(a/n): Hello everyone. How is everyone doing? I hope you are all okay, unlike me. I'm going through a hard time with my feelings and I feel I was just broken. Right now I'm recovering from what I have done to myself. It's amazing how you can hurt yourself just by thinking something is wrong. Well anyway, this chapter will be dedicated to Fun. Well I think you all will like it because this chapter has to do everything with the story's plot. But before we go on, I would like to thank my wonderful readers.
Fun: I am so sorry, Fun. I know you were waiting for them to talk to each other and Boris had to come in and spoil it. I know, I apologize. But I am going to make it up to you. This chapter is where Dess will finally talk to Trish about EVERYTHING and she won't want to. But he would want to know answers today because he doesn't want any secrets between them anymore. ^_~. I'm sure you'll like this chapter Fun. Well, Fun, ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!! =)
shrtys-sk8er: Thanks for your compliments. No, I haven't done the Facing Worlds Match before. So you know what? I'll do it. It's a good suggestion and you're right, it always turns out to be one hell of a match. Hehe. Fragging with a sniper is fun. Really fun. Especially blowing their heads off their shoulders and hearing the announcer say, "Headshot!" hehe. Yes, I will use your suggestion; it's a really good one.
Slash The Ironman: Hahaha. You're right. Malcom SHOULD be reintroduced to the minigun. That was a good one. Like you mentioned in your fic. I hope the minigun will never ever run out of ammo. Hehe. Well anyway thank you for your compliments…look at this. And you say you begin to sound like a broken record? Look at me!!!! I was about to say "keep reading" and I say that all the time. Looks like I sound like a broken record as well. *sigh* We are all broken records. Hehe. Anyone, I hope you keep reading. (See what I mean??)
Well everyone, ENJOY!!!!!!!!! ^_^
Chapter20: No More Secrets
Dessloch walked through halls of silence as his footsteps echoed through them. Heavy, steady, slow paced footsteps that mark these halls of darkness. It was after midnight. More than half of the people were asleep for the tomorrow's Statistics. Winners will be picked out to fight in the Final Challenge to the death. Contestants will be fighting bio-weapons in different stages of combat and if more than one contestant wins, they will fight each other, to the death. The winner will fight Xan which, also, will be to the death.
Dessloch was sick and worried about Trish. One false step and she will be at a greater risk of dying. Dessloch couldn't take it any more. Why does she want to risk her life so much? He doesn't want secrets between them anymore, he loves her and he doesn't want her to get hurt. Dessloch stopped to a halt as his last footstep echoed through the halls. He took a deep breath as he looked at the door he's going to enter. He nodded to himself and slowly and softly knocked on Trinity's door. There was no answer and Dessloch waited.
He heard whispering, light whispering
like a song. He listened closer as he heard a voice, her beautiful voice,
singing.
"You are my hero, you are my hope.
You have brought me from the oblivion into the lightest womb.
I feel
I'm reborn in your strong arms around me.
I feel I'm someone, somebody new, someone who can love and care, someone who
can finally see.
I pushed you away so many times,
Yet you always stayed, knowing my heart.
You knew what I craved you knew what I loved.
You are my hero, you are my love.
You are everything I need, I need in this world.
But I have a promise, a promise to fulfill,
A promise so sacred I can never tell.
I know I hurt you're heart but I already died,
I have died, that day where my heart was torn apart.
Tore apart by the cruelest hands. I must go on, I must fulfill."
Dessloch didn't hear anymore, that was all he heard from her, and he felt horrible. She had such a beautiful voice, a voice of an angel. Dessloch lowered his head and he started to doubt if this was a good timing. He stood straight and started to walk away until he heard sobbing. Sobbing that tore at his heart that he felt like dying on the floor. Trinity was crying, she knew her future, she knew she might die. This is why she didn't talk about tomorrow; this is why she prevented him to ask questions about the future. She hates it and despises it. He can't blame her, he will never blame her.
If only he can absorb her negative energy and make her feel so much better. Dessloch sighed and slowly opened the door, which happened to be opened and found Trinity crying on her bed, curled up, turned her back to him. "Trinity?" She jumped up and Dess noticed all of the streams running down her beautiful face. "Dess?" She asked and got off her bed. "Sorry, I—I should have locked the door."
Dessloch looked at her crying eyes as she struggled to fight them back. "Trish." He said her name very quietly. "You are hurt." He said to her and she shook her head as if she denied it. "I'm fine."
