Be prepared for a mega-short chapter. I just wanted to let you people know that just because I'm mainly focusing on
Ex, doesn't mean that this fic is dead! (;
Trinity pulled herself free from Neo's embrace- he had been holding her as she slept. She sat up and stared
thoughtfully at her soulmate, his fac buried in the pillow and the blanket around his shoulders. She smiled and
lovingly stroked his hair, staring into space.
Trinity never cried, and she didn't plan to start now, just because her lifelong friend had died. She couldn't
help but feel insensitive and heartless for not missing him too much. But then again, she hadn't seen him in so long,
so it was as if he was already dead to her. Dez was only a mere memory.
She sighed and stared about the dark room. How did Dez die? He was strong and healthy, and wasn't sick
or anything- not that she'd heard, at least.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the rustling of sheets as Neo rolled over on his side, eyes still closed,
"Thinking of him?" he mumbled.
She looked down at his motionless form, "I just can't believe he's dead."
Neo sighed and sat up reluctantly, "How come? I mean, how did he die?"
"No idea."
"Was he a sickly sort of guy?"
"No!" Trinity felt the need to defend her friend, "No, nothing like that."
"Just wondering. You sure you don't want to talk, cause it looks as if you have a lot to say."
Trinity lay back down and closed her eyes as she felt his arm snake around her wait to pull he close, "I love
you, Trinity, and I just want you to know that I'm here. I'll always be here."
She opened her eyes, "How can you be so sure? Nothing lasts forever."
He grabbed her hand and squeezed it tight, "This does."
PS, noooo, its not over. In fact, we've only just begun....
Ex, doesn't mean that this fic is dead! (;
Trinity pulled herself free from Neo's embrace- he had been holding her as she slept. She sat up and stared
thoughtfully at her soulmate, his fac buried in the pillow and the blanket around his shoulders. She smiled and
lovingly stroked his hair, staring into space.
Trinity never cried, and she didn't plan to start now, just because her lifelong friend had died. She couldn't
help but feel insensitive and heartless for not missing him too much. But then again, she hadn't seen him in so long,
so it was as if he was already dead to her. Dez was only a mere memory.
She sighed and stared about the dark room. How did Dez die? He was strong and healthy, and wasn't sick
or anything- not that she'd heard, at least.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the rustling of sheets as Neo rolled over on his side, eyes still closed,
"Thinking of him?" he mumbled.
She looked down at his motionless form, "I just can't believe he's dead."
Neo sighed and sat up reluctantly, "How come? I mean, how did he die?"
"No idea."
"Was he a sickly sort of guy?"
"No!" Trinity felt the need to defend her friend, "No, nothing like that."
"Just wondering. You sure you don't want to talk, cause it looks as if you have a lot to say."
Trinity lay back down and closed her eyes as she felt his arm snake around her wait to pull he close, "I love
you, Trinity, and I just want you to know that I'm here. I'll always be here."
She opened her eyes, "How can you be so sure? Nothing lasts forever."
He grabbed her hand and squeezed it tight, "This does."
PS, noooo, its not over. In fact, we've only just begun....