Quicksand
This is a bad, bad movie
Oh it's gone on too long
The end is all wrong
And oh, there's no hope
It's a bad dream
It's a bad dream
One of us should scream
The years go on, and Sapphire feels like they've gone too slow to pass. It tires her but she remains robust because that's her nature, persevere until she truly hits that wall. Her gaze turns to him, The Question in her eyes because she bites her tongue every time she feels it creep on her tongue. She's stopped asking verbally and Sapphire swears she sees the relief in his eyes, releasing the tension in his rigid shoulders.
Ruby goes on without a care, his back fading as he leaves her behind. And Sapphire wants rip her heart out because every time she thinks he just may consider it, consider her she gets disappointed and it hurts. She wonders if he sees that but Ruby is such a god damn good actor- really, he should consider it his profession instead- so Sapphire can't really tell. When he's gone and she knows he's arrived at his house, she screams in their –hers, dammit- secret base because she's frustrated and she really, really wants to sock Ruby in the gut for her misery.
Sapphire, despite herself, is falling more in love with him- because he's great, and articulate and everything she isn't and she knows, underneath his sissy exterior is a strength Sapphire cannot prevail against. She envies that strength that she knows she's can't beat if he decided to show it, decided to go against her in a pokemon battle. She'd be no match and she wishes she was stronger. There's an ache in her chest she can't sate; it intensifies whenever he's around. It's almost staggering but Sapphire manages to act sorta normal.
A wary smile crosses her face as she realizes he doesn't realize. Alone in her base, she sinks against the wall, brings her knees to her chest and rests her forehead in them. God, she's so tired. But she isn't going to leave him. Maybe he's afraid of that; her leaving. He's felt the pain of loved ones leaving him- but Sapphire isn't going anywhere.
Don't ya see that, Ruby? She sighs heavily and fights off the hot sting of tears prickling at her eyes.
"I'm not goin' anywhere!" she groans aloud. It echoes in the cave, bouncing off the walls. He can't hear her of course; her courage to tell him often fades in his presence. She says that at fourteen. And really, Sapphire is being naïve because everyone leaves eventually be it for relocation, jobs, or death; everyone leaves somebody behind. Ruby is being prudent.
It's raining when she decides, she has to go. So a seventeen-year old Sapphire packs up her things into her bag, stuffs her Pokéballs in and throws her raincoat on. She would leave, just a while. She should challenge the Pokemon League like she'd wanted to do. And when she leaves Littleroot Town in the middle of a storm, Sapphire isn't too sure if she's going to come back.
One of us should scream
One of us should scream
Baby, scream
Baby, scream