Beyond Reasoning
Chapter 13
Wolfwood?!
The first thing I remembered clearly was being awake.
"Ugg...my head," I said sitting up in the bed I was in my hand on the side of my head. There was a headache pounding inside my brain that didn't want to go away. Yawning I looked about and noticed I wasn't at Milly's house anymore. Looking about I didn't reconize any of the stuff about in the room besides my book bag at the side of my bed. That's when the memories from the night before began to invade my mind. Gasping I felt tears welt up once again. I had shot him, hadn't I? I had shot Vash's brother...
Did Vash hate me now for that?! Looking around I wipped my tears away swing my legs over the side of the bed and standing up slowly. Knives was going to kill him and I saw Vash's gun beside me..I had no choice. But...but I shot A MAN! I picked up a gun and shot him! Even if it was Vash's brother and he tried to kill me, I shot him...
"...Candy..." A voice muttered from behind me. Turning I saw Vash in his pajamas standing there with a worried look in his face.
"..I...Is he dead?" I said trying to calm myself while talking but the thought kept coming back...I shot him.
"No, he's not," Vash said taking a few steps closer to me. "Though I don't know where he is now, he's alive." My hand came up and covered my mouth. Did Vash hate me for what I did? I would hate someone if they shot one of my brothers or sister but none of them wanted man kind destroyed either and wanted me dead though my sister and I had had a few arguments where she said she wanted me dead. I knew she didn't mean it though.
"...Do...do you hate me?" I asked not wanting to see his face, trying to wipe the oncoming tears away. "..I am really sorry. I don't like shotting people...it was the first time since in 5 years I picked up a gun....please don't hate me.." That last part was a whisper more then anything, a hope of mine. I didn't want to see those blueish green eyes turn to me in anger and fury but I didn't want him to die. I would much less die myself in his place then see him gone. That's when his strong arms gathered me in a hug.
"..I don't hate you.." He said trying to comfert me. "You had to do it. Knives could have pulled that trigger at any moment." I nodded against his shirt standing there. I was glad that Knives didn't die and Vash didn't seem so mad about it. "Now are you ok?" I didn't want to say or do anything. My heart was in my throat as I stood there in his arms. Right now I just wanted to confess my undieing love for the blonde and reach up and kiss him but I couldn't. The thought of all my heart breaks over the years began to resurface in my mind. My last true heart break was two years ago. His name was Kyle. A very sweat guy. Now that I think about it he was almost a Vash replica. A joking, fun loving guy he was even blonde. After I confessed how I felt he ignored me the rest of the time I was at camp working. Tears began to welt up in my eyes. I couldn't take it if Vash told me that he didn't feel that way about me, I just couldn't. I was truely afraid he would pull a Kyle on me and ignore me. So I decided to keep my mouth shut about the whole situation. He didn't need to know about my feelings. All he needed to know is that I was ok. Slowly I nodded pulling away from his embrace, fighting myself to rush into his arms again and stay there.
"I'm fine," I said finally wiping the last of the tears now away and looked at my feet. "I just need to rest, that's all. I'm just drained from all that has happened. Sometimes I wish I was back at home on Earth...I wasn't so stressed then." Looking up into Vash's blueish green eyes I could have sworn I saw a hint of hurt umong their depths.
"We should change those bandages," Vash broke in. "Being out in the rain like that I'm sure didn't help that much." Nodding I walked in my room and grabbed my bag pulling out the tape and gauze setting it beside me on the bed. I turned sitting on the bed and lifting the back of my shirt as he quietly ripped off the tape and gauze, placing new stuff on there. I sat there staring at my hands. Maybe I could t,jell him. Maybe he wasn't like Kyle. Part of me knew Vash would never pull something so stupid like that on me. If he didn't feel that way about me he would tell me and life would go on.
