When Theres Nothing Left To Burn [Invite]

[Travis]

Travis... I... I'm so sorry... I'm so so sorry...

"I.. I don't want to hear that right now.."

His fingers slid through his hair for a moment, his eyes closed as he quietly tried to calm himself down. He couldn't believe he was actually crying. He hadn't done it in such a long time, hell he really couldn't remember the last time he had cried. And now he was crying because one of his worst fears had just came true. Travis never thought he'd have to deal with something like this at the time. If she had really loved him, she wouldn't have done such a thing to him right? Especially when he had warned her after the restaurant issue.

For some reason he hadn't pinned Matrim to be the kind of guy to do something like this, especially when he knew that Sara had been dating Travis. It wasn't like she hadn't told him she had a boyfriend. And in Travis' mind, that was completely messed up. Obviously he had failed to do something right, otherwise it never would have happened. That was how Travis was looking at this situation, and he knew he'd only just started to beat himself up over this big issue. Sara had pretty much betrayed him, and betrayal was something Travis really didn't take kindly to. He was clearly upset, and he knew Sara was too. But he had no need to try and comfort her right now. In fact, he was trying to control himself so he didn't say anything too hurtful.

"Why Sara? I don't get it.. I.. What did I do wrong? Why would you sleep with Matrim?"

He'd push himself up again, wandering away from the bed and his girlfriend who was currently carrying the puppy. Travis moved closer to the closet, his arms lifting as his forearms pressed against the wall, his head resting against those. So many different thoughts were passing through Travis' mind at this time. He wondered if this had been the first time, or if there had been other such times. He wondered how long it had been going on. His fingers would curl into fists once again as he finally started to concentrate on clearing his mind and calming himself down.

"What the hell is so great about him, that you'd go and fuck up our whole relationship for?!"

[Sara Quinn]

"I.. I don't want to hear that right now.."

Her eyes closed. She didn't know what to say or do. She couldn't bring herself to look at him. The sadness inside her was tearing her apart. It was like she was reverting to the mind of a child who was being scolded. She just wanted to sink into the floor and die. She had never meant to hurt him like this. Never meant to do this to him. He didn't deserve it.

She wondered if he would leave her... She didn't think so. This was Travis.. Travis loved her right...? In some part of her brain, she knew she was deluding herself, but she couldn't bring herself to consider the possibility of life without Travis. To go back to being alone, only this time with the pain and hurt of having lost Travis. She loved him. More then he knew. She would die if he left. Go insane. She wanted only Travis. She didn't think she could ever love someone like she loved Travis. She had always instinctively known he was the one for her. From the moment they had first met she had known she would come to be with him. In some ways she had planned it. Looked for him, searched for him in the crowds. Tried to make herself available for either a fight or a talk.

"Why Sara? I don't get it.. I.. What did I do wrong? Why would you sleep with Matrim?"

She pulled herself from her thoughts to look at him. "What...? you... didn't do anything wrong..." This only made her sob harder as she realized that this was really all her fault. She had done this to him. Hurt him terribly. She wanted to comfort him. She wanted him to tell her it was ok and that they would work it out, but she knew it wasn't going to happen. "Travis... I..."

She was cut off as he pushed himself off the bed, leaning against the wall. She cuddled George closer to her, trying to suck up his body heat as he licked at her face. She needed to do something... She put the dog down and he ran over to the other side of the room, dropping at the bottom of their bed, his small eyes flicking between the two of them.

"What the hell is so great about him, that you'd go and fuck up our whole relationship for?!"

His words hit her hard and she flinched, her eyes closing again as she took a shaky breath. "Travis.. You did nothing wrong... At all... Please know that... This wasn't because of you..." The tears slid down her cheeks as she took a step closer to him. "I love you Travis... There's no excuse for what I did... There was... no reason for it. It just sort of happened... I'm so sorry... I wish i could go back and stop it from happening... I wanna make this better..." She stopped. This was getting her nowhere, and probably only making things worse. She tried to walk closer to him, her hand reaching out to touch his arm. She wondered if he would allow her to touch him... Or would he flinch from her. She knew she had hurt him enough to have that happen...

