02-13-2025, 09:01 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-13-2025, 09:04 PM by Rachel Shale.)
Rachel got in the shower and turned it on allowing the water to wash over her. She really wasn't in here to get clean. For some reason she just thought better while she was in the shower. Rachel and Cruz had been distant for awhile, but it was because life was busy. They were both grad students, and Cruz was also in a vital role for Jivana. Rachel had thought that was all it was, but now she was wondering if there was more. Cruz had changed somehow, and Rachel didn't understand how or why. It's not that changing was bad - it wasn't - but she wondered if now she no longer fit into his world.
Cruz had spoken of fear as something to be chased. She didn't understand it. He said he knew it didn't make sense. It was his comment after that that got her thinking maybe Cruz just wasn't looking for what she would be able to offer him. It broke her heart to think that. She thought that what they had was something special. Maybe she had misread everything. He had spoken of a buzz inside of him that had only gotten louder. She wondered what it was that had changed him, but didn't know if it was her business to ask.
Rachel got washed up, dried off and got dressed, thinking the only thing she could do is ask what he felt about them, but she was scared to. She thought back through the past couple of months, and in reality, she had a feeling this was ending. She had held on as long as she could. She really liked Cruz. She had really wanted this to work. She thought they could make it work, but it was looking closer and closer like it wasn't.
Rachel stepped out of the bathroom and saw Cruz had gotten dressed as well. He was sitting on the bed, a coin flipping in his hand. She could tell it wasn't a normal coin - like what they used for money, but she didn't pay it much mind as she sat down next to him looking at the floor. As she had walked, she wondered what she was going to say. She didn't want to accuse him of anything. He really hadn't done anything wrong even if his comment had been hurtful.
"Cruz, are you happy...being with me?" she asked, her heart wrenching at it. She didn't want to hear what she thought the answer was going to be, but she had to.
Cruz had spoken of fear as something to be chased. She didn't understand it. He said he knew it didn't make sense. It was his comment after that that got her thinking maybe Cruz just wasn't looking for what she would be able to offer him. It broke her heart to think that. She thought that what they had was something special. Maybe she had misread everything. He had spoken of a buzz inside of him that had only gotten louder. She wondered what it was that had changed him, but didn't know if it was her business to ask.
Rachel got washed up, dried off and got dressed, thinking the only thing she could do is ask what he felt about them, but she was scared to. She thought back through the past couple of months, and in reality, she had a feeling this was ending. She had held on as long as she could. She really liked Cruz. She had really wanted this to work. She thought they could make it work, but it was looking closer and closer like it wasn't.
Rachel stepped out of the bathroom and saw Cruz had gotten dressed as well. He was sitting on the bed, a coin flipping in his hand. She could tell it wasn't a normal coin - like what they used for money, but she didn't pay it much mind as she sat down next to him looking at the floor. As she had walked, she wondered what she was going to say. She didn't want to accuse him of anything. He really hadn't done anything wrong even if his comment had been hurtful.
"Cruz, are you happy...being with me?" she asked, her heart wrenching at it. She didn't want to hear what she thought the answer was going to be, but she had to.