Frustration

Jason’s eyes shoot across the room as Katie enters, the fear, anger, irritation, and sorrow all mixed into one ball of emotion. Hearing her icy words hits him hard. He had not meant for Katie to hear that. He was just…frustrated and the words had slipped out. He hadn’t meant it that way... he just…. “Aw, Katie, wait.” Too late, she was already back down the hall.

“Nice,” Rick comments. “That’ll get things sorted out smoothly.”

“Did I ask you for comments?” Jason shoots back. Throwing off his sheets, he swings his legs over to get out of bed.

Rick steps up to him, hands on hips. “And just what do you think you’re doing?!”

“I need to go talk to her!”

“You should have thought of that before you went spewing out those comments!”

“I wasn’t thinking!”

“I know you weren’t. But you’re going nowhere. And don’t you dare start throwing that glare around here again. There’s a big enough mess in here the way it is.”

Jason flops back into his bed with a groan. There was only one way he was going to be able to make his feelings known. He knew it wasn’t right… he knew it could cause a negative response.. He was already feeling a strange flux in the emotional pull, signaling something wasn’t right. …But Katie just wasn’t understanding him. It wasn’t his fault this had happened. It wasn’t his fault that he felt tied down with this ridiculous thing!

Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Jason pulls up his raw frustration. I’m not mad at you, Katie, I'm just frustrated! Can’t you understand that?! With a little focus towards the subtle pull from Katie, like a slingshot, he lets go.