Shot in the Dark
folder
Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
23
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897
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Final Fantasy VIII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
23
Views:
897
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VIII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Nightmares do come true
Irvine’s POV
I woke up to a pounding on the common door; it was hard to pay attention to over the pounding of my head. I feel like I got dropkicked by an Iron Giant.
“Irvy! Open up! It’s me and Noa!” I grabbed the trash can by the closet and threw up. Thank Hyne its plastic. Fuck and it’s still the middle of the night. I stumble over to the door and unlock it. Why the hell didn’t Zell get it?
“Irvine!” Rinoa shouts with a sniffle, clinging around my waist, soaking my vest with tears and sniffles, her makeup is smeared all over her face, mascara, blush and foundation making ugly swirls on her cheeks. “My father…. Somebody killed him.” She sniffles out, whipping her nose on my vest. Fuck, I’m gonna be sick again.
“Hold on!” I shout, tearing her off of me and setting her on the couch before running off to vomit again. I wash my moth out, take a deep breath, and go back out to the physical manifestation of my worst nightmare.
“Are you okay Irvy?” Selphie asked, mouthing a small apology.
“Fine Sunshine, just fine. Now, Rinoa, why don’t you go get some rest?”
“I went to Squally’s room, but he wasn’t there, and I didn’ want to be alone.” She sniffled, her eyes filling up with water again. Damn, but what the hell am I supposed to do now? I knew we shoulda stayed at the Bar.
I woke up to a pounding on the common door; it was hard to pay attention to over the pounding of my head. I feel like I got dropkicked by an Iron Giant.
“Irvy! Open up! It’s me and Noa!” I grabbed the trash can by the closet and threw up. Thank Hyne its plastic. Fuck and it’s still the middle of the night. I stumble over to the door and unlock it. Why the hell didn’t Zell get it?
“Irvine!” Rinoa shouts with a sniffle, clinging around my waist, soaking my vest with tears and sniffles, her makeup is smeared all over her face, mascara, blush and foundation making ugly swirls on her cheeks. “My father…. Somebody killed him.” She sniffles out, whipping her nose on my vest. Fuck, I’m gonna be sick again.
“Hold on!” I shout, tearing her off of me and setting her on the couch before running off to vomit again. I wash my moth out, take a deep breath, and go back out to the physical manifestation of my worst nightmare.
“Are you okay Irvy?” Selphie asked, mouthing a small apology.
“Fine Sunshine, just fine. Now, Rinoa, why don’t you go get some rest?”
“I went to Squally’s room, but he wasn’t there, and I didn’ want to be alone.” She sniffled, her eyes filling up with water again. Damn, but what the hell am I supposed to do now? I knew we shoulda stayed at the Bar.