Disclaimer - I don't Final Fantasy or the song in this story. They all belong to their respective owners.
AND I'M BACK! FOR THIS STORY THAT I WILL END.
Who pulls the Cat out of the Hat?
Cloud coughed loudly, trying to rub the itchiness in his throat, as he glared at the two men, one his almost-lover and the other his brother, who finally stopped fighting, for now. Also, his throat hurt terribly!
The blond kept coughing as the two men rushed to his sides, which was a bad move, because they started arguing. Cloud wasn't sure if he liked them arguing than beating each other. Preferably that they stopped being hostile towards the other would be a good miracle. He tried to push his lover and his brother away from each other and from him, or he would not only get a sore throat, but also a headache.
He tried to say something, but it made sound like a dying grandpa. 'St~op~…'
'See what you have done?' Sephiroth hissed angrily like a cat did and pulled his brother closed to him.
'We are enjoying the night when you came and ruin it,' Genesis answered smoothly as he pulled Cloud to his chest.
'You leave her alone,' Sephiroth growled out as he pulled the blond back against him.
'You leave us alone,' Genesis said in a very insisting tone as he pulled the blond back to him.
Cloud almost rolled his eyes at the two of them if his throat wasn't burning like hell and with them treating him like a doll being tugged by both children who refused to let the other played with it first was making his head spinning and his eyes were seeing stars, well close to what could be called as stars.
Cloud simply took out his cellphone and quickly wrote down a few words before he pressed it against his brother's face angrily.
The message is like such: Get me to the hospital now! You Idiot!
He's a writer, so he couldn't text like everyone else at school, with abbreviation or numbers to replace certain words. Actually, he considered texting as butchering literature, but never mind that, he needed to get out of here before his throat got worse or the conflict between two men who were obsessed over him in different ways.
Cloud was staring at his hands on his laps. So far the doctor, Shalua, was an open-minded person, though he wondered if it had something to do with the hushed conversation between her and his brother behind the hospital blinds
'Ok, Cloud,' Shalua said as she came back with a bottle of medicine with a prescription and a plastic bag. 'Your throat is alright, but speaking will be painful and it will put more strain on it. So I suggest you don't speak for at least a week and half, though I prefer if you have finish the entire bottle before you start speaking and come back for a quick check-up.'
Cloud nodded in acknowledgement as he was about to leave, Shalua pushed the bad she was holding into his arms and said, 'Sorry, but your brother demands that you change your clothes to some more masculine ones before you leave.'
The blond looked at the bad resentfully as Shalua added sadly, 'I'm sorry, but he is quite insisting in the change of clothes.'
Cloud made a very dramatic pose of sighing before he nodded his head. The doctor left to give him so privacy as he quickly changed his clothes before he took out his phone and started to write his text message to Genesis as he walked out the blinds, but before he made one step further, his body collided against someone and he instinctively reached out to grab the person, with said person against his chest. Cloud blushed heavily with anger and embarrassment as the person was feeling his chest before he backed away from the person.
When he saw who he bumped into, his face paled to the point that he might be mistaken for a walking corpse, it was that girl who was told the other girls to jump on him, he ran before she readjusted her glasses and entered the man's toilette.
He breathed heavily as he locked himself in a stall, as he tried to slow his heart from jumping out of his chest. It was only then that he realized he had kept his wig on out of habit, he stuffed said item into his bag like a murder disposing a weapon. His shaking hand carefully punched the send button of his text message before he left to find his brother.
After that he quietly stepped out of the toilette, making sure that no one was around before he left to find his brother.
It was one whole week since the nightclub incident and Genesis was not pleased at all. Every time he called Skye at her house, it was her damnable brother who answered the phone, her cell phone number was also switched, but at the very least Skye was able to nod and walk with him whenever they crossed path in the hallways. Still, she hadn't attempted to invite him to anywhere, seeing that her brother was turning into a haunting spirit who followed her everywhere except at school. Hell, he couldn't even walk her back to her house now, because her brother was ready to ambush him the moment they stepped out of school.
