Hi! First story for homestuck. I dont think its that good but whatever.
Disclamier: I do not own homestuck.
Warning: hinted at boyXboy relationships. If you dont like then GTFO. Oh and there is one swear word but thats like whatever.
You watch as the person you love goes off to fight once again. You want to join him but you know that you can't. You hate that you can't protect the person who means the most to you and you can't kiss the pain away when he gets hurt, that is someone else's job. What is your job? To fight or to stand there and look cool? Before your job was to protect John but you failed and your John died. Now your punishment is to watch a John that is not yours fall in love with a Dave that is not you. You wish with all your heart that John would look at you the way he looks at Dave. He won't though because he is not your John.
You wonder how Rose is doing. Not this Rose, your Rose. The Rose that is all alone. Is she still asleep or did she wake up. Has she found out anything more about the game? Maybe she even got to the end. Maybe she won and created another world but most likely she lost and is died all alone without anyone to mourn her death. You can't help but regret leaving her. If you had known she was your sister you don't think you would of.
Then you think of Jade. You blame yourself for her death. If you had protected John then he would have been able to get her inside the game and she would not have hit by the meters. She might have been asleep waiting for John to wake or she might have been awake waiting for John to set up the game. She probably was sitting in her room waiting for the help that would never come. She must have died thinking that we had betrayed her.
People always say, the worst thing is to not know. You don't know who said that but they are so right. You will never know what happened to Rose and Jade or if you would have ever been with John and it makes you want to scream. The sound of footsteps breaks through your thoughts. You see John approaching you.
"Are you oaky?" John asks. "I'm fine" you say. "It doesn't look like it. You are crying" John says. John reaches out and wipes away your tears. He is close enough for you to kiss and you want nothing but to kiss him. No, you can't, he is not your John. "I'm fine, just thinking about my past. Don't you need to go kick some evil ass?" you reply. John giggles, nods his head and starts walking away. He turns and yells "Bye Davesprite!" "Bye John" you whisper.
You wish you could have had time to say that to your John.
So like it. Hate it. Have some grammer advice. Why dont you review and tell me. (please if you have grammer advice. TELL ME)