions or even herself for her safety. How awful she was at lying. How innocent she was, both good and bad.
But what didn’t make sense was how much she missed her. It’d barely been hours but already she found herself consumed by thoughts of that tall officer. Even when she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help it.
It felt wrong that being without her made her feel so alone. That not having her there to talk to made her existence feel like a void. That everytime she stopped and took a breath she felt this pull in her heart, this ache to be with her, be beside her. Hell, they’d been practically inseparable for days now, they’d spent hours upon hours side by side. It shouldn’t be this way, but it was.
She was hurting, longing, yearning. And she had no one to blame but herself. She’d pushed her away, and now she wanted nothing more to drag her close. To hear that freaking adorable accent chide her for being reckless. To feel that comfort and ease in knowing she had someone watching over her, guarding her backside. To stand in awe of the woman’s detective skills. To look into those eyes like she had in that massive bedroom, her gut tightening as a loose strand of her pink hair was caressed to the side.
God this was so stupid. How could this be the thing that was driving her crazy. How was this the one that had her throwing down gulps of what tasted like absolute ass. But it was, and each passing second only made the hurt that much worse. And each incoming second only made her long for more, because maybe she deserved this. Maybe this was what she had earned for turning her back on her.
Stop lying to yourself , she thought, that won’t make it easier either .
That little voice in her head was right. Painting herself as the villain wouldn’t help either, partly because she was so kind she’d probably forgive her anyway. She was so understanding…even when she didn’t, you could see that she wanted to, always tried her hardest to.
“Holy shit I’m down horrendous,” Vi announced to the empty bar as another gulp seared her throat. The worst part, it wasn’t the alcohol that warmed her chest. Nope, it was the thought of that annoyingly tall, annoyingly silky haired officer. Raising the glass in the air, she exhaled a heavy sigh, “Here’s to you.”
And that’s when everything went black.