Snippet #2162860

Almost immediately after the arrival or acknowledgement of the other male something started to feel weird. There was something pushing against the barriers she had surrounding herself. It was heavy, it hurt. She didn’t like it. Something was definitely going on.

Ash winced slightly at the pain and lifted her hand to touch her temple. She put a little bit of pressure on the muscle lying just under the skin, but it didn’t do any good for her. Shaking her head she turned back to the woman.

The shop owner’s reactions to the man seemed to put her at ease a bit. It was something she expected though the feelings never quite went away. She watched the whole event before shaking the head to the question directed towards her.

“No, I don’t.” She said. Her voice was low and she hoped contained so her feelings of concern at the situation of unease not the man itself couldn’t be picked up on. “Really, if this is a bad time I could come back…” Or never. She thought. “I just wanted to get flowers for my brother’s grave.”

It wasn’t like she couldn’t go to another flower shop. Like the one that was closer to the cemetery to begin with. The music pounding in her ears didn’t help the ache that was forming in the back of her skull and behind her eye lids. She just wanted to go home. She had mid terms to study for and papers to write before they were off on break. She would be working the whole time, but that wasn’t what bothered her.

Something about the whole situation was bothering her. The pushing against her barriers was the worst. She never usually felt things like what she was now. Not to mention the unsettling feeling that she was getting. The flight and fight mode were gearing up and gaining speed quickly. She wanted to leave, but she felt socially bound not to just duck back out of the store.