The Stalker.
I own nothing I didn't create. Get it? Got it? Good?
I sat on an overly hard chair in a dark hotel room at the top of a Hilton on Broadway. The war had been over for nearly a year and yet I was having a hard time coping with the new freedom I had. The freedom of time mostly. I had never had so much time on my hands. I slept more now but this was defiantly not a plus. I was tired of sleeping and sick of being awake and bored. I kept up my mask around others of course. I was always expected to be the strong one.
I let my head fall sleepily onto my arm. My eyes slid shut as I tried to sit back up. Suddenly sleep felt better than it had seemed a moment before. The light slid away from my vision. Sleep overtook me.
I was back in a park I had seen once before staring at the face of a girl I had also seen once before. She wore a wide happy smile on her face. At her legs was a small dog. I clutched a yellow flower in my hand.
"I forgive you." She said.
"For-for what?" I asked confused. What could she be forgiving me for? What had I done. "I do not understand."
"I know you remember," Replied the girl. "You do not have to be strong here. You know and I forgive you. Mary forgives you. You do not have to be so hard on yourself. It was an accident."
Though I did not know why, a tear slid down my face. What was I thinking. I screwed up my face to clear away my sadness.
"Rest. Let me go.Live your life."
I awoke lying with a smile on my face with my head on my arm. I had decided somehow in my sleep that I didn't have to be the perfect soldier anymore. I did not have to wear a mask. That I too could be happy. I had been punishing myself for nothing all of this time. I had been healed.
A sound in front of me made my head pop up instinctively. There before me stood my least favorite person in the world: Releena. She looked as though she had been crying. Her face was stained with tears. In her hand she held a black object that I could not make out.
"Hello, Releena." I said trying to sound nice. The sooner she said what she wanted too the sooner she would leave. "Can I help you?"
"Do-do you love me Heero?" Said Releena in a shaky voice. "Tell me the truth."
I didn't know what to say. Did I love Releena? No, of course not. Could I say this? Well,yeah,I'd give it a go.
"No." I said matter-of-factly. "I do not love you, Releena. I'm really tired, can you come back tomarrow."
"No." Was all Releena said and she raised her hand. I could see that the black object was a gun. Before I could say a word she pulled the trigger.
My whole body went hot. Pain surged through me. I had one last glimpse of a blond standing before me before my knees hit the ground and all else was lost. For a moment I had been happy. This stalker had taken it all from me.
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I own nothing I didn't create. Get it? Got it? Good?
I sat on an overly hard chair in a dark hotel room at the top of a Hilton on Broadway. The war had been over for nearly a year and yet I was having a hard time coping with the new freedom I had. The freedom of time mostly. I had never had so much time on my hands. I slept more now but this was defiantly not a plus. I was tired of sleeping and sick of being awake and bored. I kept up my mask around others of course. I was always expected to be the strong one.
I let my head fall sleepily onto my arm. My eyes slid shut as I tried to sit back up. Suddenly sleep felt better than it had seemed a moment before. The light slid away from my vision. Sleep overtook me.
I was back in a park I had seen once before staring at the face of a girl I had also seen once before. She wore a wide happy smile on her face. At her legs was a small dog. I clutched a yellow flower in my hand.
"I forgive you." She said.
"For-for what?" I asked confused. What could she be forgiving me for? What had I done. "I do not understand."
"I know you remember," Replied the girl. "You do not have to be strong here. You know and I forgive you. Mary forgives you. You do not have to be so hard on yourself. It was an accident."
Though I did not know why, a tear slid down my face. What was I thinking. I screwed up my face to clear away my sadness.
"Rest. Let me go.Live your life."
I awoke lying with a smile on my face with my head on my arm. I had decided somehow in my sleep that I didn't have to be the perfect soldier anymore. I did not have to wear a mask. That I too could be happy. I had been punishing myself for nothing all of this time. I had been healed.
A sound in front of me made my head pop up instinctively. There before me stood my least favorite person in the world: Releena. She looked as though she had been crying. Her face was stained with tears. In her hand she held a black object that I could not make out.
"Hello, Releena." I said trying to sound nice. The sooner she said what she wanted too the sooner she would leave. "Can I help you?"
"Do-do you love me Heero?" Said Releena in a shaky voice. "Tell me the truth."
I didn't know what to say. Did I love Releena? No, of course not. Could I say this? Well,yeah,I'd give it a go.
"No." I said matter-of-factly. "I do not love you, Releena. I'm really tired, can you come back tomarrow."
"No." Was all Releena said and she raised her hand. I could see that the black object was a gun. Before I could say a word she pulled the trigger.
My whole body went hot. Pain surged through me. I had one last glimpse of a blond standing before me before my knees hit the ground and all else was lost. For a moment I had been happy. This stalker had taken it all from me.
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