Nemesis

"Tornado! Fabiola!'' Carl snapped his finger in front of Mila, bringing her back to reality.

"Where's your brain?"

A tear ran down from her eyes.

She quickly caught it and wiped it off, but was still slow, Carl noticed it…her red face could not lie either.

"Hey, what is wrong?" Carl approached her with a worried look and a deeply concerned voice.

Fabiola cleared her throat, "Nothing, I need to go!" She abruptly stood up on her feet and pushed her way past him, swallowing the remainder of her tears.

She hated this new side of her___soft and emotional, all of this because of Brantley. 'Where the hell do all these tears come from when my tear ducts have been a desert all these years?' she could not help but ponder mentally.

"Hey, cut the crap, Fabiola!" Carl grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

She shrugged her arm, trying to get away from him, but he pulled her in his arms and engulfed her.

"Stop fighting," he whispered softly in ear.

The tears, suppressed emotions, anger, disappointm