Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 or it's characters. They belong to Squaresoft. I am just a poor kid who writes
fanfics. Please don't sue!



A/N: This is just a short story I wrote after I restarted FF7 again. This story takes place after the
destruction of Sector 7. These are Jessie's thoughts after the battle.





Damn. I'm stuck. Nowhere to go. Nowhere I can go. I'm stuck. Literally and mentally. I'm stuck here amidst the debris caused by the explosion. The explosion caused by the battle I shouldn't even have survived. Some Shinra bitch fatally wounded me and I was dying on a ramp. I saw Wedge plummet down from up above, and I don't know where Biggs is or even if he's alive. Barret had gone berserk after Wedge's death and was shooting everywhere and everyone in sight. I saw Cloud, Tifa, and one or two others run up and stop when they came to me. I'm fading away now, and I can't quite remember what I said to him. I didn't see anyone else there before it happened or after. I don't know if any of them made it. Damn.

Biggs, Wedge, Barret, Tifa, Cloud... Oh, Cloud...I was a nobody, some screw-up from a small guerilla rebel group that nothing to live for. Whose parents were dead, no friends except for the rest of Avalanche, and nobody that cared for me. Nobody that I loved and nobody who loved me back. That was the way it was until two months ago today. I remember that day like it was yesterday. That was the day you came to Avalanche. You walked in looking for a job. You strode in like you were the king of the world. You captured my heart at that very moment. I was doing my best, trying to impress you every way I could. That still wasn't enough. I once almost got us killed because of my crush. Then I met another guy. Jason. We started dating recently, and now I don't know whom I should be with.

The pain is enveloping me now, and I don't know how much long longer I can go on. My dying breaths are gasps, desperate for air, and I slowly feel myself fading away. Damn. Poor Cloud. Poor Jason... Ha. Still don't know whom to choose. If I even get out of this mess alive... See? I'm stuck...