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[i][color=gray][indent] Georgie was...not feeling well if she could say so herself. It felt sickening to have to walk through the familiar hallways without Sawyer by her side and the quick reprieve that she had had with Jack in the hallways had already faded by the time she reached the bathroom door.  Without even knowing it, a stray tear leaked it's way out of her eye and she pushed into the bathroom, cutting the line in order to slam a cubicle door shut and start sobbing. She slipped her phone out of her pocket and was about to compose a text to Sawyer before she stopped and gave a wry laugh.  The problem [i]was[/i] Sawyer wasn't it? It was the absence of Sawyer that hurt the most.  But she had to stay strong.  She couldn't go out there and be not perfect.  Georgie tried to paste a smile onto her face but she felt it wobble and she dissolved into even more tears, her body shaking as she tried to wait out the tirade. 

After a few minutes in which she continued sobbing and the whispers she heard from outside the stall door echoed in the tiny room Georgie wiped away a few more tears that leaked out with the scratchy toilet paper in the stall and stood up shakily.  She had to compose herself before she stepped out of the stall, apologizing quickly to the people standing in line in front of her before leaving and veering off in the direction of the exit doors which she promptly passed through.  Georgie made her way over to the fountain and sat on the rim of it, putting her face in her hands and listening to the gentle rumble of the water falling into the basin underneath.  It was quiet outside. There was no one to gawk at her imperfectness, at her crying over a harsh break up and being undeniably, less of the happy go lucky girl that she was.  There was no one here to witness her being weak.  And she needed that.

Georgie remembered the goodbye as well as the crying and the subsequent breakup from that. It had taken so long for her to get together with someone that she loved and who she knew loved her for [i]her[/i]. He knew her insecurities, all of them and he still loved her anyway.  But now he had moved away to stay with his grandparents for a while and eventually their problems had created an uncrossable gap between them.  Her jealousy and her insecurity with her flaws had only created more problems. He was different with her, more sensible and gentle but obviously some times when they fought he handled it with the same coldness and intense anger that he normally demonstrated in real life.  It was hard for both of them when they fought and she hated it.  She hated that with her he had to be gentle and always sensible, responsible and on top of it.  Didn't being in a relationship entail also letting the other person be truly who they are? Not just their best selves?  

Georgie took a deep breath and rocked forwards on her feet, trembling slightly.  It was her fault.  All of this was her fault...yet again.  She shook her head.  She missed him like crazy and she had only pushed him away.  She had pushed everyone away.  She drew in a deep breath as she stood up from the fountain and landed heavily on her scuffed boots. 

[color=slateblue][b]"I still miss you, Sawyer.  I hope you know that"[/b][/color] She whispered.  

He would never hear her voice, she knew that but hopefully, somewhere out there in the big, huge world he'd know that a piece of her still yearned for his love.

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