But I still couldn't take the rejection if he said that. Even the thought of it made me want to cry. Emotions seemed to flood my every sense as I sat there crosslegged on my bed. Barring my face in my hands I just let myself cry. I cried for this whole situation, I cried for my past, I cried for my family, and also I cried for love. Maybe it was the fact that after so many years of rejection from guys I just couldn't imagine being loved by someone, getting married and having a family like I had dreamed for so long. I almost forgot about the blonde sitting behind me until I felt his real hand upon the shirt of my back. Not a word he spoke but just climbed up on my bed closer to me, not moving his hand from my back and then I felt his arms wrap around my waist pulling me up in his lap. Looking up from my hands I blinked in confusion but then he wrapped his arms around me in his lap.
"..Don't worry, your never alone.." He muttered. A blush came to my face as the tears stopped as I turned my face back forward sitting there in his lap. It would be really easy to tell him now, wouldn't it? Looking up I saw his blueish green eyes lock with mine. The look in his he..
Could he possibly care for me like I do toward him?
I guess it seemed like forever we sat there, our eyes locked when.
"Ahem!" A voice said at the door. I turned to see Meryl standing there chuckling quitly to herself. I turned bright red looking at her as I climbed off his lap quickly only to find myself falling on the floor.
"Ouch..." I mumbled getting my face off the floor. A giggle came from the door as I sat up.
"Milly was right, anyway breakfast is ready you two," Meryl said turning and headed down the visable stairs. Blinking I looked up at Vash. What did that last comment mean? Standing up slowly I brushed off my shirt and yawning a bit stretching.
"I'm hungry," I mumbled feeling Vash's eyes upon me. Quickly I tried to push past the thought of Vash's eyes staring at my own a few minutes ago, them gleaming with something I hadn't seen before. Vash could never love someone like me that way. Vash loved everyone. Heading down the steps I smelt something in the kichten seeing Milly standing there stirring something on the stove.
"Matts going to be here today," Meryl said as I entered the room with Vash. "Today I was hoping we'd all go have lunch together and have Matt get to know you Vash and maybe we all can get to know Candy here better." Meryl smirked with that last statement turning and putting a plate of muffins on the table. "I know its not donuts but their still good." Nodding I sat down taking one and placing it on the plate in front of me. Milly came and placed a big thing of oat meal in front of us and they both sat down. "Eat up, we've got another long day ahead of us." I picked up the bowl beside me and put a lot of oat meal in the bowl, then I poured the milk in it and picked up the spoon. Putting the spoon in the oat meal I brought it up to my mouth and began to chew it. My eyes feel upon Milly who smiled sweetly looking at us. I could tell behind that happy face that she was worried. Many cuz nobody knew but Wolfwood and her that she was pregnant. Now I really felt bad. Milly was going to end up living and raising a child by herself, a lost loves child. She had real problems and I was just a winny baby. I really wished that Wolfwood hadn't died. Milly was a lot like me in the fact I was sorta airheaded about a few things. Her heart was in the right place. I thought of this as I ate and conversed about myself to the two girls.
"Meryl is 25 so your not THAT young," Milly said which made me almost chock dropping my spoon.
"What?" I asked trying to figure out what was going on.
"I mean your not that far off our ages," Milly said.
"O," I said chuckling lightly. "Yeah, just turned 20 about 2 months ago actully so I'm not an old 20."
"Your so silly," Milly said. The way the woman smiled and laughed about it I couldn't help but laugh. Quietly I wished that Milly get what she needs to be truely happy in this life that girl deserved it. That's when Vash beside me seemed to stand up suddenly. Turning my head to look at him for the first time since we walked in the room. A serious look was painted across his face.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Someone is outside..." Vash said.
"...Knives is it Mr. Vash?" Milly asked. Turning to the window and getting up with Meryl to look outside. Vash stood there looking confused.
"Who is it Vash?" I asked. But thats when a cry from Milly interupted me as she rushed for the door. Meryl turned in shock.
"...I I thought he had died..." She muttered looking at Vash. "Vash, how could Wolfwood be alive? We...we saw him die..."
I dropped my spoon.