Tori nodded at Bryan's order. He was right, he was right the whole time. He was saying sorry for something that wasn't his fault, yet she blamed him. She knew that was going to stop. She was going to start listening to what he said... well, most of it. There was no point in saying anything about what had just happened. She knew they had to go, if they wanted to survive.
As she double checked that she had everything, she walked over to the wall which she had thrown the blade at, and picked it up. "If it's alright with you, I'll take this with me." She wasn't sure what it was, but something about the room, the scent of it, reminded her about home.
I was sitting in my chair at my desk, in my room, and my grandmom comes in with out even knocking. I ask her what she wants and she doesn't even say anything about anything important. She just goes on and on about stupid things and how my room isn't clean. The yelling goes back and forth for a bit, and then she finally leaves my room.
I go downstairs and my dad is watching Law and Order, so I take a seat. He then goes on to talk about how I shouldn't be so rude, and totally taking my grandmom's side for everything. I leave the room to take a nap. Later, I'm awaken by a phone call from my boyfriend. He comes over and we're hanging out. My grandmom starts talking again and we argue mildly. He gets mad at me. It's like he's taking my grandmom's side too!
Later that night, I'm in bed, thinking about how much off a crappy day it is, then it hits me. I'm sitting here, crying to myself and how cares? I'm the only one that cares, and it's a waste. Was there really a point to all this fighting? All it was doing was hurting everyone more then there was needed. All of it could have been avoided by a simple nod or 'okay'.
Maybe that's what I'm doing here? I just don't want to fight again... Could there have been a way to avoid all this?
As Tori was getting wrapped up in her thoughts again, she could tell that Bryan was most likely going to get impatient with her, if she didn't start moving. Just because he kissed her didn't mean that everything was going to be fine and dandy for now on. In fact, she wasn't even sure if it really meant anything. Sure, she felt something. A spark maybe. But that was her. There was no way she could know what he thought, or even what this meant now, that is, without asking him. Sadly, that was something she really didn't want to do right now. She didn't want to forget about it, seeing as there really wasn't a way that she could. This wasn't like high school, where you could just walk down a different hallway if you saw an unwanted person coming your way. If it was brought up, she'd talk, till then, she just wanted to get out of this thing.
Still, she couldn't help but feel jittery. She was a girl for goodness sake. It's different when you're expecting something like that to hit you. But when you're in a argument and in the heat of the moment you're kissed, it changes your mood from mad to, 'I want more'. Then, after that thought enters your mind, it's snatched away just as quickly with the reminder of, 'oh yea, we're stuck on an island, where you have to kill people.' Bummer.
"Where to now?"
Tori didn't really care where they were going to go next. She just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible. Hopefully somewhere with working water so she could be more presentable.
What's the use...
It's so nice