At least, he got something that could let him see Skye every day for now. Genesis smirked victoriously at the idea that they had done something together without the older Strife stalking. His smirk turned into a gentle smile as he returned his gaze to the photo on his desk. Skye was smiling shyly at the camera and he was behind her, with one arm around her waist and a hand on her shoulder with a huge smile that seemed to make Zack's paled to his in comparison, but what made him happy was the fact that Skye had placed her hands over his. The senior thought they would make many young couple jealous of their love.
He thought back to what leaded them to take this photo.
Genesis switched the lights on to show his girlfriend, the stage that he and the rest of the theatre's club were preparing for their show. They, or should he say, he decided that their play would be LOVELESS, but to be fair, he let his team picked which version of the play they wanted to act. It didn't come as a surprise to him that they picked the version with the two lovers being killed before they were able to meet with each other again, not that he complained now, because this gave him an excuse to spend some time with Skye.
'Come, Skye, let me show you something,' Genesis said as he took hold of Skye's hand, pulling her towards the backstage where he had left his almost finished playwright on LOVELESS. His current masterpiece which made his blood ran hot and cold at the same time, because he wanted this piece to not only be the best among many other copies, he wanted Skye to love it and feel the same passion as he had. Genesis wanted Skye to approve and admire his work, her words weighted more than any publishers in the entire Planet!
He carefully laid his script into her opened hands as one would do to a newborn. While the redhead was no mind-reader, he could still see the light that was shining in her eyes, the light of admiration. She turned the pages with the gentleness of a florist with a flower. The senior was certain that she would have been reciting by now if it weren't because of her sore throat.
She paused, about five pages before the end, and brought a hand up to cover her mouth. The red haired senior did not need to look to know what caused such reaction. He silently went behind the blonde, wrapping his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her slender shoulder.
'My beautiful blue sky,' Genesis quoted from his heart. 'How I long to see your sky blue eyes once more, my dearest. Your sky gives me the freedom I have not known, the freedom I have almost forgotten. I look at the sky just as I have looked into your eyes that very night and I have whispered to you, "Let me love you, my love. Let me share with you my love. Let us spend one lifetime together. And I promise you that in the next life, I will love whether you are a woman, a man, an angel or a monster."'
As he finished his last word, Genesis leaned in and placed a tender kiss on the blonde's temple.
The blonde smiled in her shy and timid way at his kiss.
After a few more gentle kisses, he got an idea on how to keep them close, without Skye's brother stalking them.
'One moment, my dear,' Genesis whispered and, reluctantly, left her to go to a darker corner of the backstage.
If I remember correctly, it should be right here. Genesis thought as he rummaged through the boxes. Ah, here it is!
'GENESIS RHAPSODOS!'
The auburn haired teen blinked in surprise for a moment, not expecting someone yelling him. He rolled his eyes exasperatedly when he realized who made that shout as he turned to see his father angry face that turned into a strange shade of prune and asked in an almost bored employee-like tone, 'What can I do for you, father?'
Anyone with half a brain could hear the sneering tone at the word "father" and this was with good reason. Genesis never liked his father, because since he was a child, Herald Rhapsodos had tried to groom him into the ideal scion to the Rhapsodos Family. Such restriction in life fuelled Genesis' want to rebel more and to break every rule set upon him, but those days of physical rebellion were far behind him now, he learned to do things much more gracefully and more deadly with words. Still, it was unusual to see the head of the Rhapsodos like this when he hadn't caused any trouble these days, unless it was his obsession towards Skye, who was a lowly, much lower than Angeal probably, commoner in his father's eyes.
Faster than he thought the old man could, he grabbed the photo on his desk and was shaking it in front of him, yelling like a crazed madman. 'WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?'
Genesis carefully plucked the photo out of his old man's fingers before he could do anymore damage to his most precious and treasured item, and explained nonchalantly, 'It is obviously a picture of me and my girlfriend.'
'GIRLFRIEND!' Genesis' father shouted angrily, sending spits all over Genesis' face. Genesis regarded his father coldly as he wiped the saliva off of his face with his free hand while the other kept the frame out of harms way. 'HOW DARE YOU CALL THAT WRETCH YOUR GIRLFRIEND!'