[Travis]

Travis.. You did nothing wrong... At all... Please know that... This wasn't because of you..I love you Travis... There's no excuse for what I did... There was... no reason for it. It just sort of happened... I'm so sorry... I wish i could go back and stop it from happening... I wanna make this better...

Travis listened to all the words Sara spoke, but he wasn't sure what to believe. How could she honestly say that she loved him after doing such a horrible thing to him? It had happened, it didn't matter what the reason or the situation, if she had really loved him she could have showed some kind of control, she could have stopped whatever started and left Matrim in the dust. But she didn't do that, and so he questioned whether she really loved him or not. She could say it a million times over, but actions spoke louder then words.

And he felt her touch, brush against his arm, and he would jerk away. He just couldn't do it right now, he couldn't let her touch him. He was in such a horrible place at this moment. He was having a hard time controlling his anger at this moment. Travis felt like he was going to explode, and if he did it here he as afraid of what could possibly happen. He'd move away from the wall, away from Sara without even so much as looking at her as he moved back toward the other side of the room. Those icy blues would cast their glance upon his suitcase, and he would shake his head slightly. He couldn't believe he was actually contemplating leaving her at this time. Things had been so good, and now it was falling down around him. But it was all her fault, right? She was to blame. He couldn't blame it on himself. Travis had warned her about this kind of this once before.

"I'm sorry Sara.. I.. I don't know how you're going to be able to make this better.. You messed up big time.. I forgave you the first time I saw you get all intimate with Matrim at that Wing place when I had to fend of that douche bag Katsuri.. But now you actually slept with Matrim.. I.. I can't simply just ignore this.."

He'd swear under his breath and close his eyes once again as he moved forward and then began to pace around the bedroom. His mind was working frantically, and Travis was raking his mind over what he wanted to do. He had loved her.. But she had gone too far. She had hurt him more then she would ever know, and now Sara wanted forgiveness. Travis just couldn't take it, not right now. He needed time to think, to take some time away from her. This icy blue eyed senior had no idea what kind of effect this was going to have on Sara, but she was already crying pretty bad. He couldn't let it effect his decision though.

"I.. can't keep this going.. Knowing that you had sex with him.. I could never trust you again.."

[Sara Quinn]

Sara reached her hand to touch him, to comfort him, but he jerked away from her the moment her fingers connected. She flinched, drawing her arm back to herself as though she had been scalded and she sobbed again. She was scared. He was going to leave her wasn't he? And there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. It killed her to realize that. There was nothing she could do or say to make this better. How could she have let herself fuck everything up so badly?

He had moved to the other side of the room as though being within even a few feet of her offended him. It didn't surprise her. She would probably be doing the same thing if he had cheated on her. But that wasn't the case here. The case was: She had cheated on him. With Matrim. She had hurt him terribly. There was nothing she could do. She watched him struggling with himself. In a way, she just wished he would hit her, or yell at her or something, just so that she could feel anger as opposed to sadness. It wouldn't be nearly half as hard if he would just do something to make her angry.

He finally said something, and her head turned to watch him pace. She was trying to catch every word he spoke. He sounded so hurt. The sound and tone of his voice hurt her so badly. It ripped into her, tearing at her heart and soul. It was like she had just stabbed herself. But it was what he was saying that had her panicking, her breath hitching as she tried to sort it out. It sounded like he was going to do it. Like he was working himself up to breaking up with her. To leaving her. Oh god.. He couldn't... He couldn't do this to her... What would she do without him...?

Her eyes, wide open watched in a panicked daze as he paced the room. It felt like she was completely hollow inside. Like there was nothing in her. The moment he started to speak again, one deep breath left her, knowing what was coming.

"I.. can't keep this going.. Knowing that you had sex with him.. I could never trust you again.."

