Once Upon a Time
By Flame Shadow
*I do not own Zoids. If I did I can assure you the story would not be considered appropriate for younger children. Hell it probably wouldn't be considered appropriate for most of the people reading this story. So sit back and enjoy!*
Once upon a time……..isn't that how all good love stories begin. So to tell a good love story, shouldn't you start with that phrase? I mean wouldn't that beginning alone show that the story contains undivided love. Isn't that what everyone enjoys to hear about? If it is I probably shouldn't start my tale with it. If using is shows a fairy tale love, then my tale should start with pain, or better yet an explanation.
I'll admit that I loved him. I'll even admit that he swore he loved me. We were happy together. For awhile we were like any other new couple. We held kissed in public and we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Both of us hated to be away from the other for more than a few hours. We were truly in love.
But love wasn't enough. The more we stayed together the farther apart we got. He started working later and later each day, and I was left alone. We fought more often too. Fighting was becoming as normal as breathing. Each fight got worse. They usually ended with one of us leaving for hours, or even days at a time. Then which ever one left would come home and for awhile things would be ok.
Truth be told, even after all the fights, I still loved him. He was everything to me and I refused to let that go. I thought our love could survive anything. But I was wrong.
It was a simple day. I had decided to come home early and surprise him. I thought we could spend some time alone together. As I entered our house I called out his name, but no one answered. I thought that he might still be at work, so I decided to go and make a nice dinner for us. I was half way to the stove, when I heard a muffled moan. It was coming from the bedroom. As I got closer to the door I heard moans again and again and again. Without my hearts permission, I opened the door and stood shocked at what I found.
My boyfriend fucking a different person on OUR bed. The same bed that he had taken my virginity on. The bed where I had confessed my very soul to him after we would make love.
It wasn't until I saw the face of my boyfriend's new fuck that I let out a gasp. It was Thomas. Thomas my friend, my comrade in arms. I couldn't believe what I saw.
I must have gasped louder that I had thought, because Irvine and Thomas both turned to stair at me. Their faces showed pure shock. They looked at each other before turning their gaze back at me. Irvine tried to speak, but I raised my hand to stop him.
"Don't!" I said, holding back my tears, "Don't try to tell me that this is all a mistake, cause you know, as well as I do that's bull shit." I lowered my head and mustered up enough courage to speak once more, "I hope you two are happy with each other, cause I am leaving. Don't follow me, don't stop me, and don't ever come near me again. As far as I am concerned you are both out of my life for good!"
With that said I left. In the back round I heard them call out to me, but I refused to stop. I ran out to Zeck and the Blade Liger and took off. By this time I was crying, but I refused to go back and face those two timing bastards. So I did the only thing I knew how to do. I left.
I can't say that I'm sorry about leaving. I can't say that I regret my decision either. However, I will admit that I am sorry it had to end. I loved him and I thought he loved me. But as always I was wrong again. If a person loves you they don't hurt you like he hurt me.
So where does this leave me, you may ask. Well, I travel. I just travel from place to place, village to village. When I need money I do odd jobs here and there, but I never get to comfortable. Comfortable was what I was with Irvine, and that only caused me pain, which I think I have had enough of.
One of these days, when my heart has finally healed, I'll go home to the Wind Colony. One of these days I'll face Irvine and Thomas without bursting into tears. One of these days I'll find happiness again. Until that time, I'll just think on Once Upon a Time, cause right now I could use a good love story.