While Genesis might be lither and smaller than other male students, he wasn't helpless. So when his dad was going to grab the photo once more, the auburn haired student simply caught the wrist of the raised hand in a painful grip. He had to thank Angeal later for his few tips on how to defend himself, but right now, he believed he should put a bit more pressure on the two bones within the wrist as a warning to his father about judging him and Skye.
'Don't you dare call her a wretch, father,' Genesis whispered in warning as he tightened his hold. 'She is my girlfriend and her name is Skye Strife.'
Senior Rhapsodos pulled his arm out of the grip angrily as he muttered the word girlfriend as he took a small turn around the door, glaring at his son. Soon the look of anger slowly subsided and a cruel smile was stretched over his wrinkles-covered lips as he whispered, 'Is that so? Well, here's a little piece of information you probably miss. There is no Skye Strife in your school or in the world; there is only a Cloud Strife.'
'Ha ha ha, very funny, father,' Genesis replied nonchalantly, because his father always had this habit of making people believed he had the advantage. 'You need to put some more effort in your cold jokes.'
The old man approached until his face was inches away from his son as he whispered cruelly, 'This is no joke. You, Genesis Rhapsodos, the scion of the Rhapsodos family and company, have fallen for a travesti.'
Impossible. That was the only word echoing within Genesis' mind as the photo slipped out of his loose fingers and fell onto the wooden floor with a loud thud and glass shards clinked a morbid lullaby before they stilled. That's a lie.
Cloud was not sure why, but he couldn't help shivering in fright as he stood in front of the school doors. Something was wrong and the air was stuffed of it. The blond ignored it, but he still nervously ran his fingers over his wig and readjusting his clothes as he entered the school with his Skye identity once more, trying to keep his nervousness from showing, as he walked through the hallways with careful steps akin to a frightened mouse.
He kept his head down as he walked passed some students who were giving him some odd looks as he quickened his pace slightly, but he was stopped by a cold hand on his shoulder, causing him to jump slightly at the contact. Cloud turned to see the very same schoolgirl, who was the leader of Genesis' fangirl club and whom he accidentally bumped into when he was still in his transitioning stage between Skye and Cloud, was currently smiling at him. A fake smile that Cloud had seen one too many times from some of those pretended girlfriend/stalker of Sephiroth whenever he was around. This was one of those smiles that warned him something was wrong.
'Hello, Skye,' the girl greeted as she readjusted her glasses and locked arm with him. 'My name is Selina. I am so sorry for what I and my friends have done when we have first met. So, how about we let bygones be bygones, shall we?'
Cloud simply let himself be lead blindly by the woman who, days ago, tried to tear him to pieces for something he had no control over. The blond smiled forcefully as he tried to her arm off of him all the while trying to do it discreetly.
Cloud only stopped when they arrived in the cafeteria where everyone was snickering silently or laughing loudly. It took him a minute, maybe two or three, Cloud did not know, because his eyes were on the huge poster of a semi-nude male body that had some female bra badly stick on it, the words "transgender freak" were pasted on the side, but what was worse was the fact that his face replaced the one of the figure. He looked at the girl who was smirking at him evilly as he looked at everyone who was laughing and pointing at him with a smaller version of the poster in their hands. Cloud immediately bolted out of the cafeteria, not wanting to stay at school or go to his courses anymore.
He wanted to scream, but his throat was still too damaged to make any sound; he wanted to cry, but he was too shocked to do so. Cloud felt his lungs burning as he barged out of the steel doors, only to see more people around him, laughing at him, and then, something hit him right across the face. The hit got the wig to fall off of his head. The blond blinked for a second, too dazed to realize something or someone just hit him, before long, people all around was throwing things at him as he put his arms up to cover himself from the trash they were throwing as he ran away from the bullies that was the entire school.
Cloud was panting heavily as he reached the front yard of his house, his hands were over the bended knees, his body was hunched forward, and his shoulders were shaking. Suddenly a pair of black boots came into view and Cloud looked up to see Genesis, his face was that of a cold fury and the black clothes made him looked like a reaper who came to kill him for pretending to be a woman. Please no. Not now. Not like this... Cloud thought desperately as he stared at his boyfriend.
'So my father is telling the truth,' Genesis whispered furiously with his fists clutched at his sides. 'Why?'
