Help Me Escape From My Memories, Part 4
I arrived home late that night. But it just didn't seem like
home. It hadn't since Duo had left. Sighing I sunk into my bed, not
even unpacking my suitcase. I was weary from the days travel.
It didn't take long to fall asleep and when I next opened my
eyes it was morning, and the colonies fake sun rays were shining. I
envied Duo, he got to live on the Earth where there was real sunshine.
"No, I'm not going to think about him," I told myself. He had
already hurt me enough, I wasn't going to let it happen anymore. The
week passed normally and finally came the day when I should have come
home from Duo's.
I was washing the dishes when I heard a knock on the door.
Groaning I wiped my hands on the dishtowel hanging off the sink. I
slowly made my way to the door. Opening it I dropped the towel.
Duo was standing there!
Regaining my composure I asked him, "what do you want?" He looked
hurt for a moment.
"Can I come in Hilde, I need to tell you something?" I nodded
although the angry scowl never left my face. I would let him know that
I didn't need him as a friend.
He sat down in my tiny livingroom, taking time to look around
him. "Nothings changed," he commented.
"Everythings changed," I told him, not talking about the room
at all. He sighed and looked at me with the pain in his eyes that I
was so used to seeing. "What did you want to tell me?"
He didn't say anything but pulled a piece of paper out of his
pocket and unfolded it. It was the picture that had been on his table.
I could see all of it now, and in the bottom corner read, "By
Duo Maxwell."
He cleared his throat, and then with much difficulty he told
me, "this is my family." I must of looked surprised because he hesitated
a minute before he continued.
"When I was an orphan I met up with Solo. We were buds for the
whole time we were together. You couldn't part us. Then he got sick.
I couldn't do a thing, I could just sit and watch him slowly die. One
day he told me never to forget him. Then he died. I was left alone
again and I wandered the streets. I came across this trash can, hoping
to find food. Instead I found a piece of paper and a broken pencil. Not
much of a use, but I kept them anyway. Later that night when I had
nothing else to do, I drew. I drew a picture of me, and a picture of
Solo." He pointed to the two figures in the middle. One was of a boy
with short red hair that stuck up impishly. The other was of a boy whose
long brown hair fell around his shoulders. I then realized why I hadn't
recognized Duo at first, I was used to his braid.
"When the Maxwell church found me, I thought I was happy. I
showed them my picture and they asked if they could draw themselves on
the picture too. I gladly let them, I wanted them to be part of my
family too. All the orphans there drew themselves. And so did Sister
Helen and Father Maxwell. Those are the two people drawn that look like
they were drawn by adults. I kept this in my pocket all the time. Then
OZ came to the church, and they killed everyone but me. This and my
cross is all I have left of my family." A tear fell down his eye and
I had a feeling that he had never before told anyone this.
I looked at the picture and noticed a blank spot near Duo. I
asked him why.
"Sister Helen told me to leave a space open for the person I
would love one day," he answered simply. I could only nod. Tears were
starting to come into my eyes. I would never have guessed Duo had been
through all that.
"Duo, I'm so sorry," I told him. "I know I probably hurt you,
leaving like that, but can we still be friends?"
"I don't want a friendship with you Hilde."
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well, I probably have all of you hating me now. But don't hate me, like
I said before, its for the specific plot I have in mind. What do you
think of the story so far, please review, my mailbox is always empty
and its really discouraging. Thanks!
I arrived home late that night. But it just didn't seem like
home. It hadn't since Duo had left. Sighing I sunk into my bed, not
even unpacking my suitcase. I was weary from the days travel.
It didn't take long to fall asleep and when I next opened my
eyes it was morning, and the colonies fake sun rays were shining. I
envied Duo, he got to live on the Earth where there was real sunshine.
"No, I'm not going to think about him," I told myself. He had
already hurt me enough, I wasn't going to let it happen anymore. The
week passed normally and finally came the day when I should have come
home from Duo's.
I was washing the dishes when I heard a knock on the door.
Groaning I wiped my hands on the dishtowel hanging off the sink. I
slowly made my way to the door. Opening it I dropped the towel.
Duo was standing there!
Regaining my composure I asked him, "what do you want?" He looked
hurt for a moment.
"Can I come in Hilde, I need to tell you something?" I nodded
although the angry scowl never left my face. I would let him know that
I didn't need him as a friend.
He sat down in my tiny livingroom, taking time to look around
him. "Nothings changed," he commented.
"Everythings changed," I told him, not talking about the room
at all. He sighed and looked at me with the pain in his eyes that I
was so used to seeing. "What did you want to tell me?"
He didn't say anything but pulled a piece of paper out of his
pocket and unfolded it. It was the picture that had been on his table.
I could see all of it now, and in the bottom corner read, "By
Duo Maxwell."
He cleared his throat, and then with much difficulty he told
me, "this is my family." I must of looked surprised because he hesitated
a minute before he continued.
"When I was an orphan I met up with Solo. We were buds for the
whole time we were together. You couldn't part us. Then he got sick.
I couldn't do a thing, I could just sit and watch him slowly die. One
day he told me never to forget him. Then he died. I was left alone
again and I wandered the streets. I came across this trash can, hoping
to find food. Instead I found a piece of paper and a broken pencil. Not
much of a use, but I kept them anyway. Later that night when I had
nothing else to do, I drew. I drew a picture of me, and a picture of
Solo." He pointed to the two figures in the middle. One was of a boy
with short red hair that stuck up impishly. The other was of a boy whose
long brown hair fell around his shoulders. I then realized why I hadn't
recognized Duo at first, I was used to his braid.
"When the Maxwell church found me, I thought I was happy. I
showed them my picture and they asked if they could draw themselves on
the picture too. I gladly let them, I wanted them to be part of my
family too. All the orphans there drew themselves. And so did Sister
Helen and Father Maxwell. Those are the two people drawn that look like
they were drawn by adults. I kept this in my pocket all the time. Then
OZ came to the church, and they killed everyone but me. This and my
cross is all I have left of my family." A tear fell down his eye and
I had a feeling that he had never before told anyone this.
I looked at the picture and noticed a blank spot near Duo. I
asked him why.
"Sister Helen told me to leave a space open for the person I
would love one day," he answered simply. I could only nod. Tears were
starting to come into my eyes. I would never have guessed Duo had been
through all that.
"Duo, I'm so sorry," I told him. "I know I probably hurt you,
leaving like that, but can we still be friends?"
"I don't want a friendship with you Hilde."
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.
Well, I probably have all of you hating me now. But don't hate me, like
I said before, its for the specific plot I have in mind. What do you
think of the story so far, please review, my mailbox is always empty
and its really discouraging. Thanks!