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 When It All Comes Crashing Down

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Emilie Porter

Emilie Porter

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Join date : 2011-08-07

PostSubject: When It All Comes Crashing Down   Sun Mar 25, 2012 5:01 am

The Room of Requirement. It resembled much of a dance studio, with mirrors that reached from the ceiling to the floor. She knew she probably shouldn't be here, but she didn't care. Ryan would never find her here, not that he would even notice her absence in the first place because he was too busy fawning over his lovely little girlfriend. Emilie found herself scoffing at the thought of the two, always stuck to one another's sides like super-glue. She wondered why they didn't just go off and get married already, start a wonderful family together and have a grand life with no worries at all. She knew she sounded bitter, but she couldn't help it. How could Ryan have kept such significant information from her? Why hadn't he informed her sooner of their fathers failing health? Her father was all she had after the passing of their mother! And if wasn't as if her darling brother was making any effort to be there for her. She had to admit, he had been when she'd first been forced to move from home and live there with him. That had been before he decided to move in with Leighton, and soon she was just a nuisance she knew he wished he could get rid of. Her upper lip curled upward at the thought, and she gave her head a violent shake, back and forth. Sometimes, she thought of running away. Somehow getting herself back home, to be with her father. Even then, she still didn't understand why he'd sent her away. Knowing he didn't have much longer left. Did he not want to spend all the time he could with her? Why had he decided to make her so bloody miserable by sending her here? Tears of anger welled up in her eyes and a scream of fury ripped past her lips before she could stop herself.

Anger exploded out of her as she sent her fist flying into one of the mirrors before she realized what she was doing, causing the glass to crack and then shatter right before her eyes. The noise echoed around her but adrenaline was already rushing throughout her body, so much so that she pulled back and let her fist fly once again. "Am I good enough for you now?" Then again, and again, shattering two more mirrors and finding a sick pleasure in watching them hit the ground. "Are you happy with yourself? Get everything you want in life? I'm glad you do!" But it wasn't enough, she found. Not even close to enough to get rid of her raging, pent-up anger. She hardly even realized she was sobbing now, uncontrollably as her shaking hands wrapped around her wand. She pointed it at another one of the mirrors, a spell flying from her lips, causing the shards to explode and fly in a million different directions. Her breathing was shallow and her throat felt raw from the crying, and she was vaguely aware of the blood trickling from her knuckles. She welcomed the pain - hoped it nursed the anger that was still raging in side of her. She wiped at her cheeks with trembling hands, the salt water stinging her wounds. Her wand dropped from her hands and onto the floor as she stood, staring at the disaster she'd caused.

That was when she felt the tell-tale signs of someone else being around, and immediately her entire body tensed. Her body language became rigid, her cheeks flaming as she realized her outburst had been watched the entire time. She refused to turn to see who it was, and with all of the mirrors being destroyed, she hadn't a clue who it was. "Go. The hell. Away." She hissed between clenched teeth, her heart slamming in her chest. "The show is fucking over." She snapped once more, her arms hanging limply by her sides, fingers curled into fists. This was beyond mortifying. The always calm, cool, and collected Emilie. Reduced to nothing right in front of this person's very eyes. Brilliant.
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