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Pulsar
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2014
- Location
- United States
When Ellie said that there was too much space, Tara knew it basically meant “I don’t want to be alone”. Honestly, Tara did not want to be alone, either. It was more than welcomed. Stepping back, she offered entrance into her room. When Ellie stepped inside, the dark-haired woman closed the door behind Ellie. “Make yourself at home.” She whispered quietly since they had shared a bed before. It was not a big deal. Crossing her arms when Ellie asked if she was alright, Tara nodded her head at first. Well, that did not last long. There was some phenomenon in humans Tara did not understand. One second after crying, she was finally held it together. The second someone asks “are you okay?”, it opens up the waterworks. Just after saying that, Tara choked back a sob and covered her mouth and nose with both hands after Ellie placed a hand on her shoulder. Damn it, Tara. Not now. She was pissed. She wanted revenge and she wanted to kill the people that took Denise. On the other hand, she wanted to take her time to grieve. One part of her wanted to say that she already grieved enough and now she should think about revenge.
It felt weak. It made her think that she was weak. Even though it was something that every human needed, Tara wanted to stop. She quietly thanked Ellie for her comforting words. Tara figured everyone knew what it felt like to lose someone now that they were so far into the apocalypse. It was not fair to the others for her to get a chance to grieve. There was nothing special about her but that did not stop the tears or the feelings of sadness. Finally, Tara just pulled Ellie down to sit on the edge of the bed beside her.
“I’m sorry. You didn’t come here to see me cry. I’m sorry for being a bad host here. Thank you, though. I just haven’t been in this bed without Denise in a long time. It doesn’t even feel real. I can’t even say goodbye to her. There’s no telling where her body is.” That was the worst part of it all. “God, I’m sorry. You probably don’t want to hear about my problems. I know you have lost, too. I’m being too selfish. We should… we should get some rest.” Tara murmured quickly, figuring the other woman did not want to hear anything.
It felt weak. It made her think that she was weak. Even though it was something that every human needed, Tara wanted to stop. She quietly thanked Ellie for her comforting words. Tara figured everyone knew what it felt like to lose someone now that they were so far into the apocalypse. It was not fair to the others for her to get a chance to grieve. There was nothing special about her but that did not stop the tears or the feelings of sadness. Finally, Tara just pulled Ellie down to sit on the edge of the bed beside her.
“I’m sorry. You didn’t come here to see me cry. I’m sorry for being a bad host here. Thank you, though. I just haven’t been in this bed without Denise in a long time. It doesn’t even feel real. I can’t even say goodbye to her. There’s no telling where her body is.” That was the worst part of it all. “God, I’m sorry. You probably don’t want to hear about my problems. I know you have lost, too. I’m being too selfish. We should… we should get some rest.” Tara murmured quickly, figuring the other woman did not want to hear anything.