Hamilton's Immortal

Nails (27.)

[Eva.]

"But I have nothing to say to her. I don't even want her here." I spat at Lin. He held his hand to me.

"Okay. Then don't speak. Just sit there with them while they talk and laugh and have a great time. See what you're missing and what they want you to be a part of." He said, handing Pippa a few twenties.

"Lin, you really don't have to do this... if she doesn't want to, it's okay." Ren stood to talk, but he shook his head stubbornly. 

"Too late. See you ladies in a couple of hours!" Lin waves, Jazzy takes my hand and pulls me up, Pip taking Ren.

"I think we should get elemental colors..." Jazzy thinks aloud, looking over the wall of nail polishes.

"Ooh that sounds awesome!" Ren smiles glancing to me. I glance back, hiding my smile. That actually did sound like a good idea.

"So who gets what element?" Pip asks, looking over each of us.

"Well..." I start, and the trio look at me surprised that I actually said something. I didn't speak all the way over and it's been at least half an hour. "I think Pip should be water, because she's so calm and collected, but one disturbance can create a great wave of passion in her. And Jazz should be fire, she's so bright and alive, fiery and energetic, beautiful and elegant." The two blush deeply, but I turn my attention to Renée, sighing quietly. "You would most likely be earth. You're the rock of the show, you support everyone no matter what... you nurture and help others grow, even at the cost of yourself."

"Eva..." she starts.

"No, I know. Don't apologize anymore. That's not even why I am.. was mad." I say, taking a pale yellow polish for myself. "I'll take air, for no real reason. Come on."

One hour turned into two. Two became four. A simple trip to the nail salon became a huge shopping trip based on the four colors they chose. By the time we got back to the theatre, we each wore a new outfit, our original outfits in the shopping bags we carried, giggling and chatting up a storm.

"Hey Eva, can we talk a moment?" Ren stops me before we go back inside the theatre. She nods for Pip and Jazz to go on.

"Sure... I guess we should talk." I say, awkwardly scratching my neck.

"Yea... I know you don't want another apology, but I will say, even if this trip doesn't change anything, I had a great time with you and the girls today. Thank you." She smiles bright, contented.

"I'm not mad at you, Ren. I mean, I was, but more that... you tipped the first domino in a losing battle for me that you don't even know I suffer through." I explain, blushing a little. "I shouldn't have held it against you. I... I'm sorry."

I'm not usually one to apologize to those that have wronged me and I seemed to be starting to make a habit out of it. Weird. I almost don't like it, but as soon as Ren wrapped me up in her arms, my mind took a complete 180.

Another pulse warmed my soul, something clicked in me. This felt right. Forgiving her felt right.

Then I felt dizzy... then nothing.

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[Lin.]

I was talking with Pippa and Jazz, they looked awesome in the new outfits, but more importantly I just wanted to know how things went.

"They're just outside, talking. I have a good feeling about it. We were all just cracking up on our way ba-" Pip stops short.

"LIN! SOMEONE!!" The door opened, Renée backing in with a limp Eva leaning against her. My stomach drops. No. Nononononono.