|Alice West (bestwest) wrote in genome_project,|
@ 2012-09-25 08:01:00
|Entry tags:||alice west, boo collins, september 2012|
Who: Alice, Boo, and NPC Rob
What: Run ins with ex-boyfriends are ALWAYS fun
Alice was happy, really happy, the kind of giddy and obnoxiously smiley happy that had started to drive her co-workers a little crazy when she showed up to work like the sun was shining out of her rear end. Things were easy with Bradley. He was sweet but sexy and underneath it there was still that hint of dangerous that she knew he kept tucked away. He had put up with all of her quirks, been patient until she was ready to sleep with him (which had involved him agreeing to date her officially in a very interesting conversation involving an overly aggressive barista), and he'd even managed to emerge from a run-in with Caleb largely unscathed.
She supposed she should've known it couldn't last. She should've known things couldn't have been easy and perfect forever, but when she spotted him that day, the look on her face clearly said otherwise.
It was hard to put into words exactly what she felt upon seeing him there. Anger. Humiliation. Sadness. Fustration. Fear. She had honestly thought that Rob was the one, that she was going to marry that boy some day, and she'd thought that she could trust him with the truth about who she was, that final piece of her she'd been keeping. She couldn't have been more wrong, and the series of events that had followed, the loss of her friends, her job, a huge portion of her life, all because he couldn't handle the idea of her being able to see through a wall.
The impulse to run was suddenly overwhelming. She wanted to get as far away from him as possible. On the other side of the street. On the other side of the city. On the other side of the world. "Let's have lunch," she mumbled, gaze still stuck on the well-dressed brunette heading in their direction. Without even thinking, without even looking, without even remembering she still had a hold on Bradley's hand, she abruptly moved to cross the street.
...In the middle of a very busy intersection.
Alice felt a rush of air, heard a car horn ringing somewhere in the back of her ears and jerked herself back on to the side walk with widened eyes. "...Right." she breathed, her hold on his hand now resembling something very close to a death grip. "Sorry."