This is my first Lost fanfiction. Please tell me what you thought. I'm really nervous submitting this so any comment would be nice. Thanks.
She didn't understand why things turned out the way they did. Why she was
sitting all alone in the humid jungle wiping away the tears he caused. Why she couldn't
just tell him the truth for once in her life. Why she continued to run from the one thing
she wanted the most. Her whole life was full of mistakes, things she could never erase.
When they crashed here Jack said it was a chance to start over but she had screwed up
again. Her father told her she could never do anything right and she was starting to think
it was true. The kiss, that perfect kiss was the one thing right in her life, but she ruined
that too. Se ruined it by running away. She just wanted to stay in his arms but it was
overshadowed by her instinct to run. Sawyer was right a tiger doesn't change its stripes.
Running was a part of who she was, and she couldn't change that, no matter how much
she wanted to. She took the small airplane out of her pocket and fingered it in her hands.
It was a constant reminder of who she was. She wasn't a woman madly in love with a
handsome doctor, but a criminal, a murderer. She would push Jack away like she did with
everything she cared about. Despite how she felt for Jack she would run into Sawyers
arms, the only safe option. She stood up from the log she was sitting on, drying the salty
tears that were slowly falling down her freckled cheeks. "Goodbye Jack." She whispered
into the wind before running away, turning her back on everything she loved.