Cloud's eyes were being covered by water as he took a step back just as the auburn haired man took one forward as he kept on muttering "why" and the blond was crying without a sound.
'WHY DID YOU LIE TO ME?' Genesis roared furiously, gesturing wildly at him and everything around them. 'IS IT SO FUNNY TO TOY WITH ME? IS THIS A CRUEL JOKE YOU PLAY ON EVERYONE? IS THIS WHO YOU ARE CLOUD STRIFE!'
A slap followed the name. A line of tear ran down his cheek as he reached up to cover the side of his face where his boyfriend had slapped him as he stared at Genesis with teary eyes as he mouthed "I'm sorry", all the while continuing in his mind. I didn't mean to lie to you or anything. I was just trying to escape the bullies and I somehow caught up with you. And then one thing after another, I fall for you and... I did not know how to tell you who I am.
'So... or... ry...,' Cloud choked out as he quickly retreated to his house. Not looking back and slammed the door close. It was only when he locked the door that he let the tears flowed freely, with his back pressed against the door, and slid down until he was sitting on the floor, crying and crying, hoping that after all the tears left him, everything will be fine again.
Three months after breaking up with Strife, Genesis found himself having a debate with Angeal. One that he wished he did not need to discuss with, because the subject of such debate was one Cloud Strife.
'Look Angeal, I made a Gaiaforsaken mistake!' Genesis shouted at his friend as he sat on his bed, with the half finished script in his hand. 'It is a mistake I have corrected already.'
Angeal simply rolled his eyes at his answer as he added, 'A mistake you have corrected by slapping at Strife without asking for an explanation on why he had lied to you from the first place. Also, how the hell can he even explain anything to you when he couldn't even speak properly?'
'Will you stop making excuses for him, Angeal?!' Genesis yelled at his friend as he threw his script at the burly man at his desk. 'What's between me and Strife is over!'
A tensed silence settled over them before his friend looked at him with all the seriousness he ever held and asked, 'Who was it who told me he was crazily in love with the blond? You did. Who was it who had composed a damn poem just to tell him that you would love him whether he was a man or a woman? You did. Also, Strife returns your feelings.'
'Hell, it was probably awkward enough for him to reciprocate your feelings and you didn't give him any space for a friendly relationship. And you know what? His feelings for you are genuine and don't you dare say it's not,' Angeal threatened when he saw him opening his mouth. 'I really don't know if you have notice, but you are happy, like really, truly and sincerely happy in those few days. You were never that happy even with me around, Genesis. You smile with your guard down instead of holding up your sneering bogus smile and you are more carefree than you usually are.' Genesis was trying hard to ignore his friend enumerating what changes had happened to him since he met Sk–no Cloud.
Angeal was right of course, he was always right about asides, from anything tied to the fangirls of his. Still every assumption he made was correct and the reasons why Genesis hated Cloud were starting to seem insignificant and childish. In a simpler way of speaking, it was stupid. HE was stupid. True, he was mad by the fact that Cloud pretended to be a woman, who was very realistic, he had mistook him for a real female and did not question it. Now that he thought back, he realized that Cloud was not nervous or shy because it was his first date, but the junior must had been in an awkward situation and had tried to explain it to him that night. Instead of explaining the misunderstanding, Strife fell for him just he had.
Maybe I should apologize. Genesis thought lamely and mentally berating him for the way he acted as if Cloud murdered his family and humiliated him in public. In fact the blond was the one who was humiliated and hurt, not him. He froze as if a Gorgon suddenly burst into and petrified him with her stone cold gaze as he realized that the blond wasn't attending school for the past months. Worry began rising in his guts as he shot up from his spot and announced in panic, 'I gotta go.'
'What?' Angeal stared at him incredulously as he shot of his room like a bullet train.
He was down the stairs when the burly teen shouted after him, 'WHERE ARE YOU GOING?'
'I'M GOING TO SEE CLOUD!' Genesis replied hurriedly as he ran out of his house with car keys and cell phone in hand and started his car, speeding out of the quiet and gossiping neighbourhood. He arrived minutes later in front of Cloud's house and more or less jumped out of his car.
