He ran faster than he had ever run in his life. He hadn't meant to strike
her down. He knew he should turn back and tell her he was sorry. Tell her
he made a mistake and he was wrong. But he was a fool. His pride stood in
the way. He did no such thing.
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*(Flashback ends)*
Serena coughed as she walked through the streets. She had probably gotten Pneumonia from laying on the ground for so long. It seemed like hours, though in reality it was about eight minutes. She didn't care if she got sick. She just didn't care about anything anymore. She came to her street.
She looked into the houses of her neighbors. One family was chatting excitedly in the living room. Another was gathered around the TV watching what looked like "Whose Line Is It Anyway?". Serena normally liked that show, but she would bet anything she could sit and watch it without cracking a smile at the moment.
Her next-door neighbors were eating a late dinner. She stopped for a minute and looked in. It looked like they were having a wonderful meal with an intelligent conversation. She sighed and walked up her drive way and into the front door of her house.
She dropped her notebook and bag as soon as she stepped in. She silently started up the stairs.
"Serena honey is that you?" Called her mother.
No answer. She trudged up the rest of the stairs. She passed by Rini's room.
"Gosh Meatball head you're soaked. Wha'd ya do, try to drown yourself in a lake after Darien chose me?" She said, a grin playing about her lips.
Serena passed without a word. She walked into her room, closed the door behind her, plopped herself on her bed, and cried.
She cried hard. Harder than one would have thought possible. Then again, her true love had broken her heart. She felt so alone. She never wanted to make contact with another human being again.
Sammy knocked on the door.
"Serena?" His voice called.
No answer.
He was going to ask to borrow her special Sailor V video game, but he decided if she didn't talk to him, then he had a right to it.
Serena felt so disconnected from the world. Every one was against her. Or so it seemed. She wished she could go back to the moon kingdom, where at least her subjects thought highly of her. She thought of when her real mother, Queen Serenity, had comforted her whenever she was down.
Queen Serenity seemed so perfect. She was everything that Serena could never be. More tears rolled down her cheeks. What every one didn't seem to understand was that she tried so hard. She really did. She tried to be perfect in every way. But when she did, she always messed up. Something always went wrong. Salty crystal blue tears fell from her eyes once more.
No one understood her. No one tried to understand her. As she cried silently, she drifted into darkness. She had cried herself to sleep.
She awoke at about 6:00 AM. She couldn't sleep any longer. Happy dreams of her and Darien faded away into the morning light, to be forgotten forever. Tears once again streamed down her pale face. They just wouldn't stop coming. No one was there to comfort her. Didn't anyone notice? Didn't anyone care?
She pulled her covers up over her bed. She tossed and turned, and tried to sleep. She randomly coughed here and there. She finally got to sleep again, but not for long.
A cold hand pressed against her forehead. Or at least, that's what it seemed like. Her head was burning hot. She moaned and rolled over.
"It's ok honey, just rest. I'm calling your school and telling them you have a terrible fever." Said a voice that sounded a lot like her mothers.
The hand left and Serena was alone again. She could barely open her eyes. It took too much strength. She was miserable.
What seemed like hours later, the hand whom she supposed had belonged to her mother returned, sponging Serena's face with a cold damp cloth. Serena's mind sank into darkness yet again.
Serena's eyes flew open. She sighed. She had no idea how long it had been since she was last conscious, but she was feeling much better. Physically speaking. Emotionally, she was still drained. She was still pale, and she'd refused to eat everytime she had felt a spoon or form gently poking her bottom lip. She remembered very little about the past few hours, days, weeks, what ever it had been.
There was a light tap on the door. It opened and her mother came in.
"Are you feeling better Serena?" She asked, pausing. "It's been three days. You haven't eaten a thing."
Serena didn't answer.
Mrs. Tuskino sighed and felt her daughters head. It was feeling much cooler.
"Your friends visited often Serena. Every possible minute they could. At least one was almost always by your side."
Silence.
"If you need anything Serena, just let me know." Said Mrs. Tuskino, gently closing the door behind her.
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You like? ^.^ More? Of course there'll be more. We haven't figured out who the green-eyed blonde-haired dude is yet, have we? MUAHAHAHAHA! j/k. Well, you guys gotta review though! Also send me e-mail! Mesa loves e-mail! MkidF@aol.com. Don't forget to review!! lol.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Sailor Moon or "Whose Line is it Anyway?" The show where everything is made up and the points don't matter, just like Rini. j/k. Just kidding, I didn't mean anything serious. ^.~
~Seien
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*(Flashback ends)*
Serena coughed as she walked through the streets. She had probably gotten Pneumonia from laying on the ground for so long. It seemed like hours, though in reality it was about eight minutes. She didn't care if she got sick. She just didn't care about anything anymore. She came to her street.
