Disney and Ice-Cream(Mia)

[Mia Bell]

Mia didn’t say a thing throughout any of it. She wouldn’t dare not to, yup, everyone just ended up hating her… She put her hand over her mouth as she started to sob. She hadn’t meant anything in the way he was yelling about… She was… just trying to help.. Why did she even have friends? She just ended up losing them… she did this with Cameron, and Noah… You would think she would have learned by now…

Why? Why did she want everything to be perfect? Why did she have to make everyone hate her…? She rested her head on the upper cabinet. Just listening to what he was saying, and still crying. He was right, it wasn’t any of her business, she shouldn’t have pushed any issue. Unfortunately she realized that too late. She was an idiot, and a bitch, she shouldn’t have lived… Everyone would have been better off with her gone… Maybe she should move back to Alaska… She couldn’t hurt anyone there, mostly because she hurt everyone she could there too… Every time she was less than perfect she hurt someone, or someone ended up hating her… She sat there telling him everything that was wrong with his relationship… At the moment she was just trying to help, but as she looked back at it, it was just her wanting him to be perfect… She wanted everyone to be perfect… Why?

Then he went on about a perfect family, she wasn’t entirely sure why he had even brought that into the picture. But the words just tore her heart apart, he wasn’t the only one who had a fucked up life. What made him think that he was the only one? That he was the only one that was hurting? She might have been born into a perfect life, but it sure as hell got ripped away from her. She sunk to her knees, her hand wrapping around the fabric of her shirt that laid on her chest. She just didn’t want anyone to get hurt…

When he left, Mia turned around and sat on the ground, resting on whatever it was that was behind her. She cried for a while where she sat on the floor. She was kind of glad her roommates were never really around. But her heart felt an urge, she had been less than perfect, and she had hurt someone… She should have just said ‘good for you’, and kept her opinions to herself… Why couldn’t she ever keep her opinions to herself? She got up and walked to her room, closing the door, quite frankly she forgot about the sack of flour. She went into one of her draws at her desk and pulled out a pair of scissors, and a lighter… She had fucked up big time this time around… She sat on the floor, resting against a wall, she pulled off one of her gloves. There was a battle between her heart and mind… And she wasn’t sure which side to chose… She had hurt someone that she ended up somehow valuing in her life… just because she had to have everything be perfect… She couldn’t even be perfect, how could Oriel be?

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Oriel might have to pat himself on the back later, for thinking to get away before he made things worse and said things he didn’t mean. Or got violent. Though he’d already said a bunch of things he was going to have to….do something about later. Reassure Mia that he was just pissed and not to put too much stock in anything he said. Oriel was trying….he really was….and that had to be enough, no matter what anyone else thought.

Oriel would say that his intention to come back even after that spat(it was more than a spat) was definitely progress, of sorts. Though he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t considered just ditching the entire evening and spending the rest of it curled up in his room until Phoenix got back. Then, Oriel would just put back on his face of “nothing happened here” pretend that that’s exactly what happened. Nothing. And then forevermore avoid Mia because he was too chicken to make up for his oversensitiveness.

It had probably been about 15, maybe 20 minutes of just running aimlessly around the school before Oriel finally dared to step back into the dorm building. Oriel couldn’t even say where he’d gone - maybe the pond, around the forest paths, circled around a few buildings - but when he got back to Mia’s dorm, his face was red and collected with sweat. He was breathing hard and his heart felt like it’d thump right out of his chest. Oriel probably stunk, just like the teenage boy he was.

Oriel wiped the sweat from his brow with his shirt as he trekked back across the common room. MIa’s door was closed. He took a couple more deep breaths before knocking gently on it. “Mia….?” Oriel swallowed. “I’m back….can I…can I come in?” Oriel leaned against the doorframe, completely worn out from his run. He…hoped that Mia was still around. “You there..?” He knocked again.

