I Guess it's Over

It's been too long since I posted something. I've been so busy working, at school, living life and have moved a few times. My screan started dying (the words of the computer genius my father (not being sarcastic!)) so no one saw a reason to take only the computer the last time I moved (got myself a laptop instead, the computer is in storage) but all my stories and ideas are still on that computer! I'm hoping to update my two unfinished chapter stories though but I can't promise anything. It's so frustrating to know I have parts of chapters and details of where the stories are headed and can't get to them. But I might just come up with something else that fits instead, we'll see..

Anyway, this story is based on real events and thoughts. Though, the thoughts are probably written out more organized than they were when they were thought (I tend to think disorganized). Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Storm Hawks

Something's wrong, I can feel it.

You don't talk to me the way you used to. You're quieter and less enthusiastic to talk to me and our conversations are becoming more and more infrequent. I can't put my finger on it but your voice also sounds so different, like it's not really you I'm talking to. And your laughter too; it's not yours, it's fake.

And I don't know why.

I try asking you about it, begging in my mind for you to answer but you don't. You always say that everything is fine but your voice gives away the lie. You don't mean it and you know it doesn't answer all of my questions. And when I ask again you tell me not to worry. But how can I not? I can't tell if you want me around or not and you won't answer.

Have you changed your mind? About us? Do you wish it never happened, that you could take it all back? I can't tell what you're thinking; you're becoming so distant from me. It's like I don't know you anymore. Or maybe you don't want me to know you.

Maybe this was a mistake.

Maybe we shouldn't have ruined what we had in hopes of something more. If we can't work this out we will lose each other in more ways than one. And I don't want that. I don't want to lose you but I think I am. You try not to show it but I know there's more behind your words than you'd like me to think. And while you decide not to tell me it only results in more fights between us.

I wish I knew what to do.

I want so bad to do the right thing so I can still have you as my own, so I can still come to you when no one else will understand. I want to be able to feel the security of your arms around me whenever I feel like my world is falling apart. But I can't anymore. When I try I feel like I'm in the way. Like there is something else you'd rather be doing even though I know there's nothing else you could be doing.

I feel like I will lose you no matter what I try to do.

As long as you act like this then I will lose you as a lover; it seems as if you don't want a relationship anymore. And because of my feelings for you, we can't be friends - I want more than just a friendship with you and it hurts too much knowing that can't be. I know I can't live with the constant reminder of what I can't have so I guess I will have to leave you - and the team.

For real this time.

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She had to talk to him, had to say something, but she couldn't move. Her feet refused to obey her will so she just stood there and stared at him over the bridge. He was standing by the window, close to the abandoned helm, eyes watching the still landscape of Terra Amazonia. Was it a coincidence they were landed on Amazonia again the second time she decided to leave?

But she didn't dwell on that thought too long, it wasn't relevant. She mustered up every ounce of courage she had in her and stepped forward.

"Aerrow? We need to talk."

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