Angel Trapped On Earth
Prologue
. + . Love Unreturned .+.
Tifa, a beautiful chocolate browned hair beauty, padded softly down the stairs softly to the warm kitchen in her home. Cloud lived with her and everything couldn't go wrong. Or so she thought. In her elegant petite hands she carried two mugs that were beautifully crafted, and upon her face was a genuine smile of pride. She had made the mugs herself the other day, and she couldn't wait to see the look on Cloud's face when she poured hot chocolate in the mugs and declared that it was made by her. She stopped abruptly. Something was wrong and she knew it.
The air in the comfortable cottage seemed to have changed, and it was oddly thick. She frowned, and shook her head, telling herself that it was just her being paranoid.
"Cloud?" She called out lovingly.
No answer came.
"Cloud…?" Tifa tried again a little bit louder.
She came into the kitchen, the fire still burning hot and crimson. Upon the old, rusty, wooden table was a note. She put one mug down as she took the note in her free hand.
Tifa. I am sorry. I can't continue living like this. Living in a complete and utter lie.
It's not fair to you, and it's not fair to me. I have to leave. I feel as if I'm being chained here in this stuffy village.
I need to leave and find out some things for myself. Don't come after me, I'll be fine.
-Cloud.
The sound of broken glass and plastic thudded against the floor, shattering into the silent atmosphere of the room. Tifa leaned against the creaky chair for support. Cloud had left her. She wasn't surprised. She wasn't even angry. She was just agonized. She knew that one day Cloud would one day soon leave her, but never knew it would be this soon. He had given her a little taste of heaven, and she wasn't ready to give it up yet.
She swallowed the lump in her throat that felt suspiciously like a weak sob. She hated being weak. She always knew that the love she gave Cloud would forever be unreturned. She wasn't even sure if Cloud loved Aeris. No. Cloud loved life. Aeris represented that life, and when Cloud had a crush on Tifa, Tifa had represented that vibrant life.
Both had gone. She had grown older, and her dearest friend had passed away. Cloud had gone to look for life. His life. It was perfectly understandable. Then why was she having a hard time comprehending it?
She always knew it would happen, she had even begun to accept it.
She just had a hard time experiencing it.
Author's Note : Ah…yes. A short short prologue to start things off. ( Disclaimer : I think we all know that FFVII is not mine. Will never be. Not unless I…*thinks evil thoughts* err Puwahha…nvmd ) I hope you all enjoy this story. I'm also working on an orignal ( dun dun dun ) story called ( dun dun dun…*quit that music* ) "Squall". I hope you'll give it a try. Not a lot of people come to the original section. Oh yes, and review please! I'd love to hear your comments.