SIMBA

( Two days after Nala and Roho's escape.)

Kings, I can't believe the day has finally come. Kenya and I are getting married. At first, I thought the feeling would be surreal. You know, feeling like you're on cloud nine. Nothing can rain on your parade, stuff like that. To be honest, I don't feel that way. I feel like I would any other day. I woke up- No nightmare I might add, so I guess that's good. I rolled over, kissed Kenya as he was getting up to leave with her sisters for the morning hunt and now I'm here. At the river, where I like to spend most of my time.

I tried to find Kye. He was the one who would be running the ceremony. I was hoping to run into him, and talk for a few minutes. You know, to see if I could do anything or help with anything. But he's been m.i.a on me. He's probably near the hillside where we're going to have the ceremony. I should go over there- I know I'll find him. But Kenya said I'm not supposed to do anything today. it's MY day, I guess.

But isn't that weird since she's, still going on the hunt with her sisters? I mean she is the bride today. I doubt she should even have to lift her own paws to walk today. Kenya insisted that they would; need her, especially if they didn't want a repeat of what happened during the last hunt. yikes, she'd be right. So I'll guess I'd let her do her own thing. We're going to meet up a little later anyway to talk before, everything gets underway.

"Right...today the day. you'd think you'd feel for...excited?" as I sat looking at myself in the reflection of the river, I couldn't lie to myself. A part deep within me was upset. about what? I don't know- no I do know. A wedding and marriage are supposed to be a special time for the couple and their close friends and family. Kenya surely has that. I don't. I didn't think it would affect me this much.

Of course, the thought came up in my mind a few odd times, but I always pushed it aside. It wasn't going to be a big deal anyway. I wasn't close to my family or friends anymore for that matter. So having anyone standing by my side in the ceremony wasn't something I took much thought in. It didn't mean anything...it shouldn't. So why the fuck hours before I say I do, I giving into that-that negative thinking.

I'm sure my family- if they were here and if I was close to them...they'd wouldn't show up either. They wouldn't want to stand beside a traitor. look, im not even the one who was a real traitor. They were! everything would have been fine, I would still be home with them if they didn't betray Scar the way they did. I knew how bad things were. How things had gotten, especially once Scar decided he was going to send off Vitani to that old lion that was twice her age! and him hitting her for not wanting to be some stupid pawn in his game.

Kings, I shouldn't have listened to her. I should have given Scar a piece of my mind. who the hell hits their own daughter!? Dammit! Simba why didn't you do anything...

"ugh, what am I even saying?"

"meh no know." my ears flickered to the back of my head when I heard the added voice. I knew who it was. and why he was here, I don't know. He's here to haunt me.

"Oh, it's you. great." I voiced, slowly getting up, whenever the forest lunatic comes it's time for me to leave.

"No no why yu leave?"

"I have to get ready."

"ready? ready fa wat?"

"I'm getting married today." kings, why am I even talking to him. Hmp, maybe because I feel sorry for myself for not having anyone else to talk to. No friend or family Simba, that's me. I should be happy the monkey even wants to talk to me, and keep talking to me, even when I treat him like shit.

"Waaaat yu, a young fella like ya self?! getting married."

"Yes, me. Why do you say it like that?" I ask, questioning him? I'm not a bad guy.

"haha! don worry son. Rafiki jus playin wit ya." Rafiki...wait do I know that name? should I? I feel like I've heard it before in passing. "wat is it?" now he was the one questioning me, as I eyed him curiously

"Nothing. Hav eme met before?"

"Wat us? wat make yu thinK dat?"

"I don't know, your name just sounds like I've heard it before...in passing I guess."

"Oh, in passin huh."

"What?" not wanting to ruin this little moment we were having... I guess. I couldn't help but feel weird with him wrapping his arm around me. Don't get me wrong im a friendly lion, just not that friendly. we talk, we're not best buddies or anything.

"Meh can't help butt notice, fa sumone on da wedding day, ya seems awful down son." well i guess if the monkey can see it, I should really get my act together before I see Kenya.

"It's nothing. Just a lion overthinking before his wedding, that's all."

"I see, well ya gon be fine ya hav your friends and family wit ya." Why did those words string more when someone else mentioned it? It's like he knows how pathetic Iam, having no one by my side. A loser at its finest. "wat?"

" you'd think that. but I'll have no friends or family at my wedding."

"in whys da?"

"I don't have any."

"in why don yu?"

"I left my friends, and family, long ago. I haven't had time to make new ones I guess."

"Look yu hav friends all around ya Simba." there, again how did he know. my name I've' never told him. I step away from him and finally asked.

"How the hell do you know my name?"

"wat me?"

"yea you, I've never told you my name."

"yu didn hav to, ya father told meh!"

"My father...okay it's time for me to go." Well, I knew that was too good to last. now, this freaks over here talking about my father, my dead father. please. as i began to walk away i heard his staff hit the ground as he scattered to get in front of me, I guess to stop me.

"wait wait son, were ya goin?!"

"Move!"

"Wat da matter did I say sumthin wrong?"

"Yeah, you did. How dare you mention my father like that. who the HELL are you to even speak about him...to know him!?" No, I have to know him from somewhere- I have to...coud he be from priderock? There's no way.

"meh and ya father are friends-"

"He's dead!"

"No no das wat yu think, but ya father Mufasa is alive ful an well boy." I felt myself start to shake. A numbness...a coldness started to creep into my body. Hearing my father's name, a name I try to avoid. Things I try to NOT think about. starting to flash their head into my head. " hey ther ya -"

"Don't touch me!"

"Simba Simba."

"I just said don't touch me! Look I don't know what you know or what you think you know. But you need to stay the fuck away from me!"

"Why son? aren ya Mufasa's boy?" my throat felt tight, like it was starting to seize up. I was getting flustered with him...with Rafiki.

"Yes but..."

"den way ya out here? why aren ya wit ya family, bac at priderock?"

"Because i..."

"don't do dis son, ya need to com back home-"

"NO! stay away from me, if I see your face again you'll regret it!" I threaten before I took a much-needed departure.

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