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WEE Relic Castle Base, Desert Resort
Present
"You ok?"
"No, I'm not fucking ok."
He shrank away from my blazing eyes. His unease made the silence even more awkward. I pulled my knees close to my chest and readjusted the protective googles I wore over my eyes to prevent the relentless sand from the raging storm from blinding me.
"Can you leave me alone for a bit?" I asked trying to keep the worst of the edge out of my voice.
"Is that really what you want right now?" he asked, his voice disheartened yet strong.
"Of course it's not what I want!" I snarled whipping around to face him. His eyes widened, and he looked like a trainer realising the true nature of his beloved, tame gyrados was actually feral and murderous. "Does anyone ever actually want that! That's why we have partners, friends, and family. But yeah, go fuck up yours, let your partner slip away, then tell me if you want to be alone, or if you need to be... if you deserve to be."
Like an arbok recoiling after a pounce, I rested my head on my knees again. Subtly I lifted the bottoms of my goggles to let the tears spill out without him noticing.
"We'll find her. I know we will. We're contracting the Eterna Base and the League Base to see if anyone's heard anything. We won't abandon her. We won't abandon you," he assured me.
I rose to my feet. "I can't make you do that. This is my mistake. She's my partner. I need to fix this. Alone." I started to walk off into the dessert, vaguely aware of how stupid I was being but too callused with raw grief and rage to care.
He grabbed my wrist, and I stopped but didn't turn to face him. "That's suicide and you know it. I can't let you go like this. I'm not abandoning you. We can fix this."
"No," I whispered raising my head to feel the sharp sand whip across my face. "We really can't. She was right back then... I should've listened to her back then..."