It was a couple months later and winter was just around the corner. It snowed a few times, but never enough to actually stick. The weather was unbearably freezing and not many people went out anymore because of that very reason. The sun rarely peaked over the gray clouds that now took over. I hated winter the most for some reason. The walk home seemed longer as did the days and since there was no heat in my house most nights; I would freeze to death when I tried to sleep.
Things had calmed down greatly and I was thankful for that. Sheik and Link were still together, as flirty as ever while Nabooru was always at my house having deep conversations with my father; who seemed to of changed his ways completely. My mother was still the stripper and whore she will always be, but now she rarely returned home. Link and I were still the best of friends, but I felt like we were slowly drifting apart.
His father eventually allowed me back into the house, but I was watched all the time by him. Link didn't try to flirt with me anymore and he kept to himself most of the time now. Nabooru and Link talked a whole lot, but there still seemed to be some tension. School was still a bitch to go to and my teacher was still a slut.
Yep, things were back to normal in this small, pathetic town. I thought things would stay that way, but like always, I was wrong.
Today, there was a snow storm warning. Despite this warning, school still stayed open. Many students did not go today though because this was a perfect excuse to ditch and sleep in. I, however, was forced to go today. The morning was freezing and it seemed to get much worse as the day went on. School eventually had its early release and let me tell you, I was beyond glad for that.
I walked down the narrow hallways that were now completely deserted. I was completely alone but I didn't mind too much. As I walked down them, I realized that I was not so much alone. Link was sitting near some lockers, doing nothing in particular. When I noticed him, my first instinct was to see if he looked depressed. He didn't really though; instead, he looked like he was lonely.
He looked like he was in some kind of nostalgic state. I just stood there, not wanting to ruin it. He looked so... different. I had never seen him look so alone before. It's so hard to explain. I wanted to go over to him but I had the feeling that he wanted to be left alone. As I turn myself around, I suddenly crashed into some opened locker that conveniently had been open.
"Are you alright Dark?" I heard Link rush over to my side as I stumbled backwards with the worse headache of my life.
"Yeah... I'm fine." I rubbed my head. "I didn't mean to bother you."
"Oh you aren't!" I saw a smile spread across his face. "I actually wanted someone I knew to come by, I'm glad it's you!"
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah!" He pulled out some random photo out of his binder. "I was just looking at this picture of my mom and I started to miss her slightly."
He handed me the photo and I took a look at it. He had all the features of his mother. She was a beautiful woman. She had long, gorgeous golden hair that went a little pass her shoulders. Her eyes were a soft baby blue and her complexion was slightly pale. She looked to of been thin and her body appeared very fragile.
"You and your mother look very much alike." I stated.
"I hear that a lot." He sighed. "She probably would look very different, now, if she was still alive."
"Still alive...?" I thought aloud. "So that means that she is..."
The word dead wouldn't dare leave my lips. I glanced at Link and noticed that his smile was indeed a fake one. I shouldn't have even thought about questioning it. He just nodded and stared down at the photograph. We stood there for a moment in silence; it felt like we were praying for her or something like that. I hated the silence; it felt a bit too eerie.
"Yeah, she died." He confirmed it once more. "I was really young, so my memory is a bit blurry."
"You watched her die?" I blurted. Wow, I was such an idiot. I was always so curious about his mother but she was never brought up until now.
"Um..." I think he wanted to answer, but it was too difficult for him to.
I sat down on the ground and urged him to sit next to me. He did so, but he did it rather slowly. I could tell that the memories of his mother were rushing through his mind and that made me feel so terrible. I sort of brought it up and I felt guilty for it. I had never lost anyone dear to me, so this sympathy for someone's death was a completely new feeling for me.
"If you don't want to talk about it, that's alright." I spoke quietly for some odd reason; it was like we were sharing some secret from the whole world. "But if you do, I'm here for you."
He laid his head on my shoulder and laced his fingers through mine. I could feel his breathing on my neck and it made me shiver for a moment. It had been so long since we had been like this, so it took me a minute to grow use to it once again.
"I don't mind talking about her or anything for the matter." He whispered. "Just as long as it's you I'm talking to. It's too difficult to talk about these things with anyone else."
I didn't say anything for no words could come to mind. He trusted me more than anyone else at that moment and that just meant so much to me. I always thought that him and Nabooru or him and Sheik were super close. I now understood why he referred me, and only me, as his "bestest" friend.
"My mother and father married at a very young age and both sides of the family hated that. She got pregnant with me before the wedding and that was the actual reason why they got married. I remember asking my mom why I never saw my grandparents and she would tell that reason. I had asked if they loved each other and she always said that at first they didn't, but then they quickly fell in love after I was born." He was talking quietly, but I could understand him perfectly. "My mom was a very sweet person and men were constantly after her."
"What did your father do?" I asked, not meaning to interrupt.
"He was always pissed about this, but all she had to do was say that she had a son and they would back off. My parents were actually lovely people; they just never really showed it. We lived in a small apartment and barely had enough money to buy a cabinet full of food. But nonetheless, we were happy." He traced his fingers over mine as he spoke.
"What were you like as I kid?" I asked another question. I was always so curious about Link and I hardly knew anything about him.