It was like her body stopped working. For a few seconds, she didn't move a muscle, didn't breathe, didn't think. Her mind was completely blank. Completely and utterly blank. She couldn't think of a single thing to say to that. No response that seemed to fit. She didn't want to defend herself. It would be pointless and only offensive to him. She could beg...? But his tone... She didn't feel like it would help at all. She slowly looked up at him. Everything had suddenly been drained from her. There was no fight left in her. She wondered if he would even be happy if he stayed with her, and somehow she doubted it.

"I... understand Travis. I'm sorry. If that's how you feel though, I... understand." She turned and left the room so he could do what ever it was he needed to. Her mind was still blank. She felt nothing. But she knew it would come. The pain and the hurt. It would come. And it would kill her.

[Travis]

Travis' mind was running wild. He didn't know what to think anymore. It made no sense, he had done all he could in his power to make sure that she knew how much he liked her. He had even admitted that he LOVED her first. And then she went and did something like this to him. How was Travis suppose to over-look something so big as this? Sara had slept with Matrim. Not just kissed him, not just hugged him. She had sex with him. Sara had sex with another man that wasn't Travis, and that couldn't fly. No matter how much he loved her, there was no way he'd put himself through this. He thought that she might have been the one for him, but it seemed that Travis had pegged her wrong in the first place.

I... understand Travis. I'm sorry. If that's how you feel though, I... understand.

Just hearing those words made him want to break down and just let it all out now. This was why he had been so cautious of people before. Travis had been so afraid of being betrayed again by someone he liked or loved. He thought he had been lucky to find a girl like Sara, but it turned out that his luck wasn't luck at all. He had been a fool, and he had been blind toward her true ways. Travis felt as if it was really his fault, he could have prevented this if he had been more strict after the restaruant thing. He could have dumped her then, early on when he had thought something was up and never would have been hurt like this. But he held on, believing that she wasn't going to make a mistake like that again. Boy had he been wrong.

Travis watched as she left, and both those hands of his lifted to slide through his hair. Those icy blues closed behind lids as he nearly teared up, fingers tightening at that odd-colored hair of his. This decision was going to hurt him just as much as it would hurt Sara, if not even more. He loved her, but she had also cheated on him. That was twice as much hurt in his eyes. He had been nothing but faithful, and in the end he had gotten nothing but shit for it. It was hard for him to breath, but he sucked in the air and held it for a moment. Those eyes reopening as he turned and settled them upon the briefcase of his, and a backpack. That was all he had to worry about really. And with slab of heartache stuck in his throat, Travis moved toward the suitcase and opened it.

He walked toward the dresser he kept his clothing in, and began pulling drawer after drawer open, and tossing the clothing within over onto the bed, where the suit case was. Eventually he would have gotten it all, and he'd wander the room grasping anything else that had been his. He wanted to do his best to pick it all up so that he'd never have to come back here again. It was just going to be too hard for him. Eventually he'd be settled, and he'd wander the room for a short moment again. His hands would grip either side of the dresser he used, and soon enough they'd tighten. The wood would begin to crack, before he'd rip the dresser from it's position and slam it hard against the floor. He didn't care if it was messed up, or anything like that. He was vent in the only way he knew how to.

Turning his right fist would slam into the closet door, ripping a whole through the wood before he turned back toward the stuff he had packed and he pulled them up at the ready. After another moment of standing there, staring at the ground Travis finally moved toward the bedroom door, trying to harden his face the best he could. Strolling into the living room Travis passed her, and he couldn't even look at her. He wanted to, but he couldn't. He was too afraid he wouldn't be able to leave if he did. Instead he averted his gaze and walked toward the front door. Stopping just before it. His shoulders would sink for a moment, and then he'd call backwards toward Sara.

"I hope.. I hope he makes you really fucking happy.. I really hope he was worth it. This.. hurt me a lot. I fucking LOVED you Sara.. I did nothing but love you.. And you go and fuck him behind my back.. You're a.. You're a fucking.."