[Mia Bell]

Mia heard the knock at the door, then hear Oriel’s voice, “Fuck…” she mumbled under her breath, half of her didn’t even want to respond to him… And could anyone blame her? Yeah it was her fault this happened in the first place… But it happened, and she didn’t want to deal with it. Mia whipped her eyes, and picked herself up off the floor. She grabbed the lighter, and scissors and placed them back into their rightful draw in her desk. She then grabbed her glove and put it back on. Whipping her face again, her face and neck still felt wet, and she didn’t want Oriel to know she was crying.

She leaned on the door, it had been about a minute before she had gotten to this point, and she wondered if he was still there. She placed her hand on the door knob, “depends… Are you going to yell at me again?” That was an answer to both his questions. Half of her wanted to tell him to just fuck off and leave her alone. However, she didn’t want to be rude, and if she did that she would be miserable for the rest of the night. Not to mention he didn’t deserve to be told to fuck off…

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Oriel shouldn’t have come back. Mia…shit after that she probably hated him. Oriel had gone off like that on a number of people before and…well, he pretty much avoided them all. The first time, Oriel had avoided Mia completely until they’d been paired up at the retreat last year. He was glad they had. It served as a legitimate excuse to “make up”, if that’s what you wanted to call it. Oriel might’ve taken a good six more months before finding the balls to confront her again with something that said, “I don’t hate you, don’t hate me please?”.

Sometimes…Oriel just got a little out of control and needed a minute to recollect himself. To convince himself that the other person probably wasn’t trying to push his buttons and piss him off.

Even though that kind of shit happened all the time.

It was when he didn’t give himself that break that it got out of hand. If he didn’t back off then….

Dammit, this was just…it was over with. Oriel was fine. He was back. No need to think about it any more because that didn’t solve shit.

“No,” he said firmly. “I came here to watch a fucking movie with my friend, and fuck all, I’m going to watch a fucking movie with my friend. Without losing my shit, alright?” Or at least, he’d do the best he could.

[Mia Bell]

Mia opened up the door, she didn’t really believe Oriel, and she felt awkward having to have to watch the movie with him now. She looked at Oriel and sighed, “You already lost your shit.” She opened the door wider, to let him in. Moving to where the remote was on her bed, she skipped back to the beginning and then sat on her computer chair. There really wasn’t much to say to Oriel now, she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of apologizing. That might be her pride talking, but so be it.

If he wanted to watch the movie, then they can watch it. At least she didn’t have to talk to him while they did so. He might be able to get over his outburst so easily, but she could not. She didn’t think anyone could blame her for that either. She wasn’t one to hold a grudge, but she also wasn’t one to easily forget things. Just ask any of her friends she had a argument with… It wasn’t something she really liked about herself, but not forgetting helped her to protect herself. At least that’s how she saw it, and her reasoning for it.


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Oriel would have laughed…if this were happening to someone else. Or he didn’t think Mia was at least somewhat right. “Trust me, you’ll know when I lose my shit, and that wasn’t it,” he corrected anyway. What happened was…a tantrum. Just him feeling sorry for himself and not wanting to take anyone else’s criticism. And his leaving was him trying to prevent himself from losing his shit.

At least that’s how Oriel saw it.

He wasn’t going to dwell on it. Dwelling only drove him even more crazy. Oriel should probably apologize, but…that wasn’t something he was good at doing. Because for this particular situation, it felt like he’d be admitting that he wasn’t the perfect person that Mia(or anyone else) wanted him to be and that he was in the wrong for not being that person. Because he wasn’t trying hard enough. No, he wasn’t going to apologize.

But he also didn’t want to make her think that he hated her or anything. That he didn’t want to be friends. Oriel didn’t want to have to go back to avoiding Mia again.

Oriel sighed, trying to offer the girl a smile, though it still came out weak. Oriel followed Mia back inside and retook his seat upon her bed. The rest of the movie would be watched in silence. When it was over, Oriel would have the willpower to say “thanks” as he collected his sack of flour and “I’ll see you later” as he stepped out the door and headed back to his dorm.