Statistically Speaking
Prologue
I had never really thought throughout my life what it would be like to lose the person most important to me. For a while now I thought that I had. That that theory had become a reality. But that feeling of loss...that feeling of devastation was nothing compared to this...
How did it come to this? I had thought that between the two of us that there had always been some sort of silent understanding. That though we didn't always agree or sometimes he could be a bit insensitive that we understood each others feelings.
Could I have really been that wrong? Could this whole time...could I really have misunderstood that horribly? Been that blind to him and his feelings?
Chase...
He was hovering over me, his head resting on my shoulder as he growled, "You're making a damn mistake, Molly..."
I could barely register his near inaudible, hoarse words as my heart pounded liquid fire through my veins. "N-no..." I responded my voice weak, almost frightened.
Suddenly, I felt the sturdy old fence behind me rock and creak as his fists slammed into the wood on either side of me, caging me in. I flinched, closing my eyes for a moment, taking in a deep stable breath. I had never seen him this mad before, this tormented before and knowing that it was because of me made this moment all the more difficult for me to grasp. I waited for something to happen, anything, anticipating.
Nothing...
Slowly, ever so slowly I opened my eyes and they widened. His face was so close to my own, mere inches, and I could feel his hot breath spray on my face. Cold glaring violet eyes were his last expression I saw before he briskly turned, storming off and away from my farmland as I stared after him wide eyed. My breath was coming out short and labored and even if I had wanted to at the time I couldn't speak, couldn't shout after him.
As I watched his quickly retreating form head towards town, I brought a trembling hand slowly to my lips, tingling still from the lingering sensation of his lips pressed to mine. A kiss that had been entirely one sided, a kiss that I had not returned.
My knees became week and I found my free hand gripping the fence behind me harshly, pieces of the wood splintering under my nails and piercing my fingers. The pain was numb to me though, it was like a dull throb. It didn't even compare to the pain that was pounding away at my heart. Maybe I deserved the pain, maybe I deserved to feel like this, to live like this.
But watching him storm off had been the hardest thing I had ever had to do. Tears beginning to prick my eyes as I leaned myself against the fence, the hand that had just been on my lips now cradling the other close to my face.
"Maybe I really do deserve it..."
Chase and I had always been close, even if half the time we couldn't stand each other. He had always been there for me to tell me when I was an idiot...even when I didn't want to hear it. I had always been able to speak freely my mind to him. Always had been able to open my heart to him, and when it was serious he would be there. He had been my best friend, my pillar, the one person that I thought really got me. From day one...
It was two years ago that I had seen Chase strolling down the dirt road that led from his sturdy white house in Flute fields to Harmonica Town. It had been a clear spring day, not a cloud in the sky and the wind so feint, the only time I heard the rustling of leaves was when the blade of my axe had been lodged into one of the trees on my plot of land.
I had just moved to Castanet Island, only a few days beforehand from my small flat in the city. The need to get away, to start over had been clawing at me for some time so I had finally packed up my things, taken the initiative and left after speaking with the island's mayor on the phone for some time.
He had made Castanet sound amazing and beautiful and my farmland all the more so. But when I got dropped off Cain's wagon, I found that he might have told me a teeny white lie. My farmland was in need of a serious fixer upper and would need months and months of tender love and care before it even got anywhere near what he had described to me.
There were three buildings, the largest looked like an old but still sturdy animal barn, the smallest being the chicken coop, and the middle sized shed of a building was my new house. Each building looked like it was missing parts of the roof and the once screened in area in front of the house that I assumed was porch looked like it had suffered serious termite damage as well as wind damage. This...was my new home.
Well, I wasn't about to let a challenge stop me, instead I embraced it. Anything had to be better then my old home, my old job, my old friends. And when I say anything, I literally meant anything.
I had spent my first few days on the island just tending to my all but ruined plot. There had been a serious over growth of weeds in my fields as well as unhealthy soil and tall over grown trees that would be in the way of max crop production. All in all- I had my hands full.
It was on the third day that I had finally gotten the irritating job of weeding and tilling most of the field done and had finally gotten to chopping down some trees. I was on my second tree and feeling as though I may pass out at any minute when between the echoes of the chops I heard the sound of someone humming to themselves.
Axe still lodged tightly in the unstable tree, I turned my head, wiping my brow to watch him pass by my farmland, hands thrust into the pockets of his jeans. His strawberry blond hair stood out against his violet, paasive eyes. He was wearing a white button up, the sleeves rolled up near immaculately and he wore a dark blue colored apron. I honestly hadn't met many of the villagers yet- hadn't even seen many of the villagers yet.
I couldn't help but to gape at him. I had stopped everything I had been doing, the old axe hanging loosely from my finger tips. And that had been the first time I had seen him. The first time I had ever laid eyes on Chase. And he hadn't even noticed me...or so I thought.
Oh how times change...
And it all started with a letter...
Hmm...short but sweet huh? It's been a little while since I picked up anything Harvest Moon based though I have been meaning too. I've just started playing Animal Parade again and I can't help but to fall in love with Chase every time I play so I figured that I needed to write a fic just for him.
This one may be a little angsty. And also, the prologue starts off in the middle of the story. So things will come together in due time.
