You want "BANG!"? I'll give you explosions..

If had been a long time since a fight like this. They happened every once in awhile, where one or the other couldn't take any more of the others shit and just exploded. The last had been started by Elijah towards the start of the school year for some silly reason. Both parties had.. gotten a lot off of their chests and had continued to promptly sleep together. But Mira could tell already that this fight wouldn't have nearly as happy of an ending. In this moment sleeping with Elijah was repulsive to even think about. Everything he said cut deeply, even if she didn't feel it yet. All there was now was the adrenaline of the argument mixed with many types of pain and rage.

"YOU IGNORANT ASSHOLE!" Mira screamed at him, not caring  that they were probably waking the whole household by now. People were listening for sure, but it didn't matter. They knew just who Elijah was just as much as she did, so they would know he deserved every word. 

"You think I'm an idiot?" she spat at him, a look of disgust covering her pretty face. "I saw how you always looked at me and I knew. I knew you wanted my sister and never me. And I didn't care. I'm not her and I never will be." This truth had always frightened Mira. Even though Mira had been selected to marry Elijah, Alice had been his love. Forget Chase, forget Mira, forget every single brainwashed girl he'd ever slept with - it was Alice who had taken his heart and held in ransom. If must be funny for her to look down upon Earth and see the chaos she had caused. 

"Now for the first time I don't have to live with the pain of being a replacement!" Mira shook her head, cheeks pinking from emotion. "You think I would just go back?" This idea was all too painful to even think about so Mira continued on to the next subject that he had hinted on.

"And what is your problem anyway? I slept with Valatin once and you go on and on about it where I know hundreds of girls, and boys I may add, that you've slept with and never made a fuss! You. Didn't. Care. I was just another meaningless trophy, so I don't see need to dwell on the past, especially when it comes to faithfulness." Mira raised her voice again "A subject we all know you aren't the strongest in!"

Yes, there would defiantly be no sex tonight. What a shame.

Arguments were always bizarrely refreshing. Elijah couldn’t remember the last time he’d shouted at Mira and she she’d shouted at him. It was a clearing of the lungs exercise, an upheaval of negative emotions. Only ‘old’ Elijah would get a kick out of this. Those vapid, cruel traits had come to the forefront of his mind and those were taking the reins. The more controlled one of the two, the ‘newer’ one, was pleading with the older to hold his tongue. The younger, newer version of his self was cringing and much of the personalities that made up Elijah were in pieces, rushing around his head to try and halt the argument before things got too personal, too messy. Though, the most rational part of his mind feared that that could no longer be accomplished.

However, when she screamed at him...work stopped. Those who ran about his mind, pulling on stings trying to fix things, stopped. They all just...stopped and stared, truly terrified by the thunderous look on her face. And in turn, Elijah stopped, his chest heaving, and stared at her, his eyes wide with shock. He exhaled gently and clenched his hands by his sides. His eyes glazed a little before his gaze was averted. He sighed again and reached up to run his fingers through his hair. He didn’t want to say what he had but his tongue had run away without his mind by its side. Things had slipped out, things he hadn’t meant.

“Mira I-”

Just as he was about to apologize, she said her bit. Elijah blanched and shook his head at her. He wanted to tell her that she was wrong – that it hadn’t always been Alice – but he would have been a liar. He’d wanted to make Alice his wife. He’d not been so naive when he was younger that he didn’t know where he’d end. If he was to have a wife then he wanted that to be Alice. He hadn’t been interested in Mira – it had only ever been Alice. When she’d been ripped away from him, he’d been left with second best. He felt the lump in his throat every time he set his eyes on her and he loathed her for the similarity.

Or at least, he had.

Just like with the kisses, Elijah wasn’t sure when his opinion of Mira had started to change. He didn’t know when he’d stopped being angry about having ‘second best’. He didn’t know when he’d stopped seeing her as second best. He still saw Alice in her, when she smiled or when she slept – but she was just her. She was Mira; his Mira. She didn’t want to lose him and Merlin knew he didn’t want to lose her.

“He’s. My. Cousin!” Elijah bit out. “He’s my cousin, Mira! He...you...NO! It’s wrong! Krum family politics doesn’t extend to you the way it does to me which means you couldn’t sleep with Valantin! But then, he was practically gagging for it wasn’t he?! And you were too I don’t doubt! I was away for five minutes and he was dragging you to his bed! Mira, I’m a bad person and you...you don’t need to lend yourself to hedonism. You...you’re perfect! You’re not meant to be at my level of shit! Sleeping with him...” Elijah shuddered and picked up his glass of Firewhisky. He took a large gulp and looked out of the window at the dark night. “Go home, Mira. I’m not in the mood for this.”

Mira wanted to stop, wanted to go home and cry into her pillow, wanted to turn back back time to before this stupid fight had started and just welcome him home in loving arms like she did every other day. But the damage had been done, neither party walking away without wounds. Mira knew she would reply his hate filled words again and again in her brain until she saw him again and assumed he would do the same. They were in too deep to apologize or act like this had never happened. It was too personal. 

The weight of the world felt like it was crashing on her shoulders. And she couldn't go on. He was her Elijah, even if he was an ass. Mira struggled to form the right crushing words in her head, but her heart just wasn't in it. She was tired. Some things he had said minutes ago were just sinking in and the heartbreak was already starting. 

So in a calm, quiet voice that felt out of place in the situation Mira replied "I'm nowhere close to perfect." She started backing up slowly, away from the Bulgarian and towards the door. Mira shook her head is disbelief of the scene in front of her. Pursing her lips she turned in a whirl and walked across the room to the big doors. Hand on the antique doorknob Mira turned to face the love of her life. "I'll see you in school" she said at a normal volume. The words seemed so.. Normal. Like nothing had happened. And when they ran into each other a Hogwarts that's exactly what she intended to act like. But for now a hot bath and comfy bed called. Going home sounded very good.

OOC: I think this should be a relatively short thread/fight, a couple more posts maybe? I just don't want to drag it out forever.. It feels more powerful if less is said. 

OOC: I think we should leave it at that. ;D

OOC: Sounds good to me! That sure was entertaining..