Mistaken Identity (Part 4)

[B'Etor Patterson 0]

Takes place right after Praxx walked into his quarters...

 

B'Etor walked through the ship, her chest heaving hard as anger took her over. Her breathing deep and rapid, she moved to the turbolift after an hour of beating up Klingon monsters in the holodeck. She got in the turbolift, still pacing as she mumbled and let out weak laugh-like grunts. "He.. toy..with me? Oh..GAH!" She let out a cry of anger and stormed off the turbolift, moving into her room. Hearing voices, she thought nothing of it, assuming her roommate was home.

 

"How dare he. I loved him! Stupid.. shoulda known better..." She threw the uniform she wore off and paced in the room. She started to sob, the anger turning to hurt. She let out grunts and cries to try and stop the pain from coming out, but it didn't work. She fell on her bed and covered her face, the gasping cries that escaped her lips muffled by her hands. She shifted her body, laying down, curling her knees to her chest. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it, burying her face in it. She hated crying. Klingon's don't cry, they suck it up. She knew that, but Jaden was the first..everything. She closed her eyes and images of her and Jaden at the academy appeared in her mind. She thought about everything; the day they admitted, at the same time, that they liked each other; the day they found out they were stationed on the same ship; the shuttle trip to Excalibur. Every moment they ever shared crossed her mind.

 

"How could I be so...dumb. I thought he loved me... Klingon sucker... He wants that useless Science freak MacKenzie, he can have her." She sat up, her cry fest over, for now. She went to grab a medical text off the table and paused, seeing two glasses on the table, one of which had her lipstick on it. Picking it up, she looked closely at it, shaking her head.

 

"They wouldn't." She heard hushed voices in the other room and picked up the glass. "Alright, who used my lipstick! You could ask...first...." She looked into the dark room, not seeing anyone. "Computer..lights.." The lights came on and the room was empty. She moved to the couch and blinked, touching the seat, noticing it's warm. "Verian?! Trudy?" She walked through the room, looking for her roommates and then realized she was alone. She moved back into the room with the glasses and scratched her head, the look of confusion and her perplexed nature evident as she realized she was either hearing things, or she was not alone.