Stephanie Mariana Clarity Fawcett is quirky. (impermanence) wrote in wished,
Sitting at the end of the couch again with her knees up, her arms wrapped around them, and her head low...Stephanie didn't really know what had come over her. She watched him for a moment, so many emotions flowing through her that she didn't know which ones she really felt and which ones were just going to pass in a moment.
She wasn't like this...Steph was calm, she was sweet, she was understanding and never overreacted like that. It freaked her out, confused her...what was the deal? Stephen looked as confused as she felt about the whole thing. God...she wasn't going to cry, was she?
Listening to him talk helped. She kept her mind on every word, and as he explained...she could see the logic in it. What wasn't illogical was this...she didn't know, fear? Was that it? One word flashed across her mind. Jealousy. If that wasn't silly, she didn't know what was.
"I thought I did too," she mumbled, still a bit lost in thought, her cheeks flushed, but there were thankfully not tears like she had worried. How was she going to explain this? And what on earth was she going to do if somehow or another he ended up getting vibes from her and figuring out what this really was when she didn't really know for certain herself?
"I don't know..." She sighed and let herself out of the curled up position she'd reduced to, scooting just a bit closer to him, "No. I just...I have no idea what that was about...I honestly don't. I...overreacted for some reason. Maybe it was because I was half-asleep as it was...I was just so relaxed and that wasn't something I was expecting you to say. I was caught off guard is all," as she spoke, she was trying to convince herself of it as well. That had to be it, "I'm sorry. Take me back? I promise I'll be perfectly zen." She was regretting untangling herself now.