by Siobhan Knight
21 Jul 2012 05:28 (updated 21 Jul 2012 05:28) | 1 comment(s)
FROM: Siobhan Knight <ude.drailluj|thginks#ude.drailluj|thginks>
TO: Quintin Bruning <ude.aibmuloc|gninurb.nitniuq#ude.aibmuloc|gninurb.nitniuq>
SUBJECT: Your DM
I got your DM. It's taken me a while to answer it because I wasn't sure how I wanted to answer it. I realized I didn't want to answer it as another DM. I didn't want you to think I was ignoring you, but I needed sometime to get my head together.
In answer to your question, I'm doing … better than I was on Tuesday, or Wednesday even and I'm glad that you checked up on me. I know things were left in a bad state, and I do feel bad about that.
I owe you an apology for my behavior, but we also need to talk, Quin. I need to explain some things about me and why I reacted and behaved the way I did, but I don't want to do it like this. Not in a text message or an email or a tweet.
But I also need to wait until after the Ball Saturday night. After this weekend, even. After everything that happened earlier this week and how my magic affected my emotions and vice-versa, I need this Ball. I need to wear a gorgeous gown, and dance with my handsome boyfriend in a lavish ballroom. I need a night of perfect where I can just be a pretty girl in a pretty dress, who is going to go back to a hotel suite with the man who loves her and for one weekend just have everything I ever wanted and pretend like all of that stressful upsetting stuff didn't happen to any of us.
Then we can talk, okay? Just you and just me, though. No Harper, no Jenna, no Chance, not even your friend. Just us because I can't speak for anyone else and this is our friendship and it doesn't really have anything to do with anyone else.
Love ya,
Shiv
FROM: Siobhan Knight <ude.drailluj|thginks#ude.drailluj|thginks>
TO: Quintin Bruning <ude.aibmuloc|gninurb.nitniuq#ude.aibmuloc|gninurb.nitniuq>
SUBJECT: Re:Your DM
Honestly, the only reason why I used a DM is because I just can't read people. I don't know when it's been long enough to call, or meet up, or whatever. I want it to be on your time. I'm not rushing anyone or anything.
Also in being honest, I want it to be the two of us speaking when we do end up talking. I've already been made to feel unwelcome in my own home after Tuesday, even if that wasn't the point, and I'd rather not be ganged up on if I can avoid it at all.
Take your weekend. Be the beautiful person you are, and the fancy person you want to be. I'm not going anywhere, Shiv. I don't mean that in a creepy, stalker type sense either. I'm just saying that I'll be here when you're ready.
I've got this stupid thing to go to this weekend anyway. Some way to try and promote the school or whatever. It's one of many things I found out in Vegas, and I've just been radio silent about it because I feel that there are other, more important things going on.
That's honestly why I didn't say much at all during the Vegas trip. Hell, I don't really say much about my life as it is.
Just as a warning, I quit seeing Jenna's mom. Or anyone for that matter. I just tell you as I believe that Jenna will figure it out eventually. A warning, I guess, for whatever it's worth.
See you when I see you.
Q.