"Are you? Are you alright? How long has it been now, Trish? How many days have you been crying at night, unable to sleep because you have nightmares?" She looked at him in a confusing look.
"I didn't have nightmares, I just can't fall asleep." Dessloch came up to her but she put her hands up. "No, Dess don't." Did Dess stop this time?? No, he wanted answers and he won't hold back now. Instead of stopping he took her hands so she looked at him. "Why do you fear the truth? Why do you run from it?" She looked up from her crying eyes and looked at him. "It's better to live in a lie." She said with her voice bruised. Dess took her chin. "You're wrong Trish. You're wrong. Lies are worse than truth because lies hurt more when you find out that they are lies." Trinity closed her eyes. "I never thought I would meet you, Dess. I just wanted to get on with a promise, a promise I made years ago."
"I never thought I would meet you, too, Trish. I thought my life was over and that I won't be able to trust anyone else. I thought I was turned into a monster. I felt like a slave, worthless and a killer. You proven me wrong, Trish. You have showed me that I, that I still have something within me that can love." She looked at him with teary eyes. "Truly?" Dess gave her a serious look. "Truly."
"I'm glad. I'm glad that I could make difference." She whispered all her words in a hushed voice. "I'm so happy, so happy that I have helped." "Oh Trish." He hugged her and she hugged him back.
"Please stay with me until the end." She asked as she cried through her tears. "I don't want to be alone, I never wanted to be alone." "Don't worry, Trish. I will always be with you, 'till the end." She smiled but it faltered. "Thank you." She whispered again and hugged him tightly.
"I promise you this. Your end will be in a nice warm bed with great-grandchildren chanting 'happy birthday grandma.'" She looked at him and she started to chuckle through her tears. "You're such a comedian, Dess." He chuckled. "I know."
He pulled back to look into her crystal-blue eyes. "I promise you, Trish. Everything will be okay." "I hope you're right. I hope it's not just another lie." She said it in a rather dark mood. "Trinity, you have to be strong, you have to let others help you at times. I mean—I mean what about Zack? You don't mind him helping you." Dess hated that guy but he kept his voice sincere. "Zack? Zack is like a father to me, Dess. I know him for such a long time. If I would push him away it would mean as losing someone really close to me."
Dessloch nodded but he didn't show that he was actually hurt by her words. She was pushing his away, right this moment. She doesn't think she is losing someone really close. Just when Dess thought he loved her. In the end, it is all about the tournament. Pointless to think about it and yet sad, sad how people have nothing to live for.
"Trish, all I'm going to tell you is, follow your heart. That's it. Do what you think is right, and those that are close to you will follow you 'till the end of time. Do what you believe, never doubt your actions; there are so many people out there that can hurt you so badly. This is why—this is why I believe that your heart is like a fortress and you are not letting anything in or anything out. You keep everything you have so close to you, because you are afraid of losing it." Dess said to her, as he pulled away and walked back a few steps.
"Where are you going?" She asked in fear. "I—I have to go." Dessloch turned around and started to walk towards the door. "You told me the people that are close to me would follow me 'till the end of time. You told me you're not lying. Well then, why are you walking away?" She screamed her words as tears swallowed them up. "Why are you turning your back on me?" Dessloch stopped in front of the door as the words hit him in the gut.
"Trish, I—I am nothing but your partner. A partner that helps you to get to the top and then the rest of the path is yours." He heard her shriek at his words and he closed his eyes. "Don't say that! You are lying! There is something bothering you isn't there? Isn't there?" She asked the last words more calmly. "Tell me!" She screamed through her tears. "It's nothing." He said.
Trinity didn't scream, didn't move, and he didn't hear her sob. "You make a bad liar, you know." She asked him in a whisper. Dess sighed as he felt his heart was ripping apart. "I'm sorry Trish. I am so sorry." He said to her but he didn't look at her. He couldn't bear to see her cry. She looked like she was dying.
"You never told me what was wrong. You only attended to my business and made me feel like I can take on the whole world." She whispered. "You made it look so easy—so easy to be a happy person and just live with your life." Dess this time turned around as her words shocked him, shocked him the most. "Because." He said. "Because I was already healed and you were still broken."
She broke into tears again. "Why did you distance yourself, Dess? Why did you make me feel so alone? What have I done wrong?" Dess dropped his head. She was right; he did distance himself from her. He thought that Zack was with her and he was in the way. "Why, Dess? Why?" She whispered. He closed his eyes and couldn't answer her but she already knew. He knows that she knew why. She just needs to hear it; he won't hold back secrets anymore. "Because of Zack." He whispered.
