Stay
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Stay
I sniffled as I packed the last of my stuff into my moving boxes. It has been ten years since I had first walked through the glass doors of the SPD academy when I was 15, and now it is time for me to leave.
You say I only hear what I want to.
You say I talk so all the time so.
Those ten years had been the best of my life. They easily surpassed my time as a model, singer, and Olympian. Here at the SPD Academy I had been able to be myself, I have had the best friends that I could have asked for, I have laughed, cried, smiled, fought with and beside, and most importantly, I loved them all. They are my family.
And I thought what I felt was simple,
and I thought that I don't belong,
and now that I am leaving,
now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you.
Yeah yeah, I missed you.
When I had first arrived at the Academy, I willingly admitted that I was a spoiled, rich, Daddy's girl who didn't like to get her hands dirty. My parent's had agreed to let me attend the Academy, assuming that I wouldn't stick with it for long; they had given me a week at the longest. A month had passed and my parents came by with the moving van to take me home and for the first time in my life, I had defied them. The other cadets always acted like I was an alien, and I felt like one with my powers and all. The only cadet that would truly talk to me was Bridge Carson; he became my best friend. We had been paired with my direct opposite Sky Tate.
And you say I only hear what I want to:
I don't listen hard,
don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
to anyone, anywhere,
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no.
Sky and I constantly fought with each other and Bridge was constantly playing mediator. The three of us had been sent on a team bonding retreat, I still remembered it clearly.
Flash Back
"We have to sleep in the open? In the dirt?" I had said in horror and disbelief.
Sky had groaned and rolled his eyes muttering under his breath before saying with a disdainful tone,
"Yes Princess, do you have a problem with that?"
"Retreat's don't mean camping!" I had snapped back. "Retreats are relaxing days at the spa and five star hotels!"
"Just pack your pack and meet us in the parking lot by the jeep in fifteen minutes," he had said with a huff before leaving the rec room.
"It will be okay Syd," Bridge had said. "You'll see, it will be fun. I promise."
We had made it to our campsite, which had been 8 miles in from where we had been dropped off at the trailhead. When we had set up the site, I had broken three nails while constructing my tent, which Sky had thrown a "hissy fit" as he called them when I threw them and said that the tent didn't belong and that I didn't belong.
In the end, it had rained and the three of us had been forced to all seek refuge with in my two-person tent, which had pushed all of us out of our comfort zones.
End Flashback
Two years later I was 17, Bridge 18, and Sky 20, we had been promoted to B-squad;we treated each other like siblings. Sky viewed me and Bridge as his annoying kid brother and sister. The three of us were each growing up and changing, looking forward to one-day becoming rangers. My parents still tried to cajole me to quit and come home, and I had calmly told them no. We became rangers and added two more to our team Jack Landors and Z Delgado. Z had become my roommate and both would admit it took awhile. Sky tended to stick closer to me and Bridge and the relationship started to change. While Sky and I had watched over the diamonds, looking back was the beginning of our flirting.
So I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up,
and this woman was singing my song:
lover's in love, and the other's run away,
lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay.
The team had grown into a close-knit family with our fair share of bickering. There was healthy competition between Sky and Jack, and the sisterly bond that Z and I had developed. We all dabbled in romance encounters. I found myself more than often running to Sky for comfort and his seeking me out to vent and have me listen intently and offer words of advice. Over the years, we developed a mature relationship and found ourselves in each other's company when the group went out.
Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
dying since the day they were born.
Well, well, this is not that;
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown.
It was painful to watch Jack leave them after we defeated Grumm to see him return to what he loved. Sky was finally the red ranger and his shell was broken. I wiped away a tear as I sat down on the floor among the boxes holding a framed picture of them all before Jack left, so happy and so carefree. For me it had been more painful to watch Sky and Z try dating, since I had become his confidant. I had cried myself to sleep whenever they were out on a date. Bridge and I had tried to date but found it difficult since we both were interested in other parties.
And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure. You try to tell me that I'm clever,
but that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you.
I picked up another picture of me and Sky dancing at the Officer's Ball in celebration of mine and Bridge's promotion to lieutenants after spending three years undercover on a foreign planet in a distant star system. Memories of spending my 21st birthday with Bridge huddled in a ditch exchanging gunfire with the enemy. I spent my 22nd in the hospital on KO-35 recovering from major bullet and knife wounds. When we finally came home, I was 23 and the best feeling in the world was being swept into Sky's arms and his telling me to never stay away for so long. They had been the three longest years of my life.
The next photo was of Z and Bridge's wedding last year, the wedding party had been me and Sophie, and Sky and Jack. I smiled and wiped a tear from my eye. Jack had been my date and Sky had taken Sophie whom he had been dating for a month before.
You said that I was naive,
and I thought that I was strong.
I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave."
Oh, but now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you.
Yeah, I missed you.
"Princess are you ready to go?" my father's voice asked. I looked up at him and smiled.
"I'm ready daddy," I said tucking the wedding picture under the officer's ball picture into a box. "I've just got a couple boxes left to bring down."
I stood up and taped closed the last box. I pulled my purse onto my shoulder and hefted up two boxes as my father picked up the third.
"I'm so proud of you princess and the woman you've become," my father said.
"Oh daddy," I said as I looked for a last time around a room that had been my home for the last ten years. We walked out of room, it was my time to leave, I had done my duty.
You said you caught me cause u want me and one day you'll let me go.
You try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just scared to lose.
And you say, "Stay."
I put the last box into the trunk of my car and shut the lid.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" my father asked, looking at me with the same blue eyes that I have.
"Daddy, I've been at SPD for 10 years, I'm 25, and I'm ready to move on with my life," I said.
"Said all of your good- byes?" he asked. I nodded; I had said my goodbyes earlier that morning. The one I wanted to talk to the most had been out on patrol. His life is SPD and mine no longer is; if I told him I was leaving, he wouldn't understand. As I looked back at the academy for the last time, I find myself running across the threshold of the academy and into the command center where I know he is. I launch myself into his arms and hold on tight sobbing with all that is in me.
He's holding me just as tight as I am and he's also crying.
"Oh Sydney," he chokes out. "Don't leave me. Please Stay."
I'm crying too much to respond so I just cling to him tighter.
And you say I only hear what I want to.
The End.
A/N: The song is called "Stay" by Lisa Loeb.
