Post by sketzagain on Jun 29, 2011 3:48:38 GMT -5
The clocktower was ever-so-lonely sometimes, its huge structure, the clocks within. Sure, it got the occasional visitor, but even when there was someone in it, the entire room - tower, rather - just had this aura of eerie solitude about it. The lack of colour added to that, perhaps, even though the day's light was shining and there was a particular spot of red that just happened to be there at that point in time.
Kadience sighed, the dim light from her phone casting more light onto her face as she sat in the tower, scrolling through something. Voicemail. She'd apparently had six missed calls, and four voice messages. She knew exactly who the messages were from. Earlier today.. Only now did she finally have the guts to listen to them. She held the phone to her ear. "Hey, Kadie.. It's Mitchell. Don't delete this just 'cause it's me - please call back when you get the time, okay?"
"Hell no," she muttered under her breath, deleting the message. Her ex-boyfriend, Mitchell Cunningham, was very possibly the only thing on this Earth that she really and truly thought she hated. And once, she thought she'd loved him. It seemed ideal to her. They loved each other, even if they didn't see one another often, even if he still thought she was going to a boarding school in Maine when really she was going to a magic school in Britain. Kadie went through the other messages anyway.
"Kades, I know that you're there. The ringing wouldn't have stopped so fast unless you ended it yourself. Pick up." Message deleted. So she had been there, not picking up because she knew it was him. It was a wonder she hadn't blocked his number yet, honestly. "Kadie.. I miss you. Please." Message deleted. "I know what I did is wrong, inexcusable, just.. I promise I'll never do it again, talk to me, let me know you're okay." Her grip on the phone tightened slightly at that. She didn't want to miss him. He was a cheating lowlife scum and it made her feel even worse that she was upset over breaking up with him.
By now she was almost in tears, though, much to her further displeasure. She hated having to deal with Mitchell, missing him, she hated the fact that he even existed. She kept telling herself that she shouldn't be so upset over it, that it was just another guy.. But now she really knew that the old saying was true. The one that says you never really forget your first love. And Mitchell was hers. She really didn't like the thought of never forgetting him.
"Oh, I'll never do it again, Kadie, I swear," she mocked quietly, rolling her eyes. It was rare that she had times like this, when she had to go somewhere alone and just let everything out, but sometimes she was just so angry about it all. She wondered if Mitchell would keep doing this if he knew that she was hurting over it, but quickly dismissed the thought as she realised that there was no way he'd figure it out - she sure as hell wasn't talking to him anytime soon.
She tucked her phone into her pocket and hugged her knees, staring blankly across the room. It was good to think once in a while, be alone. She wouldn't call her usual behaviour a facade - she really was happy and energetic, but sometimes she just had to be angry or sad. Without anyone's observation. Her reverie was interrupted, though, by a sound that was definitely not just the quiet sounds of the clocktower. Great. Someone's here.