His words trailed off. He couldn't bring himself to say anything else. At least not yet.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara left the room and walked down the hallway. Everything inside her was just blank. She was unfeeling, uncaring, and shocked as she walked into the living room and dropped onto the couch, pulling her legs up to her chest. She dropped her head down and sobbed into her knees. She couldn't understand what was happening. She knew he was leaving her because she had cheated on him. But why had she done it? He knew she was sorry right? She didn't know if her apology had gotten through to him. She just wanted to be sure that he knew that she understood that what she had done was wrong.

She loved Travis so much. He was everything to her, her best friend, as well as her lover. Without him, she would be lost. But she would let him go. If that was what he wanted, then she would let it happen. She wasn't going to guilt him into staying with her, because that wouldn't be fair to either of them. She wouldn't beg him to stay, because it was pointless, and she wouldn't do that to herself. She would let him leave. Maybe, after he got some space, then he would be more willing to listen to her... forgive her. She could hope it could happen that way. But in the meantime, what would she do?

What would she do without him with her? She had to start making plans on how her life was going to change. She no longer had a ride to school, or a ride home, she would now be living alone again, so she was back to eating tv dinners. She would be living alone again. She was going to be lonely. There would be no one to come home to, to slip into bed with. How was she supposed to tell her mom that they had broken up? Her mom had told her this would happen, and she had denied it. Now she would have to tell her mother that she had been right.

Inside the room, she could hear Travis moving around, the sound of drawers opening and closing. She tried to ignore it, but the knowledge that as soon as he was done and would be leaving was to much for her. She lifted her head, debating whether she should go to him, try to talk to him again. At that moment though, she head a loud crash. She flinched, knowing he had just destroyed something very large. Then a crash as she assumed he had punched another whole into a door. She dropped her head back down, shaking slightly. His strength scared her. If, for some reason, he did decide to hit her seriously, she would be fucked.

A few moment later, she looked up to see him walking into the living room. She watched him pass her, and her heart broke as he didn't even glance at her. She realized how much he must hate her then. She wanted to say something, to tell him how much she loved, him, but she couldn't do it. She didn't know what to say. He stopped at the door.

"...You're a.. You're a fucking.."

She flinched when he started to speak. His words cut deeply. But his last line... That was going over the line. This had been the first time something like this had happened. He didn't need to finish the sentence, she knew what he was thinking. And she lost it. With every ounce of speed and strength she had in her, she stood, and closed the distance between them, coming up behind him. It crossed her mind again how much stronger he was, but she didn't care. It didn't matter. Her hands came up, palms open to slam into his back, the greenish wind from the park flowing over her body again, just like it had on him in the parking lot. She would push him, slamming her hands into his back, sending him forward into the door. She hoped he went right through the damn thing.

If it all worked, she would stand there, catching her breath, waiting to see what he did. "Don't you EVER... EVER talk to me like that again."

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[Travis]

Don't you EVER... EVER talk to me like that again.

Her words echoed in head head as his body was launched forward. He heard her coming, and had braced himself for a punch. But he had not expected her to use her Qi on him. Travis was knocked off his feet, and sent crashing through the door. It shattered into pieces and soon enough Travis landed against the pavement of the parking lot. He would grunt and lift himself onto his feet, a scowl on his face as he dropped his stuff on the ground and turned those icy blues upon the doorway, and no doubt Sara nearby. His anger flared for a moment. She had bigger balls then most of the boys at school. To be honest, he really wanted to hit her. But there was no way that he was going to let himself do that. This girl cheated on Travis, but he wasn't going to hit her.

"Heh.. You knew you couldn't beat me straight on. So you went with the cheap attack, eh?"

Travis knew she'd react to something like that. And while he wasn't going to hit her, that didn't mean there were other ways of putting her down. And if she really wanted to push the limits, then Travis would just have to use his qi on her. He hoped it didn't go to something like that though. He didn't want to hurt her. Even though she had cut him deeply.

[Sara Quinn]

Sara glared at him, fists clenching and clenching at her sides. As he landed in the parking lot, she felt a stab of guilt. She wondered if he was hurt, but you know what? I didn't bloody matter. What he had said, was just unacceptable. She wouldn't take something like that from anyone, not even Travis after hurting him. He had no right to go there, because deep down, he knew damn well that wasn't true.