The redhead seemed to fly to the front door and began pounding it like a crazed madman as he fanatically yelled, 'Cloud!' Bang! 'CLOUD!' BANG! 'CLOUD!' BANG! BANG! BANG!
He was afraid and worried for Cloud's safety. Three months of silence could possibly mean something terrible happened to the blond. He was scared that Cloud couldn't take the stress and the humiliation that the day and had lead him to commit suicide. He continued banging until one of the Strife's neighbour came out to see what caused all this racket.
'If you don't stop banging, I'll call the police, young man,' an elder lady warned him threateningly and Genesis paused in his attempt to break the door.
Panting slightly as he gestured to the house and breathlessly asked, 'Do you know where the Strife brothers are?'
'Oh, they just move out,' the woman answered hesitantly. 'I heard they were going to leave the city.'
'WHERE?!' Genesis demanded angrily.
'Sorry, I don't know, good day,' the female neighbour said hurriedly as she went back into the safety of her house, leaving the redhead fuming outside.
Genesis quickly pulled out his cell phone and speed dialled the Puppy. He got into the car, tapping the wheel impatiently as he waited for Angeal's idiotic cousin to pick up the phone.
Finally, after an eternity, the line was connected. 'Zack Fair speak–'
'Fair!' Genesis growled furiously. 'WHERE IS CLOUD?'
'Wha–at? What?!' the pup stuttered on the other line.
'WHERE. IS. CLOUD?!' the redhead repeated angrily.
'He is leaving in Autumn Train Station with Seph. Promise Land Line,' Zack answered after a long pause. 'Why?'
Genesis didn't answer as he threw his cell phone to the passenger seat and began driving towards the downtown, speeding past empty streets and red lights before he arrived at Autumn Station with a loud screeching halt and in a record time.
The senior dodged passengers left and right, glancing at the guideposts showed that the platform he searched for was at the far back of the terminal and the electronic timetable where it indicated that the Promise Land Express will depart in five minutes. The redhead ran past the ticket booth and climbed stairways as he forced his tiring body to continue running, despite feeling numb in his limbs, his lungs burning painfully and his heart was hammering hard against his ribcage. He paused at the top of the stairs, where the exit to the platform shown him Cloud's boarding train hadn't left yet, and coughed loudly, he barely had the strength in him to keep standing.
As if Gaia hadn't finished toying with him, the train whistled loudly and as the intercom blared loudly to announce the time remaining before the train would leave. Genesis groaned in frustration as he limped into the platform area where some bystanders were waving goodbye to some of the passengers and among them was one Zackary Fair. The auburn haired teen gasped as he dragged himself to the pup.
Cloud knew he wore a face that was not so different from that of a sad face doll. In fact, he had been wearing since that day his secret was revealed and Genesis and he had cut off all ties... Maybe those are not the right words. Getting verbal abuse without any means to protest was perhaps the apt description. Of course after spending one week and a half like a zombie in his room and barely eating enough to survive made Sephiroth decided that it was time to move to another town, again!
The blond sighed as he stared out of the window of the room, first class passenger cart where he could see everything from his seat, and watched the passengers getting on and families and friends bid their friend goodbyes. His brother had gone to get some drinks and small snacks for them and left him on his own. This is boring... And repetitive...
The young writer went to his laptop that had been forgotten for the past three weeks and open it where the screen had remained unchanged with his Microsoft Word program on and his almost finished story appeared under his eyes. A story he got inspired by his relationship with Genesis. The ending was all that was left to complete this story of his.
Cloud's fingers paused on the keys and simply went to open his iTune file to play a song that had described his feelings during those days of utter silence and heartbreak.
Play this for background music - youtube watch?v=TEw-wGrz4nA
Your fingertips across my skin
The palm tree swaying in the wind
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'Fair?' Genesis caught the black haired teen on the shoulder, coughing while Zack asked if he was alright. He ignored the concern. 'Where is Cloud?'
'Now wait a second–' Fair began accusingly, but Genesis cut him off.
'Just tell Cloud is on which cart, I need to talk to him!' the senior yelled angrily as his hands went on Zack's collar. He was ready to inflict pain on this one obstacle between him and Cloud.
