Disclaimer – PR isn't mine. No profit is being made by this fic. Sue me, but you aren't getting much. Yeah – it's in my TW Rangers Universe.
Why?
Why am I always the odd one out? Why is it I always fall for the wrong girls? Why do I have a problem with him around her? Why is it that I want to cry – but I can't? Why do all these things come crashing down on me at once?
I thought we were doing well, me and her. The female who shall remain nameless. We got along well, started getting closer in a "more than friends" way – so what the fuck happened? I know what happened. It was HIM. He pranced around like a fucking idiot and was the centre of attention! That idiot ripped away any sort of love we had and claimed her for himself! Fucking freak – thinks he's the only one around her that likes her! She's the most beautiful girl I've ever lain eyes on!
And now she's gone. I can't compete with him, how can I? He's got everything a girl could want, and then some! He's got the most powerful Ranger powers in existence, a long history with previous teams and is her new mentor!! I've just been turned human, I'm no longer the Red Ranger and I'm stuck on planet! He's got more friends than I'll EVER have and now he's added her to his list. Well, I guess that I can say that I got to her on the "friend" stage before him.
That's a start I guess. It's what I have to be content with now. She's his. I wish to any God above that she wasn't with him and I don't care if she's not with me! Just…well, I don't know. When I'm around her, she lights up the room. Her eyes are twin sparkling orbs of pure beauty and delight. She's quiet, but when she talks, she's amazing. She smells good and looks even better. Her hair is like a soft waterfall – flowing steadily and soft to the touch. Her heart is kind, caring, loving and sincere. I love her with all my body, mind and soul – but most importantly, I love her with all my heart.
And that pains me.
It pains me because she's with a guy that probably wants to add her to his list of conquests. I don't want that. I want to love her, cherish her and be with her – hopefully until I die. She is the one for me. I can feel it in my heart, my heart that pangs for her every time I see her; and in my soul, which stretches out to be with hers. I truly love her, but I'm powerless to stop it from happening in front of my eyes. What can I do to win her love? I'll do whatever it takes. I'll set her free, that'll make her happy.
If she's happy, I'm happy.
That's all there is to it – but it isn't. It really isn't. she'll never see me in the same light that she sees him. I can't blame her – he helped us when we were at our weakest and gave her the colour Red. Red is my colour – the colour of leadership. I just hope Ronny's happy.
And spares a thought for one that has loved her from the shadows.