Chapter 3::Pan's Destination
Pan had finally returned to her house. Her clothes soaked and her cheeks a light shade of red. She was obviously getting sick by the sad of red that had colored her tan skin. Irronically she hadn't realized she had left Trunks at the bench.Had she known he was there,she would have asked him to forgive her.For every solitary mistake she made.She was exhausted, having cried herself all the way there. Her life seemed meaningless without the one she loved by her side. She remembered how he planted that gentle kiss against her neck that day they went out training. It changed her life completely.
She smiles at the thought. If only she had treasured those tender moments more. Little did she know that all those wonderful times would all leave her, for a simple mistake. She was obviously still heart broken about the whole matter. The man she thought she loved, was nothing but an obstacle between her and Trunks. And because of her mistake, she would no longer be able to hold him in her arms.
He was gone, and she couldn't do a thing .Except feel guilty,and live with her sorrow and sadness. She missed him so. She had lost her appetite, and cried herself to sleep over the past few weeks now.She hadn't bothered training after she had broken up with him, her muscled body had grown slender, although it was unintentionally. She was in terrible shape though, she had grown so weak that she wouldn't be able to train without getting dizzy. Not to mention the fact that she was always distracted by the thought of the man she lost.
It had been two long agonizing months, yet she was unable to live her life out like every other person. Her parents had no idea why she was taking it so hard, after all it was her decision. But she knew all to well it was one of the worst mistakes she had ever made in her life.
How she longed to touch those tender lips of his with her own, to run her fingers through his lavender strands of hair, to gaze deeply into those handsome blue irises of his. Her thoughts were cut off as soon as she begins to sobb uncontrollably. Her heart seemed as if it had been torn into pieces, and left for her to linger with the agonizing pain she had inflicted upon herself.
To think, this was all caused because of some man who she thought she loved, when she knew deep inside her one and only was the lavender haired man who truly loved her. Just as she loved him. Her pillow was drenched in her tears, her blankets soaked from her wet clothes and body, she shivered lightly in-between sobs. She couldn't live this way. She needed him back in her life.
To love, comfort, and to admire. Never had she felt this way with someone else. Nor did she want it to be another man, he was all she needed in life. Her head slowly lifted itself from her pillow, her tears slowly begin to fade as she sniffles back the remaining few." I have to have you back in my life Trunks...l want you back." Weak and tired, she stands herself on the side of her bed.
Glancing toward her door, she knew all to well her father would be awaiting her on the other side for his usual lecture. He never did like Trunks.Like she cared what her father thought.
Pan's stare soon attached itself onto the window of her room, it was her only way out of her room without someone chasing after her. Without hesitation, she runs toward the window. Lifting it open, allowing the wind push her curtains, watching them easily sway side to side. Rain drops made themselves into the room, landing onto the dry carpet beneath her. The weather was truly dangerous for her to fly in, but if she stayed any longer she knew it would only make her feel worse.
She jumps out from her window, flying off toward the direction where Capsule Corp. was. The heavy raindrops hit against her body with a light tap, yet once again she couldn't care less. She flew toward the air slowly, the wind pushing her back. She forced herself to continue onward. It was incredibly cold, she had no regrets of leaving her room though. If it were to reach Trunks, she'd give up everything to once again be reunited with her love. The weather came to a surprising change, as hail began to form. She refused to return though, not until she apologized to him. For every single thing she ever did to hurt him.
For the mistakes she had made, and for her idiotic behavior. The hail seemed to pierce through her clothes, and cause bruises, cuts, and scrapes onto her already weary body. Her destination seemed so out of reach, she was surely to get sick after this. She continues onward, through the critical conditions. "I have to get there. Trunks will probably still be mad at me. He has a good reason to. But as soon as l apologize...the sooner he and l can move on with our lives."
No sooner did she reach Capsule Corp. She landed gently onto the welcoming mat? Only now did she regret she had came at all. To meet the eyes of angered parents, and the look of disgust. She rings the bell hesitantly, her vision beginning to blur once again. She falls onto her knees, not even bothering to try and get onto her feet. She was to exhausted.
She shivered lightly on the welcoming mat, she hugged herself to keep warm until anyone would open the door. To her surprise, she didn't last long to meet the eyes of the person at the door. She collapses on the stoop of their house, her eyes slowly beginning to close. She began to grow numb, it had grown extremely cold. To bad she was to naive to think of bringing something to keep her warm. She grinned some at the predicament she was in. This would surely leave her in a critical condition.
She didn't care though, if she were to die it would probably best. Her life was meaningless without Trunks" Guess that...apology will just have to wait...." A small smile formed on her lips, before she passed out by the front door bone chilling breeze swayed her hair to
aside, heavy hail still pummeling her already wounded body. Subconsciously awaiting for someone to answer the door.
