By ms-commander
Keira remembers, and starts to let go. De-lyric-ed - add in Mary J Bliges 'No more drama' kay?
Keira stood resolute, arms crossed, as she watched the Precursor ship rise into the sky.
It was over - he was gone. Out of her life once again.
But she wasn't worried. She was happy that she had ever met him - heck, they couldn't NOT meet. Sandover was a quiet, secluded place, and everyone was friends there.
She should have known better - the dark eco experiments had warped him, not only his body - but his soul as well. No longer was he the caring, mute she knew, but a man with a temper, and his own inner demons.
Keira smiled as Ashelin slapped Torn, him obviously having said something wrong.
Once, she had wished that her and Jak would last forever, like she thought Ashelin and Torn would.
But that wasn't true.
Their relationship had also faded slowly away, like the setting sun.
A beautiful wish, but the two hadn't counted Jak into their equation.
Keira got home that night, exhausted with all the after-parties.
She flopped on the couch, and saw the picture of her and Jak, in Sandover, in their happier days.
That was the Jak she wanted back - the one too obsessed with her to worry about anyone else.
They would take moonlit walks along Sandovers shores, Daxter complaining loudly because he thought Keira was better suited for him.
But now, it seemed stupid, that the 'eco freak' was capable of such feelings.
Towards her, anyway.
Keira gathered up all his things, knowing he would be in to get them, and probably move them into Ashelins apartment.
She snorted at the thought, but ended up choking dryly.
Keira ran upstairs, and grabbed the biggest box she could find.
Scribbling a note, she shoved all Jaks things into ther box, and sealed the box, shoving it outside the door.
Keira slipped the note inside, and decided to go to bed, resting her demons once and for all.
The rain continued to hit the roof, keeping Keira awake. She thought about a lot of things, Jaks name echoing in her ears.
She remembered the box outside, and knew he couldn't get in to her hut, couldn't hurt her anymore.
Tears stained her pillow, and she finally came to the realisation she'd have to let it out someday, if only to her pillow.
She cried - she was losing her closest friends to something as little as love.
Jak walked slowly up the path to Keiras hut, and noticed a box, sitting outside, with his name on it.
A note was attached to it, and Jak ripped it off and read it.
'No more tears... no more fears... I'm not gonna cry no more...'