The Time Aria Got Her Heart Broken

Posted on 31 Aug 2013 @ 4:18pm by Lieutenant Aria Rice

567 words; about a 3 minute read

OOC Warning: This post contains foul language due to its subject. Do not read if you are offended by Aria swearing.

The Time Aria Got Her Heart Broken
or
'I bet you never knew I could get this angry'
by Lt. Aria Rice



***Starfleet Academy, 2385***



It was her second year at the Academy. And Aria Rice wasn't doing too badly. It was the academic things she was good at, the physical she did okay with. Good at fighting, but not strong. Blah, blah, blah. At least she had Jason. And that was something. Jason was a year older than her, an Aussie with blond hair and a warm smile. He made her smile. And she made him smile too. He was taller than him. A lot taller. She sort of liked it though.

She had dressed up to see him, as she always did. A summer dress in red tartan, her hair free, her makeup fresh and high heels. She was happy with it. The fact her leg was bruised from combat training meant nothing to her.

She didn't even knock, the door recognising her signature as she walked into the room that Jason shared with two other boys....and stopped. Groaning. Moaning.

For a brief moment, she thought it was one of the boys with his girlfriend, when she heard a very familiar voice,

"That's amazing..."

Aria's eyes widened with shock, her skin paling with her anger. Inside, her heart felt as if it was crumbling, like a sandcastle being wiped out by the waves of the sea. Jason. In bed. In bed with another woman. "Jason...?"

He turned, watching her with surprise. "Jesus! Aria...I...I can explain..."

Aria moved to him, breathing hard as he got up. Jesus indeed, not even covering himself. She slapped him hard, even if she had to rely on her high heels to reach. "You...you ball of shit-flecked smegma!" she shouted, her anger rising. "How dare you? How...how dare you? I thought..."

"Just having so fun, right?" Jason said and shrugged, rubbing his cheek with a frown. "Jesus, don't know why you're acting like a possessive Sheila, we're just shag-buddies, right?"

"You mean fuc..." Aria stopped, watching him for a long moment before looking at the other woman. Taller. Blond. Breasts that were close to the size of Aria's head. Pretty much everything she wasn't. She found herself smiling, looking at Jason...anger still boiling behind the smile. "Listen, you whoremongering toad. I'm not your 'shag-buddy'. I thought I was your girlfriend. Clearly not. So..." she moved to his desk, grabbing one of his awards before throwing it at him. "If you come close to me again, Jason, I will find a way to cut you..." she turned, moving to the door.

"Why are you being so angry? It's not like we were in love!" Jason shouted after her, sitting down on the bed.

Aria closed her eyes, her back turned to him. "No. Thank God we weren't, because I'd hate myself for ever loving a maggot licking out the faeces from the sphincter of the world, like you are," she said before leaving the room. Only when she was walking down the corridor did she allow the tears to escape.

She suspected she would hate herself for quite some months after that. Because in a way, she had loved him. And it had been for nothing.

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