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 Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:14 pm
Amaya stopped what she was doing and let her head hang, shoulders shaking slightly. "I always get a feeling it's my fault..." She took a breath inbetween sentences. "I know it's stupid but... they went out the night before my birthday to get my birthday present... b-because if they bought it any sooner I would find it." A hoarse laugh escaped her mouth. "They were out shopping for me and having a night to themselves when... when..." Her voice choked and she couldn't finish her sentence.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:18 pm
Oh no. She had her own issues with the death of her father by cancer, but she couldn't imagine living with something like that. Holding out her arms to Amaya, she offered a hug. "Oh honey, you can't blame yourself! Your parents clearly loved you very much."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:22 pm
Sniffing, she let herself fall into Greer's embrace. How come Greer was always the one around when she ended up needing comforting? "I know b-but I can't h-help it." She choked out between short, almost silent sobs. It had been 10 years since she started to cry at around the same time on the same day... gradually it was getting harder and harder to cry over it which scared her. She wanted to cry, especially for her parents.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:28 pm
"Shh, I know." Greer closed her eyes, mimicing the motions her mother had gone through for her when she was fifteen. "If there was I way I could've died instead of my dad, I would have. It's a horrible, natural feeling. But it wasn't your fault."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:31 pm
Amaya nodded, unable to really respond as she choked back a few more sobs. "I-I know... but you can't help b-but feel that you could've done... s-something to prevent it."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:37 pm
Greer gave the girl a big squeeze and then held her at arms length, giving her a sad smile while she wiped away her tears. "Of course not. When my dad was in the hospital I practically stuck a needle in my arm in an effort to get them to give him a blood transfution in hopes that would make him better. He had heart cancer, so it wouldn't, but that didn't stop me from trying."
She nodded to the construction project. "You are a very loving daughter to torture yourself like this building these. Why the beach?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:42 pm
"I'm sorry..." She sniffed, sitting up but letting Greer still hold her. "'Cause the view." Her head turned around to the ocean, the sunset just starting to reach the edge of the waves. "Dad never did like the beach even though my mom did... but we all loved the sunset, so I figured they would like it here where they could watch it every night."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:47 pm
She smiled, smoothing Amaya's hair behind her ears. "That's a lovely sentiment. Mind if I stay and share it with you?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:51 pm
"Sure." Amaya finally gave a small smile.
Shortly after, a yawn escaped her mouth and she started to lean into Greer. Paired with crying and the sun setting, she was starting to get rather cold and felt anemic. Her eyelids slowly started to drop, shoulders sagging.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:54 pm
Greer smiled, tugging the girl into the crook of her arm. Poor thing had had a bad day, and was becoming reptilian besides. She needed to get warm.
"Come on you, let's get you home so you can sleep."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 8:59 pm
"Nnnn..." Amaya squeezed her eyes shut hard to wake herself up a bit. "Mmkay." She stood and let out another yawn, looking down at the three posts she had made for her father, mother and grandmother. A small prayer ran through her mind for them even though she herself wasn't at all faithful, it was just a habit she had picked up over the years since her parents had always been. Green eyes trailed back up to Greer and she smiled again. "Thanks Greer..."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 9:01 pm
She smiled, putting an arm around the girl's shoulders and turning them back towards the village. "Anytime. We islanders are practically family after all. The experiments must take care of their own."
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 9:06 pm
She laughed slightly and nodded as they walked, being a little taller then she initially was when she arrived due to the fact that she now had to walk on tiptoe. "Yeah..."
As they reached her duplex, she unlocked the door and opened it slightly, a rush of hot and humid air pouring out from inside. "Thanks again, Greer... your kinda like the mother figure I've been missing these few years." Giving a goodnight and a wave, she vanished inside her duplex.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 9:10 pm
Greer blinked, just barely remembering to wave good bye. Her? A mother figure? Woah. Her feet turned her back to her duplex while her brain whirred. How the heck had that happened? She needed to talk to one of her boys.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:42 pm
Emelyn didn't know why her feet had carried her to the beach. ...She'd been walking for what seemed like the entire day, and now that the evening was just starting to thicken, something had caused both her feet and her mind to wander to this strip of white sand and shallow water. She didn't know what she was looking for. Ever since she'd had that conversation with Ambrose in the mess hall, she'd felt- like she was lost, or at least like there was something she was overlooking.
She sat down on the sand and drew her knees up to her chest, her arms stretched over them, her hands dangling out towards the ocean. She looked for a glimmer of a face, peering up over the water at her- but there wasn't anyone there.
...She hadn't seen him for days.
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