Trinity looked at him, directly into his yellow eyes. "Zack?" She asked and he only nodded. "But I—he is only a friend, Dess. He was always a friend." She came forth and he backed away and he saw fresh tears run down her cheeks again, silently this time. "I—I always wanted to be strong, to be strong enough to take care of myself. I wanted to be so much like my father, like my father before me. He was everything to me, everything I ever needed back then." More tears came down her face as she fought them back.
"I thought that I have died, that day." She whispered to prevent her voice from breaking but it broke anyway. "I saw him—" Her voice trembled and she looked like she was remembering the past and seeing it very clearly. "I saw him die, die in front of my eyes as I screamed for him. I screamed his name." She wiped her tear away. "But I was, I was to young to understand that, he won't come back, he will never come back. Ever since that day, I thought—I thought I was done with, that it was the end. I remember how I didn't except such cruel words as I was taken in by the orphanage. I screamed for him, screamed all my life until I really knew, he isn't coming back. I lost hope as I ran away when I turned 18. I ran away as far as I could, back home. When I arrived, I said, 'Dad, I'm home.' But there was no answer, he really wasn't going to come back, he was really dead. Dead since that day I saw him die." She sat down on her bad as she knitted her hands together.
Dessloch felt pity for her; she has gone through so much. "Ever since that day." She continued. "I promised myself that I would avenge my father. That's when Zack came in. He trained me, trained me to kill—to kill in cold blood and to never let my feelings get in my way ever again. I listened to him, like a true student, I thought I was ready and so I entered—I entered the tournament."
Dess looked at her with so much sympathy. He never even had a clue. Now he knew everything, everything what has happened to her. "That's when I met you, Dess." She finally said and he looked at her. "I—I swear I felt something familiar in you. The way you make your dreams happen, how you seem not to notice the problems around you. You were so, so normal. It reminded me of how I used be. I thought that I was blessed.
"When I was younger I never thought that I would meet anyone who I will ever love. I thought that my heart has died, died with my father, buried within his grave. You have proven me wrong. You have proven me so wrong, that I finally realized how blind all my life I really was."
Dessloch didn't know what to say. What was there to say? He couldn't comfort her; she is lost in her own past. He can't wheel her out of there but he will try to guide her. "You know, Trish?" He came up to her and took her hands as he kneeled on one knee. "You can't live in the past, forever. We have to learn how to go on. I can't prevent you from living in the past. But I can help you with sticking to the present." He saw her smile. "Dess, you always knew what to say." He nodded and smiled a little.
"Trish, I know you made that promise. But, you are endangering your whole life. I mean, I need you, I need you, Trish." She put her hand on his cheek and smiled. "And you will have me, Dess. You will always have me, forever." Dess grabbed her hand on his face. "Trish, just—don't do it." She seemed rather surprised. "The final challenge?" She asked him. "Yeah, that's right. I mean, you have a whole life in front of you, a life so pure." Trinity seemed to think about it.
"But what am I going to do?" She asked in an uncertain way. "I mean, what then?" Dess didn't know either but then he smirked. "I thought you didn't like to think about the future." A smile was slowly pasting her lips and then she smiled. "Dess, don't tease me that way!" He chuckled as she grinned and hugged him very tightly. "You're right. Let's live today." She said into his ear very softly. "Just promise me one thing, Dess." "What's that?" "Stay with me, stay with me until the end." Dessloch pulled away. "Trish—" "Just promise me." She put a finger to his lips. He nodded. "Alright then, I promise you, Trish." She smiled. "Now don't go breaking your promise, because I won't be breaking mine." He looked quite surprised. "You're still going to do it?"
She didn't answer him for sometime but then she pulled away and he searched her eyes. "Yes, I have to do it. But I promise you, everything will be okay." He nodded in a sad way. She only smiled. "Do you love me?" He looked up at her question, surprised she asked. "Of course." He said. "Then trust me." She said and smiled again. Dess nodded. "Do you love me?" He asked her and her smile turned into a kid's big evil grin. She didn't answer him at first as she played around with his shirt and then looked up with her playful eyes to search his. "Yes, I do." Dess cupped her face. "Then show me." He said his last words and he kissed her like never before. It was a hungry and a passionate kiss.
(a/n): Whew! Another chapter done with. So, was this what you all been waiting for? I hope so. I had fun writing this chapter, it made me tear at a few certain parts. I hope you liked it. Well tell me what you think.
The song Trish was singing is copyright. It is part of a song I have long written.
