A/N: this is short, but I feel that it gets the point across well enough. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own no part of Generator Rex.
Her Trust
I guess I trusted him because I saw something in him I had never seen in anyone else before. I saw hope, courage, dreams, and my own reality wrapped in his loud, obnoxious words and strong temper. I just liked that about him. He was Rex, practically irresistible to someone like me without anyone to call a friend or even an acquaintance.
Rex had something different than almost anyone else I had ever met; it was something that made me want to scream, "Why can't you just see something that's right there in front of you, nimrod?" But of course, I wasn't about to go yelling that around wherever I wanted. He had Providence and I had Van Kleiss. We had to be careful. His side was alright with it, with us; mine, not so much.
Two separate worlds. The world was so much harder when I had to work around our severe side differences. Such as me being told to capture him. And him being ordered to capture me. But I had to figure it was fair enough, right?
I guess that the world just chose our sides for us without taking into account that we could've possibly been made for each other. But after seeing him save Van Kleiss and Skalamander and Biowulf, I regretted not going with him. But I was already too far in with Van Kleiss. I had loyalties lying there with him and the others, loyalties that Rex couldn't possibly counter with any sort of emotion. Loyalty is something strong, something that shouldn't be broken.
The same could always be said for love in the exact same sense.
And Rex couldn't leave Providence. He was always too tied down and held back and kept locked away in the darkest depths of Providence. He was locked away, hidden from the world, hidden from the life he could've lived in the sunlight and in the reality that existed around him that he was never allowed into. Providence was our mutual enemy. Too bad it was even more mutual than our trust.
The trust on both our sides ran as thin as ice in the springtime, me loving him and never knowing if those words were the same in his own quiet mind. I would never truly know if there was something mutual between us, me trusting him and him trusting me. In an equal world.
A world without sides to the war.
A/N: please review. Thank you for reading.
~Sky