Who: Selene (Open, really.....seriously OPEN) When: A few nights after she hung out with Logan Why: Needed to get out. Hoping for trouble. Or someone to drink with. Who knows. Where: Just walking randomly. She could be anywhere in the city. Rating: PG (for now) Status: Hopefully in progress.
Tears had been shed on the long walk home. Tears of frustration. Some of shame. Her promise had been meaningless. She had offered patience and understanding, when it came down to it she had given him neither of those things. Guilt and pressure were all she had provided. Selene could not help but wonder if that would be the last time she saw him.
When had she become this sort of woman? The sort that was desperate and all but forcing someone into a relationship? Every step she fought not to turn tail and run back to his place. There was nothing to salvage, she had officially ruined the night. A night that had revealed the hand fate had played in their lives.
The sun had come and gone a few times since she last saw him. Brave as she may be, she was not courageous enough to face rejection. That left her alone, staring at the phone in her hand, hoping it would chirp or ring...
Pathetic.
With a rough swipe of her hand she retrieved the long leather duster and slipped it over her frame. Covered from neck to ankle in the heavy garment she left the sanctuary behind and hit the streets. Her heavy boots pounded against the ground as she walked. Where she was walking? She did not know. Selene just needed to get away from her thoughts. Hopefully she would find trouble or a drink. Several drinks.