Post by Evie Winslow on Jun 7, 2012 21:16:43 GMT -8
((I'll change the name when I think of a better one >.<))
November 14th.
Finishing off her breakfast of a small bowl of oatmeal, apples with some peanut butter and a large glass of orange juice Evie was feeling pretty good. Well, at least she was feeling good physically..just not so much emotionally. That last meeting she had with Ian and Casey really threw her into a funk. The boys were so territorial it was a bit...ridiculous? Sad? Funny? She wasn’t sure what the word was but it was something. It made her feel like she had to fight to keep her position of power. Even though it was never questioned it was just the way certain things went and the way certain things were said one of them didn't seem to think she was able to pull this off. Evie wasn't going to name names but it didn't take a genius to figure it out. Maybe she was reading too much into it, was feeling that she had to prove herself. She didn't...she had been through hell and back and was dealing with it the best way she knew how and if he didn't like that then that was his problem and he could go back to doing nothing. Grr...there it was again, that anger..that misplaced horrible, uncontrollable anger.
Really she didn't know why thinking about Casey made her so angry like that. Maybe it was all the pent up feelings she had towards him, feelings that when she thought he was dead she couldn't do anything about...couldn't confront him about anything that happened and now..now that he was alive she couldn't confront him about anything because that could damage the mission. Not to mention he would probably spin the same old story 'I tried, I loved you, I didn't want to hurt you more' No, that wasn't good enough to her. He let her stay with a monster, let her play house with him and his excuse was because he loved her? No.. No no no no no.
This was getting out of hand. Evie could feel herself starting to boil over. Why was she so frustrated? Well..there could be a few reasons. It was getting close to her moontime so there was that. Bitchy McSuperbitch would be coming out soon, there was the stress of planning all of this and making sure everything went right...there was also the fact that she hadn't...'had fun' in a while and it was starting to take its toll. Evie tired to tell herself that she didn't need it, that she was stronger than that but lets face it..she was still human. A (if she did say so herself) beautiful woman that was in her prime and she was denying herself that simple, base pleasure. She even had two good looking, willing and capable men (at least she assumed..) vying for her attention, to most people it would be a no brainier. They would tell her that she was stupid to avoid it and just go for the kill. Get what she wanted out of it and be done with it and Evie wanted to. She really really did. Had come close to doing it that night with Casey. It was her plan the whole time...she even lured him back here with the promise of meeting the other Isis members (hey, she did keep good on that promise..) but really all she wanted was a little fun and he seemed to be ok with it. Everything was going so well to but then, she had second thoughts and chickened out. Even went so far as to drug him so she could play it off like he passed out on her before anything could happen.
It made her feel awful but the thought of being with someone like that scared her. After everything Trevor had done to her, after all she did for and with him and then come to find out that he stole her and brainwashed her into thinking they were married. It felt like rape in a way. She supposed on some level it was but that was besides the point. After realizing what had happened and starting to remember what he tried to make her forget it turned her off from any kind of intimate relationship. Not even that, it took the longest time to let people touch her. She didn't know if she could trust anyone, didn't know if any of these people were Trevor in disguise ready to take her back and make her his again. No, Evie had stayed away from all of that and up until recently had been doing all right.
But, she was getting side tracked here. Thoughts about sex and the two attractive men she had at her disposal..two men that would be more than willing....two..very....omg she needed to stop. Evie had no idea how her brain went from being so upset at Casey to flipping gears and going on a 'I haven't had any' rant. She felt like a damn teenager. No, she needed to do something about it.
After placing her breakfast dishes in the sink to worry about later Evie ran up the spiral staircase and headed for the bathroom. She was going to take a cold shower, clear her head some. Quickly getting out of her pajamas Evie turned on the water and jumped in. She wasn't sure if it was helping or if it was just because it was well...cold water. But all she did know was that she couldn't stand there much longer. Quickly she washed and shampooed her hair and jumped out. Thinking to herself that was probably her quickest shower ever...hey the woman like her showers. As she dried off Evie could still feel the tension..but she wasn't sure if it was the sexual frustration or if it was the actual tension from earlier. What ever it was it was still there and it was starting to make her stomach turn into knots.
OK then...so the shower didn't work...or did work but just brought up the bad frustration. What else could she do. As she stood near the railing that protected her from dropping off to the bottom floor she looked around her home..eyes falling on the corner where she kept her work out equipment. A couple of blue mats on the ground, a large punching bag suspended from the ceiling by a thick chain some other things of importance...hmm..that might work well. A little pain was always a good way to purge.
Yep, that was what she was going to do. Quickly she walked over to her closet and removed the towel from around her body, using it to dry her hair a little and brushing it out with her fingers (one thing she loved about having short hair now. Didn't take long to dry and would be dry in no time..) before disguarding it on the ground and changing into some work out appropriate clothes. She slipped on a black sports bra and a pair of black short -shorts-, threw on some black tennis shoes and made her way back downstairs.
Evie stood there in the middle of her warehouse home and began to stretch. Putting her arms above her head and bending backwards and then from side to side. Bending down and touching her toes, alternating between each leg until she was all good and stretched. As soon as that was finished she walked over to a small table where she kept her boxing gloves (and the other ones that kind of just cover half your fingers but I don’t know what they are called >.<) tape and other things she might nee and picked up the tape and began to take her hands in the proper way. Once that was done Evie put on her boxing gloves and took to the bag. Hitting it a few times before involving her legs. She continued like that, using the punch, punch, kick, punch, knee combo for a while but it wasn't exactly the right kind of pain she was looking for. Sure, it felt good to hit something but what she really wanted was a challenge. Someone that could dodge what she was doing and his back. She wanted the real thing. All well, this was just going to have to do for now. Evie was so into what she was doing that she didn't notice the metal door open until...