<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/b3/a6/35/b3a635282bf0c1135b15aa6cd3284e2e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Sarah Chamberlain (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12372015#msg12372015)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>San Francisco | Aug. 3rd, 2017 | Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Xavier | Closed<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/10/1e/ae/101eae1a20e826a75c014a1e7e38c978.jpg)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>The surprise of a lifetime<br/><hr/>She needn't have bothered turning around. Xavier was there and he was going to make his presence known. She barely had time to react before his hand was wrapped around her arm, before he was shoving her towards a wall. Eyes widened at the abruptness and roughness of his treatment and the sight of the face she knew so well, the face she had tried to forget but knew she never would. His long hair had been shorn to a simple buzz cut. There was a hardness to his face that came with age. Other than that, it was most certainly Xavier, Dalys Xavier fucking Armstrong. Did he come here looking for her? The last time she had seen or heard word from him had been when they were both eighteen. She hadn't heard or seen anything else of him since then. How? How was he here now?<br/><br/>There were emotions regarding him, buried deep within, that she thought had been suppressed long ago but they all came rushing out especially when he sought to accuse her of walking away from anything, "Let go of me!"<br/><br/>She began to shove him with the hand that was free from his grip, hitting him hard in the chest as she resisted the urge to punch him in the face. How dare he show his face around her after what he did? How dare he act like he was the victim here when he had left her alone in that awful situation? When she had written him letter after letter after letter and never heard a response? When he had forced her to make the hardest decision of her entire life all on her own? He was a coward. She had thought she knew him so well. She had trusted him above anyone else. She had loved him. He had been the only one that mattered for years and then he left her. He left her alone, treated her like he hadn't known her their entire lives, as if she was just some dumb girl he had dated for a few months. He had discarded her like trash.<br/><br/>"You've got some nerve coming here and acting all righteous, throwing me around like a fucking ragdoll!"