Disclaimer: I do not own these Peach Girl character.
By: The Dictator
Rated: R
" What?!" Yelled Momo. Her mind spun with Sae's passed crazy antics. Was that jellyfish placed there? Did Sae know that Kiley was allergic to such stings? What the Hell?! Momo was about to slap Sae but she held back.
" If I had just left everything alone! If I had just been a real friend...If I had just not known you at all, you would have been fine. Kiley would have been fine." Sae had not planned the incident. Sae was just whining about something else.
"Sae. If I had not known you, I would not have known Kiley. I would not have loved and lost Toji. I would not have found a friend in you...Just shut up and don't scare me ever again...I almost hated you for a second there." Momo felt tired. Such emotion rushing into her body and leaving just as quickly.
Sae sat there crying for some moments, Momo silently calmed her, thinking morbid thoughts.
What if she really was responsible...I could blame someone else.
Momo then realized that she had blamed herself secretly all this time. Thinking that this was some freak accident like everyone told her it was on the outside. But inside, she was ripping herself apart, tearing at her flesh, her organs, and her very soul. Her eyes widened with realization. Her pale sick lips parted. It was me, she thought.
Sae left later on. No more visits that night. Momo was left alone with her thoughts.
If I hadn't been so depressed! If I didn't overreact with what happened to Toji and Sae. Kiley wouldn't have to come take my mind off of it. He would not have gone to the beach with me that day. He would have not been stung. He would have not been in a coma.
Another realization. Kiley was in a coma. A deep sleep in which he needed machinery to stay alive. He may never wake again because of one stupid jellyfish! Because of one stupid girl with her stupid emotions. And he was in pain wasn't he.
It was all her fault. Momo felt it like a sharp pain that was ripping her from the inside. She felt the heavy weight of it all. She felt the coldness that began to over come her. She saw the future through new eyes. Eyes that know that things turn out the way they do not because of fate but because of decisions.
Momo had decided to stay depressed. Momo decided to skip some classes because of depression. Momo decided to cry in the shadows of her room. Momo decided to lean on Kiley for support. Momo decided to place all her weight on Kiley. Momo decided to push him down on the sand.
It ached so much...Momo just wanted some release from it all. Tears welled up in her large eyes that were no longer vacuous. They were wise and sad. How strange it was that with wisdom comes such unbelievable anguish.
There was a noose around her slender tanned neck. It felt cold and weighed down on her shoulders. Forcing her to be pushed down against the bed. How peculiar. With knowledge and wisdom also comes the weight of burden. Momo forced herself to think of other thoughts. More reasons why it was her fault than what she ought to be thinking about.
It was such a long walk in the darkness. The light never seemed to come any closer. This lovely golden light that he knew was Momo's. Only she could make him take this almost unbearable pain. He thought of her laughter and the light became brighter ahead. Or maybe it was because he finally came closer to this elusive golden light. Elusive like Momo. Kiley began to run toward the light. Continuing to picture her smile. Hearing her laughter. Amused laughter when he did something strange or stupid. Just the thought of seeing her made him ache sweetly. An ache that almost washed away that other ache. That other pain that was a constant heavy burden. But that's okay. Momo would make it hurt less. Just seeing her image in his mind made him feel good. Seeing her physically would cure him. Smelling her would be euphoria. Hearing her would be like a drug. Tasting her would kill him and send him to heaven. Oh but to kiss her again. And have her kiss back and hold him. He wanted her to hold him so badly. To cradle his hurting body against her warm healing flesh. He needed her now more than ever. And with the thought of her taking care of him, dare say...Loving him? The light grew brighter and brighter as he came closer and closer to this golden light that he could almost feel on his skin.
(A/N: Dictator here: I haven't posted for a long long long time. I didn't mean to keep everyone hanging on that very last post. But I must admit that was quite a good spot for such a dramatic tragedy. Thank you for your comments. I've been away for a time and now I've returned. Those comments helped me to continue the story. I haven't forgotten how it goes. I know every detail because sometimes it haunts me when I play 'What If' with my friends. Which is a lot. I will keep doing it as regularly as possible. But if those long waits become unbearable...Flame me into submission. I will submit and you enjoy your dominating power over me...Win-Win if I ever saw one...Thank you. Read and Review please.)