Alone
Feb 11, 2015 23:53:29 GMT
Post by Ramona Adessi on Feb 11, 2015 23:53:29 GMT
Ramona wanted to strangle him. She wanted to grab Cohen and shake him till he saw sense. Regret soon followed these aggressive thoughts though and Ramona debated just leaving. If Cohen was anyone else right now, even one of her brothers, she would have socked them already, but for some reason she couldn't. If it had been mere months ago, in the summer, she would have knocked his lights out and told him to step the fuck off, but she had changed for some reason and it was sort of only now she was admitting her feelings for Cohen were what changed. She was softer on him, but at the same time she expected more of him. She expected him to understand emotions she was just currently expressing. There had been a lot of stuff she had kept bottled up starting at thirteen when she began to become increasingly aware of the opposite sex. She was 'one of the lads' so she kept shut. Since this summer, this was the only time she decided to embrace the feeling that go along with being a woman, but after so long of forgoing a huge part of herself, how could she expect Cohen to understand it? She didn't herself.
"I don't want you to feel like I'm ignoring you. I'm not." Ramona said, this time trying to remain calm though it was quite clear how uncomfortable it made her. Her emotions, her rage, her apathy, a thousand things she wanted to say but did have the words for crawled over her skin like spiders with needle legs, prickling her constantly with reminders of their presence.
"My father. My brothers. You and Dom. God. Food." Ramona said holding up her hand. With each listing another digit went up representing it's place on some sort of system of worth Ramona had worked out in her head and would likely never explain.
"Those are the five most important things in the world to me. Anders didn't make the cut. My own Mum didn't even make the cut." Both knew why, "But you did. I love you and Dom as I would actual family. No boyfriend or whatever will ever mean as much to me as you do today, so don't say I'm going to ignore you. You're always priority and I'll fight the next idiot that says otherwise." Ramona looked pointedly at Cohen, meaning even if Cohen became the idiot, she would tackle him right here in the store and have them thrown out to get a point across.
"Anders is meh. It's different." Ramona said with a shrug of her shoulders trying to see if playing it down would give Cohen the kick in the ego he needed to realize how wrongly he was seeing Anders.
"I just like the attention. It's different. Harmless" She stated simply and with out shame.
"I could definitely take him." She said keenly of the Ravenclaw.
Ramona didn't like keeping Cohen in the dark but she decided she must for this fighting to stop. He was the type of person 'ignorance is bliss' applied to. She wouldn't tell him anymore about boys. Why would she think she could in the first place? Even if it was her best mate. She knew for a fact out of her four brothers the only one she would ever talk to about boys was Luca. Simply because he liked boys as well. They had similar tastes. But Cohen, like the other three Adessi children was all boy and they couldn't handle things society labeled feminine like feelings, and crushes, and wants. Neither could her best mate apparently. She didn't sense it freaked him out like it might Aldo, but it definitely for some reason stressed Cohen out. The possibility of their friendship ending over this . . . Ramona didn't want to think about it. She wouldn't let them happen.
"I want cake." Ramona said turning away from Cohen and moving towards the door. She didn't want to be yelled at again and if somehow she had angered him once more with her words, then she wasn't going to stick around to see it.
Instead she would drown her sorrows in sweets, preferably chocolate cake at Madame Puddifoot's Tea Shop. True it was a place for couples, but Ramona's unhealthy dependence on sugary food was stronger than any relationship shared by her peers. The shop owners loved her, she was a regular. Love faded with age, especially for creatures as fickle as teenagers, but poor coping mechanisms were forever.
"I don't want you to feel like I'm ignoring you. I'm not." Ramona said, this time trying to remain calm though it was quite clear how uncomfortable it made her. Her emotions, her rage, her apathy, a thousand things she wanted to say but did have the words for crawled over her skin like spiders with needle legs, prickling her constantly with reminders of their presence.
"My father. My brothers. You and Dom. God. Food." Ramona said holding up her hand. With each listing another digit went up representing it's place on some sort of system of worth Ramona had worked out in her head and would likely never explain.
"Those are the five most important things in the world to me. Anders didn't make the cut. My own Mum didn't even make the cut." Both knew why, "But you did. I love you and Dom as I would actual family. No boyfriend or whatever will ever mean as much to me as you do today, so don't say I'm going to ignore you. You're always priority and I'll fight the next idiot that says otherwise." Ramona looked pointedly at Cohen, meaning even if Cohen became the idiot, she would tackle him right here in the store and have them thrown out to get a point across.
"Anders is meh. It's different." Ramona said with a shrug of her shoulders trying to see if playing it down would give Cohen the kick in the ego he needed to realize how wrongly he was seeing Anders.
"I just like the attention. It's different. Harmless" She stated simply and with out shame.
"I could definitely take him." She said keenly of the Ravenclaw.
Ramona didn't like keeping Cohen in the dark but she decided she must for this fighting to stop. He was the type of person 'ignorance is bliss' applied to. She wouldn't tell him anymore about boys. Why would she think she could in the first place? Even if it was her best mate. She knew for a fact out of her four brothers the only one she would ever talk to about boys was Luca. Simply because he liked boys as well. They had similar tastes. But Cohen, like the other three Adessi children was all boy and they couldn't handle things society labeled feminine like feelings, and crushes, and wants. Neither could her best mate apparently. She didn't sense it freaked him out like it might Aldo, but it definitely for some reason stressed Cohen out. The possibility of their friendship ending over this . . . Ramona didn't want to think about it. She wouldn't let them happen.
"I want cake." Ramona said turning away from Cohen and moving towards the door. She didn't want to be yelled at again and if somehow she had angered him once more with her words, then she wasn't going to stick around to see it.
Instead she would drown her sorrows in sweets, preferably chocolate cake at Madame Puddifoot's Tea Shop. True it was a place for couples, but Ramona's unhealthy dependence on sugary food was stronger than any relationship shared by her peers. The shop owners loved her, she was a regular. Love faded with age, especially for creatures as fickle as teenagers, but poor coping mechanisms were forever.