Pan had finally returned to her house. Her clothes soaked and her cheeks a light shade of red. She was obviously getting sick by the sad of red that had colored her tan skin. Irronically she hadn't realized she had left Trunks at the bench.Had she known he was there,she would have asked him to forgive her.For every solitary mistake she made.She was exhausted, having cried herself all the way there. Her life seemed meaningless without the one she loved by her side. She remembered how he planted that gentle kiss against her neck that day they went out training. It changed her life completely.
She smiles at the thought. If only she had treasured those tender moments more. Little did she know that all those wonderful times would all leave her, for a simple mistake. She was obviously still heart broken about the whole matter. The man she thought she loved, was nothing but an obstacle between her and Trunks. And because of her mistake, she would no longer be able to hold him in her arms.
He was gone, and she couldn't do a thing .Except feel guilty,and live with her sorrow and sadness. She missed him so. She had lost her appetite, and cried herself to sleep over the past few weeks now.She hadn't bothered training after she had broken up with him, her muscled body had grown slender, although it was unintentionally. She was in terrible shape though, she had grown so weak that she wouldn't be able to train without getting dizzy. Not to mention the fact that she was always distracted by the thought of the man she lost.
It had been two long agonizing months, yet she was unable to live her life out like every other person. Her parents had no idea why she was taking it so hard, after all it was her decision. But she knew all to well it was one of the worst mistakes she had ever made in her life.
How she longed to touch those tender lips of his with her own, to run her fingers through his lavender strands of hair, to gaze deeply into those handsome blue irises of his. Her thoughts were cut off as soon as she begins to sobb uncontrollably. Her heart seemed as if it had been torn into pieces, and left for her to linger with the agonizing pain she had inflicted upon herself.
To think, this was all caused because of some man who she thought she loved, when she knew deep inside her one and only was the lavender haired man who truly loved her. Just as she loved him. Her pillow was drenched in her tears, her blankets soaked from her wet clothes and body, she shivered lightly in-between sobs. She couldn't live this way. She needed him back in her life.
To love, comfort, and to admire. Never had she felt this way with someone else. Nor did she want it to be another man, he was all she needed in life. Her head slowly lifted itself from her pillow, her tears slowly begin to fade as she sniffles back the remaining few." I have to have you back in my life Trunks...l want you back." Weak and tired, she stands herself on the side of her bed.
Glancing toward her door, she knew all to well her father would be awaiting her on the other side for his usual lecture. He never did like Trunks.Like she cared what her father thought.
Pan's stare soon attached itself onto the window of her room, it was her only way out of her room without someone chasing after her. Without hesitation, she runs toward the window. Lifting it open, allowing the wind push her curtains, watching them easily sway side to side. Rain drops made themselves into the room, landing onto the dry carpet beneath her. The weather was truly dangerous for her to fly in, but if she stayed any longer she knew it would only make her feel worse.
She jumps out from her window, flying off toward the direction where Capsule Corp. was. The heavy raindrops hit against her body with a light tap, yet once again she couldn't care less. She flew toward the air slowly, the wind pushing her back. She forced herself to continue onward. It was incredibly cold, she had no regrets of leaving her room though. If it were to reach Trunks, she'd give up everything to once again be reunited with her love. The weather came to a surprising change, as hail began to form. She refused to return though, not until she apologized to him. For every single thing she ever did to hurt him.
For the mistakes she had made, and for her idiotic behavior. The hail seemed to pierce through her clothes, and cause bruises, cuts, and scrapes onto her already weary body. Her destination seemed so out of reach, she was surely to get sick after this. She continues onward, through the critical conditions. "I have to get there. Trunks will probably still be mad at me. He has a good reason to. But as soon as l apologize...the sooner he and l can move on with our lives."
No sooner did she reach Capsule Corp. She landed gently onto the welcoming mat? Only now did she regret she had came at all. To meet the eyes of angered parents, and the look of disgust. She rings the bell hesitantly, her vision beginning to blur once again. She falls onto her knees, not even bothering to try and get onto her feet. She was to exhausted.
She shivered lightly on the welcoming mat, she hugged herself to keep warm until anyone would open the door. To her surprise, she didn't last long to meet the eyes of the person at the door. She collapses on the stoop of their house, her eyes slowly beginning to close. She began to grow numb, it had grown extremely cold. To bad she was to naive to think of bringing something to keep her warm. She grinned some at the predicament she was in. This would surely leave her in a critical condition.
She didn't care though, if she were to die it would probably best. Her life was meaningless without Trunks" Guess that...apology will just have to wait...." A small smile formed on her lips, before she passed out by the front door bone chilling breeze swayed her hair to
aside, heavy hail still pummeling her already wounded body. Subconsciously awaiting for someone to answer the door.