Post by Professor Sebastiania Bouvier on Sept 22, 2007 13:01:41 GMT -5
Sing me a song to remind me where I belong.
In your arms, my love, in cold blood.
In your arms, my love, in cold blood.
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Sebastiania had left Demetrius in the Gryffindor Common Room with the other girls in the dorm. She said she needed to take a long walk and she didn't want to bring the kitten with her. They said they would watch him even though it was Lysander's turn to take their kitten.
It had been a week since she talked to her "friend" Lysander. It had been a long and hard week. Barely sleeping at all and if she did it was because she cried herself to sleep. Tears took a lot out of you, specially when you thought of all the memories and things you said to someone and regretted them. But you couldn't take it back, you can't take anything back.
Did she want to talk to him? No and yes. No because he didn't want her in his life let alone anyone else for that matter. Yes because she wanted to apologize for what she said. Did she mean what she wanted to apologize for? Yes she meant everything she would say. But would she probably ever tell him sorry? No.
Sebastiania began walking into Rose Petal Lane. The Gryffindor hadn't noticed that she had stepped foot into the lane. She particularly didn't care where she was going. As long as it was away from that wretched school of magic.
Her outfit was normal looking. Light faded blue jeans with whole in the knees. A white shirt that said 'Boys Like Girls'. Black and hot pink jelly brackets on her arms. Her dark brown hair tied up in a pony tail to keep it out of her face, yet some of her bangs had fell beside her cheeks. Her shoes were black and white Vans to match her shoes and her mood.
Where was her shirt that Lysander had bought for her? In her trunk at the bottom still probably with eyeliner on it. She didn't want the shirt. Lysander wouldn't talk to her again. Sebastiania had that feeling that they wouldn't talk.
How were her classes? She didn't know. She didn't care right now. Sebastiania had spent her week in the dorm, in her bed, crying her eyes out. If she did eat it was only a few bites.
"I got your runaway smile in my piggy bank baby. Gonna cash it right in for a new Mercedes. You were worth the hundred thousand miles. But you couldn't stay awhile. I got your little brown shirt in my bottom drawer baby. And your little white socks in the top drawer. You were always leaving your crap around. And gone without a sound.
"Yeah I'm the first to fall and the last to know. Where'd you go? Now I'm heels over head. I'm hangin' upside down. Thinking how you left me for dead. California bound."
Sebastiania began looking around where she was. She was kind of surprised that she walked out that far from the school. Her hands went into her back pockets and continued to look around. 'Love is the rose on your coffin door' is what she thought. Simple lyric by My Chemical Romance.
She sighed and continued walking by herself. Sebastiania got some point further into Rose Petal Lane and she plopped herself to the ground. She brought her legs closer to her and she sat Indian Style. A rose was on the ground and she picked it up and began plucking the leaves off.
"He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me."
There was one last petal. Sebastiania pulled it off. "He loves me not." A sigh came from her lips and she threw the petal and the rose to the ground.