Her body loosened as she watched him push himself to his feet, her expression turning concerned. Maybe she had hurt him... Ok, so what she had done had been uncalled for. In her anger she had acted rashly. She would just apologize. He knew she had a terrible temper, so she would just tell him how sorry she was they could work it out-

"Heh.. You knew you couldn't beat me straight on. So you went with the cheap attack, eh?"

........................................... Oh hell no....

Ok, nevermind that then. She was going to kill him. Her ankle, numb with pain, was ignored as she took a quick step through the doorway and outside. Insult after insult ran through her head, most would kill him on the spot, or at least the ones that involved Matrim would. But she wouldn't go there. She was better then that. She was better then what he thought she was. She continued to walk slowly forward, her voice quiet, but sharp as she spoke to him. "Don't talk to me like that... It's not my fault that you're just to slow to keep up with me."

She would walk right up to him. She wasn't afraid of him. Ok, so she was a little, knowing now what his Qi did. He was a lot stronger then her. One hit from him with his Qi and she was a dead girl. But she couldn't stop the anger from welling up in her as she looked at his face. If he hadn't backed away from her or anything, she would reach up, grabbing onto the front of his clothes, and pull him forward, slamming her knee into his stomach.

"I won't put up with your shit. I said sorry. There's nothing else I can do that wouldn't make us both look bad." Her begging, would make them both look bad, her putting him down would make them both look bad, her putting herself down... Nothing worked. Except fighting. Fighting showed that she respected his strength and abilities, and wasn't going to pussyfoot around the situation. If he didn't see that, then he didn't understand Sara... And that meant that this was never meant to work.

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[Travis]

Sara seemed to want to keep this going. Sure, his comment had probably egged her on, and she simply went on as if a simple sorry was going to be all it took whens he had done something he deemed to be extremely horrible. Yeah, Travis was a dedicated dude, and he had give her all his attention. What he did had totally been unacceptable, and she knew it. Travis knew she knew that she had done something unforgivable in Travis' eyes. And as she came him, Travis' left leg would carry himself backwards as her hands shot forward.

"Won't put up with my shit?! I'm not the one that did the dirty deed!"

Yeah, maybe his words would cut but at this moment in time Travis really didn't care. The girl was really pushing his buttons, testing what little control he had over his temper. If she insisted on keeping this going, he was going to hit her again. But maybe that's what she wanted. Maybe Sara hoped that Travis was the kind of guy that would beat her up, and then crawl back to her crying because she was all hurt. Well if she thought that, she would be completely wrong.

Travis' upper body would tilt backwards to pull out of the girl's range. While she was a quick little pain in the ass, Travis' motions were so quicker due to the fact that he was traveling less distance. His body would then give a jerky pivot on that right foot, and Travis would twist and spin away from the girl and to his right. It was a little dodge in which he'd assure himself enough range to give her a second warning.

"Stop trying to hit me or I'm going to get mad, Sara!"

[Sara Quinn]

"Stop trying to hit me or I'm going to get mad, Sara!"

Ohhh, he was gunna get mad eh~? She was so scared~~ Shaking in her socks she was~ He had managed to dodge her knee, but she wasn't going to give up yet. She wasn't nearly done yet. His comment had hurt. More then she had imagined it would. But she wasn't going to retaliate with words, because he would be so much more hurt then she was if she went there with him.

As soon as he spun to her left, she was already moving into her next attack. She had throws her left knee at him, and as soon as he moved, she dropped her foot to the ground, planting it there. She then pivoted on that foot, bringing her right leg up, tilting her upper body back, and threw her leg out at him in a simple side kick aimed for his left hip. He shouldn't be able to dodge this one because it would catch him off guard with how quickly she moved from one attack into another.

The attack would hit him, and she would feel bad. She just wanted to crawl into bed. Ignoring his petty insults she would turn away from, shooing him unenthusiastically with her hand. "Just go Travis... I don't want to deal with this anymore... Just leave." She sighed reaching her door, wondering how she was supposed to sleep in there tonight.

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