Deserve to Die
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[ . ] this is when Skye is thinking ( . ) this is when Quatre is thinking
Chapter 12 - Skye
Skye forced herself to keep moving but the blizzard wrapped itself around her, trying to find somewhere to get in. She shuddered; it was colder than a knife on her cheek. The wind howled furiously, getting louder and louder until she couldn't hear herself think. Not that she was thinking, her mind seemed to have been wiped clean like a blank slate.
She tripped on something that wasn't there and, fully exhausted, she couldn't find the strength to get up again.
[.So this is how I die? ]
Mustering the desire inside her, she lifted her head and, somehow, in the swirling snow, she made out the silhouette of a tree on a hill that looked far, far away.
[ Green? The only spot of colour in a place of nothingness. ]
She closed her eyes.
[ Quatre, if you can hear me, please, wait for me. ]
Dragging herself up, she shook away her tiredness and started to walk towards the tree. To Skye, it took forever and a day, but eventually she made it and in a last effort, she trailed her feet over to it. She collapsed against its gnarled bark.
[ If only you were here to tell me what to do.]
As she leaned against the withering tree, she smiled even though, inside, she was floating away.
[ At least this is a beautiful place. ]
The tree loomed over her. The bare, twisted branches brushed across the top of her hair but she didn't see them. She saw only the peace, not the ugliness, and heard only the silence, not the raging winds. In her eyes, she saw everything as it might be, if not for the destruction, if not for the death. And the place was truly beautiful.
With this view, she saw Quatre standing in front of her, smiling. She moved forward and suddenly she fell.
The vision shattered and beside her was indeed Quatre, but he was laying face down and unmoving.
"Quatre!"
She crawled over to him and turned him over. His hair ruffled quietly in the wind. He looked so innocent, and there was no trace, no evidence in him, that showed at all what he had been through. She stared at him and wondered how he could remain so perfect after all that had happened and all that he was.
She started to cry.
"How can you be so perfect in death after all that you did and other people did to you in life?"
There was no response.
"How can I take you away when all I wanted to do was be with you? I loved you more than life itself, I loved you more than I could say and I didn't say. I never gave you the chance. Quatre, what I wouldn't give for you to love me back."
He lay there, silent.
"Quatre, please, I'll do anything if you answer me."
But how could a dead person answer?
"Quatre, I hate you. I hate you so much, I love you. If you can't say anything at all, can't you just say you love me?''
She was desperate and pleading with him when he couldn't even hear her.
"Please." she sobbed, heart- broken, into him for a long time, and then, fully worn out, she slept.
And his blue eyes opened for an instance before they closed again and he stroked her hair affectionately but his expression was colder was usual and his voice was thick.
"If only you knew."
40 reviews!!!! Yes! Thanx all! You've probably already guessed but my pc's fixed!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, only the girls.
[ . ] this is when Skye is thinking ( . ) this is when Quatre is thinking
Chapter 12 - Skye
Skye forced herself to keep moving but the blizzard wrapped itself around her, trying to find somewhere to get in. She shuddered; it was colder than a knife on her cheek. The wind howled furiously, getting louder and louder until she couldn't hear herself think. Not that she was thinking, her mind seemed to have been wiped clean like a blank slate.
She tripped on something that wasn't there and, fully exhausted, she couldn't find the strength to get up again.
[.So this is how I die? ]
Mustering the desire inside her, she lifted her head and, somehow, in the swirling snow, she made out the silhouette of a tree on a hill that looked far, far away.
[ Green? The only spot of colour in a place of nothingness. ]
She closed her eyes.
[ Quatre, if you can hear me, please, wait for me. ]
Dragging herself up, she shook away her tiredness and started to walk towards the tree. To Skye, it took forever and a day, but eventually she made it and in a last effort, she trailed her feet over to it. She collapsed against its gnarled bark.
[ If only you were here to tell me what to do.]
As she leaned against the withering tree, she smiled even though, inside, she was floating away.
[ At least this is a beautiful place. ]
The tree loomed over her. The bare, twisted branches brushed across the top of her hair but she didn't see them. She saw only the peace, not the ugliness, and heard only the silence, not the raging winds. In her eyes, she saw everything as it might be, if not for the destruction, if not for the death. And the place was truly beautiful.
With this view, she saw Quatre standing in front of her, smiling. She moved forward and suddenly she fell.
The vision shattered and beside her was indeed Quatre, but he was laying face down and unmoving.
"Quatre!"
She crawled over to him and turned him over. His hair ruffled quietly in the wind. He looked so innocent, and there was no trace, no evidence in him, that showed at all what he had been through. She stared at him and wondered how he could remain so perfect after all that had happened and all that he was.
She started to cry.
"How can you be so perfect in death after all that you did and other people did to you in life?"
There was no response.
"How can I take you away when all I wanted to do was be with you? I loved you more than life itself, I loved you more than I could say and I didn't say. I never gave you the chance. Quatre, what I wouldn't give for you to love me back."
He lay there, silent.
"Quatre, please, I'll do anything if you answer me."
But how could a dead person answer?
"Quatre, I hate you. I hate you so much, I love you. If you can't say anything at all, can't you just say you love me?''
She was desperate and pleading with him when he couldn't even hear her.
"Please." she sobbed, heart- broken, into him for a long time, and then, fully worn out, she slept.
And his blue eyes opened for an instance before they closed again and he stroked her hair affectionately but his expression was colder was usual and his voice was thick.
"If only you knew."