"I was so quiet and shy. My mom always told me to act like my actual self but I couldn't. Kids didn't want to play with me because they thought I was stuck up; which wasn't true at all. I was afraid that I would be made fun of so I kept to myself all the time. I was always alone in school and I truly thought that I would be when I came here because I can't handle changes very well." His lips formed a little smile. "You changed that though. I knew that you were different from everyone else here and that's what attracted me towards you. Everyone said that you were a terrible person but I refused to listen to the rumors. They were all wrong."
The first thing that people told him when he first attended school was to avoid me. I couldn't help but to wonder if I was really that intimidating to even speak to. If anything, they should have been warning him not to speak to Zelda and Midna or some other crazy person.
"What about you Dark?" He asked, changing the topic completely on me.
"What about me?" I questioned, not really understanding what he was wanting me to answer.
"Tell me a little about yourself, I don't know a whole lot either."
"But..." I wanted to hear more about his past, but maybe I could change the focus back on him if I responded. "Well, alright. I've always lived here. Never moved and there were never plans for it. My mother and father never really got along. I think they just married because my father got the whore pregnant."
Link's body tensed up after he heard my mother be called a whore. He never really met her; just seen her once so he didn't understand that she was an actual whore. I regretted coming off so strong like that, but what else could I call her? A sweet, loving mother? She was far from that. She was hardly even home and she always brought home a new man.
"Um... Anyway..." I tried to get the mother subject off. "I was the exact opposite of what you were when you were a child. I was very outgoing and I did have a lot of friends; but the problem was that my father became a drug addict and a drunk. My friend's parents hated that so they tried to prevent me from talking with them. The so called "friends" didn't listen, up until they actually saw it for themselves."
"It shouldn't matter that your father became a drug addict and a drunk." Link protested. "That doesn't define who you are and I hate when people stop talking to anyone just because of their parents' decisions."
"Well, the parents thought I would be a bad influence and the so called "friends" just didn't want to get mixed up with it." I don't even know why I tried to defend them. It was so stupid of me. I tried to defend people who now hated me and I didn't understand why.
Link sat up and pulled me into his chest. There was an extended pause and I remembered feeling such a rush of memories during that pause. It kind of depressed me. I missed those who tormented me now, I missed how simple things use to be, I missed how I use to be.
"Maybe that ruined me." I broke the silence. "I use to be so happy and didn't have a single care in the world. I'm happy now that you're in my life, I really am. It's just..." I was happy with him but the problem was that I wanted him to be mine. I wanted so much then a simple friendship. I wanted to be with him and I knew that I couldn't have him because Sheik was in the picture.
"I'm the same. I can't be happy anymore and I always have some kind of horrible thought in my mind that makes me worry. I was happy when my mother and father were together, but then she died and things went downhill. They still do. You make my life so much better, but because I want..." He couldn't say that word.
I knew what he wanted to say but he couldn't. He was afraid of Sheik being around the corner. For some reason, Sheik seemed to scare him. He always acted like Sheik was his master or some kind of strict parent when he was around. I didn't want to hear him say that he wanted me. It would just make me want him so much more and I knew I couldn't have him.
"Let's just change subjects." I mumbled. "If I can ask, what happened to your mother?"
"She died. Someone killed her because she wouldn't be with them." His voice didn't shake and it showed no emotion. "I know who killed her and so does my father."
"Did you turn him in?" I tried not to show much emotion into it, but I felt a little frightened for I was afraid that if the killer was on the loose then he might have gone after Link or his dad. "Who was he?"
"He went to jail for a time but his wife managed to bail him out..." Link didn't even look at me and he ignored my last question.
"Who was he?! We need to make sure that he stays far away from you and your father!" I pressed more on the question.
"P-Please Dark, don't have me say who it was." His voice was now shaking. "I can't tell you who it was."
"Why not?!" I was becoming frustrated with him.
Link pushed himself away from me and stood up. He shook his head and began to rush off. I instantly followed him. I felt like the man that killed his mother would come out of one of the classrooms and kill him. I followed him down the halls and up a few stairs. He tried too hard to get me lost but I was determined to find out who this man was. I had no idea that Link was actually crying while he was running and I had no idea that he was feeling depressed as he ran.
He slammed open one of the classroom doors and ran inside of it. I followed him right into the room and ended up crashing right into him. We both fell to the tiled floor with a loud crash and I heard someone gasped. I mumbled and looked up from the floor to see where Link was. Of course, the first sight I saw was something I didn't want to see. Nabooru was in my father's lap and her shirt was removed while his was unbuttoned. Nabooru quickly jumped out of his lap and went to help me up.
She reached for my arm but I scooted away from her. I was shocked, angry, upset, and just disgusted. Nabooru's eyes began to water as she watched my expression. Link crawled over to me and held onto my arm. His determination to escape from me faded and he was back to his normal clinginess. Nabooru began to apologize but I paid no attention to her for I was beyond angry at her and my father.
"He did it." Link whispered in my ear. "Your father is the one who killed my mother."
CLIFFHANGER?! WTF.
Anyways. So I figured out that I could reply to comments on here and I had no idea until today. I'll start doing that.
I have started to rewrite this story but this time I am using actual names and such so if anyone is interested in reading a sort of different version of this just email me (email is in my profile) and I will send it to you.
I did not hint towards this at all (The Nabooru and Ganondorf scene). I did in the beginning about Dark Link's father wanting to kill some man. More detail on it next chapter.
Thank you for reading and reviews are much loved. Thank you if you review! Thank you for proof reading Haley!