Post by Sara Quinn on Mar 11, 2009 11:50:10 GMT -5
Sara otherwise ignored Travis as she lay on the ground, staring up at the sky. Why did he have to win all the time?! And by so much. Shit, she had barely touched him, and yet he had already managed to floor her. How was she supposed to fight back against that?! One day... One day she would get him back for this... Why the hell were they fighting anyways? Because he had tried to protect her? Because she had gotten into a fight she had had no chance of winning? Because she was to confident for her own good?
"Are you alright, Sara?"
No, she wasn't alright. What the hell sort of question was that? Her ego and pride had taken a huge shot in this fight, as well as her body. And damn... Her body hurt. You know what it was? It was that she had been fighting David first. That was it. It had to be.
She dropped her head to the side and looked at the hand he offered her. She slowly reached out an took it. He HAD to be the only person she would bite her tongue and pride for like that. And he had better realize it to. Bloody ass. She felt kind of bad. She had started this all because he had tried to help her. Well... She couldn't go back now, so she just had to make it better right? She pulled herself to her feet, wincing in pain. She wanted to go home and go to bed. She dropped her head once she was on her feet, looking away from him sheepishly. "I'm sorry Travis... Can we go home?" Without waiting for an answer she set off, taking slow careful steps.
"Are you alright, Sara?"
No, she wasn't alright. What the hell sort of question was that? Her ego and pride had taken a huge shot in this fight, as well as her body. And damn... Her body hurt. You know what it was? It was that she had been fighting David first. That was it. It had to be.
She dropped her head to the side and looked at the hand he offered her. She slowly reached out an took it. He HAD to be the only person she would bite her tongue and pride for like that. And he had better realize it to. Bloody ass. She felt kind of bad. She had started this all because he had tried to help her. Well... She couldn't go back now, so she just had to make it better right? She pulled herself to her feet, wincing in pain. She wanted to go home and go to bed. She dropped her head once she was on her feet, looking away from him sheepishly. "I'm sorry Travis... Can we go home?" Without waiting for an answer she set off, taking slow careful steps.
