Living hell
12-12-2024, 02:24 PM
Jay's breaths came in shallow, rapid succession, hardly slowly even when she saw someone approaching in her peripheral vision. Everything besides what she was immediately focused on seemed to blur into nonexistence as she became acutely aware of her ragged breathing and steady pounding of her heart. It took a long while for her to register Em's approach, let alone react to it. Even though she moved with intention, not wanting to startle her, being touched still made Jay flinch. Her head spun faster than she could even begin to process. "I don't- I don't need-" she sputtered, struggling to speak through the panic. She didn't need anyone. She didn't deserve anyone, or anything. Certainly not warmth or compassion, not after what she'd done. Her feelings were too tumultuous to sort through right now, whirling like a hurricane through her head. The self-loathing she felt only grew as she tried to steady her breathing. "I don't- want to- talk about it," the brown-furred woman managed to choke out after along moment. Her gaze purposefully avoided Empousa's, fixing on a spot of ground near her forepaws. Still she struggled to catch her breath, the tightness in her chest growing with each moment that passed. "I don't think I'm feeling very well," she finally squeaked out, feeling suddenly faint. |