She looked into the houses of her neighbors. One family was chatting excitedly in the living room. Another was gathered around the TV watching what looked like "Whose Line Is It Anyway?". Serena normally liked that show, but she would bet anything she could sit and watch it without cracking a smile at the moment.
Her next-door neighbors were eating a late dinner. She stopped for a minute and looked in. It looked like they were having a wonderful meal with an intelligent conversation. She sighed and walked up her drive way and into the front door of her house.
She dropped her notebook and bag as soon as she stepped in. She silently started up the stairs.
"Serena honey is that you?" Called her mother.
No answer. She trudged up the rest of the stairs. She passed by Rini's room.
"Gosh Meatball head you're soaked. Wha'd ya do, try to drown yourself in a lake after Darien chose me?" She said, a grin playing about her lips.
Serena passed without a word. She walked into her room, closed the door behind her, plopped herself on her bed, and cried.
She cried hard. Harder than one would have thought possible. Then again, her true love had broken her heart. She felt so alone. She never wanted to make contact with another human being again.
Sammy knocked on the door.
"Serena?" His voice called.
No answer.
He was going to ask to borrow her special Sailor V video game, but he decided if she didn't talk to him, then he had a right to it.
Serena felt so disconnected from the world. Every one was against her. Or so it seemed. She wished she could go back to the moon kingdom, where at least her subjects thought highly of her. She thought of when her real mother, Queen Serenity, had comforted her whenever she was down.
Queen Serenity seemed so perfect. She was everything that Serena could never be. More tears rolled down her cheeks. What every one didn't seem to understand was that she tried so hard. She really did. She tried to be perfect in every way. But when she did, she always messed up. Something always went wrong. Salty crystal blue tears fell from her eyes once more.
No one understood her. No one tried to understand her. As she cried silently, she drifted into darkness. She had cried herself to sleep.
She awoke at about 6:00 AM. She couldn't sleep any longer. Happy dreams of her and Darien faded away into the morning light, to be forgotten forever. Tears once again streamed down her pale face. They just wouldn't stop coming. No one was there to comfort her. Didn't anyone notice? Didn't anyone care?
She pulled her covers up over her bed. She tossed and turned, and tried to sleep. She randomly coughed here and there. She finally got to sleep again, but not for long.
A cold hand pressed against her forehead. Or at least, that's what it seemed like. Her head was burning hot. She moaned and rolled over.
"It's ok honey, just rest. I'm calling your school and telling them you have a terrible fever." Said a voice that sounded a lot like her mothers.
The hand left and Serena was alone again. She could barely open her eyes. It took too much strength. She was miserable.
What seemed like hours later, the hand whom she supposed had belonged to her mother returned, sponging Serena's face with a cold damp cloth. Serena's mind sank into darkness yet again.
Serena's eyes flew open. She sighed. She had no idea how long it had been since she was last conscious, but she was feeling much better. Physically speaking. Emotionally, she was still drained. She was still pale, and she'd refused to eat everytime she had felt a spoon or form gently poking her bottom lip. She remembered very little about the past few hours, days, weeks, what ever it had been.
There was a light tap on the door. It opened and her mother came in.
"Are you feeling better Serena?" She asked, pausing. "It's been three days. You haven't eaten a thing."
Serena didn't answer.
Mrs. Tuskino sighed and felt her daughters head. It was feeling much cooler.
"Your friends visited often Serena. Every possible minute they could. At least one was almost always by your side."
Silence.
"If you need anything Serena, just let me know." Said Mrs. Tuskino, gently closing the door behind her.
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You like? ^.^ More? Of course there'll be more. We haven't figured out who the green-eyed blonde-haired dude is yet, have we? MUAHAHAHAHA! j/k. Well, you guys gotta review though! Also send me e-mail! Mesa loves e-mail! MkidF@aol.com. Don't forget to review!! lol.
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Sailor Moon or "Whose Line is it Anyway?" The show where everything is made up and the points don't matter, just like Rini. j/k. Just kidding, I didn't mean anything serious. ^.~
~Seien