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick
Cloud remained immobilized on his spot as he listened to the sad song with eyes close, even when his brother entered the compartment with refreshments.
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Sephiroth mentally groaned at the song, which had heard since Cloud locked himself in his room. The silver haired adult went to place the food on the small table, he froze when his green cat-like eyes zoomed in on Zackary and the boy who had hurt his brother. It was then that he realized that Cloud seat would give him a perfect view on the teenager outside. With his frame covering the window, he turned to face Cloud and gently asked his brother, 'Do you mind switching our seat, Cloud?'
'No,' his brother replied dully and went to do as he said.
Sephiroth took his brother's seat and wore a satisfied smirk as he watched the arguing teens on the platform. His smirk turned into a shark-like one when the train shook and began its departure.
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
Zack pointed hesitantly and, a bit out of fear of the senior's wrath, answered, 'First Class, fourth cart, fifth window.'
Genesis let go him and began walking towards Cloud's compartment.
We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
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Cloud took a deep breath to even his inner turmoil caused by the music as he began typing down the ending.
As Skye kissed her lover with all the love in the world, she felt something changed within her. Her eyes widened as she discovered that the curse on her was not lifted. Skye felt her body changed from that a woman to a man. From she became a he. Her musician lover gasped and backed away from her as the transformation was complete. No more fair shade, it was one of sick paleness. No more soft golden hair, it became one dark blond and spiky. Delicate skin turned rough. A beautiful and marvellous face of a lady turned into a boyish one.
Her lover was wiping his lips as if he had kissed a poisonous frog and stared at her with the look of someone seeing a horrifying monster. His handsome face was twisted in fury, his twinkling eyes with mischief darkened and his lips was stretched into of a monster's snarl.
And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no
Genesis quickened his steps as the train began moving and turned into a run as he tried to reach Cloud. The distance between began to stretch.
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Unshed tears blurred Cloud's sight, but the blond continued with his writing.
'Who are you?' Skye's lover shouted and levelled her a look of pure hatred as he pointed at her accusingly. 'What have you done to her?'
'It's me, my love,' the lady cried out in the voice of a man in desperation, trying to approach the musician only to receive a slap.
'Liar!' her lover shouted furiously as his once gentle hands went to her throat, tightening and squeezing.
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
'CLOUD!' Genesis shouted as he tried to keep up and pushed everyone out of his way.
He gave a mental sigh of relief when he spotted the window of Cloud's compartment, but instead of the blond he wished to see, it was his annoying brother who now wore an evil-looking smile of satisfaction as he pointed at the seat in front him, where the blond now had his back facing him, completely oblivious of him.
'CLOUD!' Genesis tried shouting again. 'CLOUD! CLOUD! CLOUD!'
It was useless, the blond couldn't hear him and he tried to knock or tap the window, but the train was gaining speed and it slipped away from his grasps just as Cloud was.
I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life
It was becoming more and more difficult for Skye to breathe as her lover was slowly strangling the life out of her. Her hands was clawing him, trying to get to loosen his grip on her, but it was useless. Like a hound's powerful jaw on its prey, she would die soon and all because of a curse she had no power over.
'I...' Skye gasped out as her hands felt weak and heavy. 'Love... You...'
'Genesis,' Skye finished as her last breath left her body along with her soul, leaving her lover staring at the corpse that turned back into the body of the beautiful, kind and charming lover who now lay lifeless on the ground.
'Skye?' Genesis whispered silently as he removed his hands and himself from the cooling body and stared at his hands that once brought only joy and music to his loved ones were now tainted with the invisible blood of Skye. Genesis looked up at the dark heaven and let out a pain filled scream that matched the tear in his heart.
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
Genesis stopped, hands on his bended knees as he panted and tears rolling down his cheeks, watching at the train took a turn on its track and rolled away from him, taking his lover away from him.
Breathing heavily, he kept uttering, 'Cloud... Cloud... Cloud...'
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lover always do
THE END
Cloud wrote and closed his laptop. Ending this story and this relationship he had with Genesis as he drifted to sleep.
Am I being too evil, I wonder?
Song name is "Almost Lover" belong to A Fine Frenzy. It is the one that gives me inspiration and drive to finish this story.