Chapter 7: A Nightmare
The spiky haired hero walked up to her with a
smile on his face, "I'm back. I finally finished was I was done
with…Tifa."
Her face was red, excitement rushed through her
body, a long forgotten smile came across her lips. He was back for
her, he came back.
"Tifa…"
another voice rang from behind her.
She turned around with
confusion on her mind and face. The handsome mysterious man, flowing
dark brown hair, dressed in crimson. He reached out to her with a
cold gold color metal hand. She looked in his eyes and became
entranced.
"Tifa?"
questioned the blond spiky haired hero.
She looked over at him,
her childhood love. He wasn't lost any more. She could tell by his
blue eyes. Tifa was confused. She fell to her knees. Both men
approached her. The Hero and the monster.
"Why would she want to be with a monster like you!" Shouted the spiky haired hero.
"It's better to be with someone that has gone through the same pain," the Scarlet eyed man yelled. "I didn't run off with another girl, nor did I runaway to find myself after that girl died."
"But,
you are missing something," the hero smirked. "You're a
monster. Why they hell would she ever love you."
Vincent woke up in a sweat. He was afraid… he's never afraid. Did he make the right move with Tifa? Will she still love him? Or is he too much of a monster to gain her love. How could he get a beauty like her? Her beauty match Lucrecia's and he never got her love, that was stolen by Hojo. Tifa's love will be stolen by Cloud.
'I am just an unlovable monster,' He thought to himself. 'I won't give up so soon, though.'
Tifa woke up from a terrible dream. Her shirt was sticking to her body soaked in sweat. She has these feelings for Vincent, but she still had feelings for Cloud. She sat in bed with the sheets wrapped around her. She was scared. Questions came running through her mind. 'What if Cloud comes back? What would she do about Vincent? Would she still stay with him? Or Run back to Cloud? Cloud was the one that left her… he only thinks of her as a sister. It was her fault that everyone in Nibelhim hated Cloud too. They blamed him for her getting hurt. What should she do?'
She became dizzy from all the questions and thoughts and passed out on her bed. The Sheets covering half of her body. Her head missed a pillow and was on the mattress.
She awoke again her head was on a pillow and the blankets were wrapped around her. Was that freak out she had a dream? She sat up and looked around. And Spotted Yuffie.
"What's going on?"
She questioned Yuffie.
"Whew! You are okay! I came and here
knocking on the door and there was no answer. Luckily I switched our
keys last night, when you were out with you know who. So I came to
see if you where still in here, and I found you on the ground with
your covers around you sweating like no other! I was so scared!"
Yuffie was explaining and shaking Tifa.
"Yuffie… Yuffie! Stop shaking me!" she shouted and Yuffie stopped. "I just had a nightmare. And wait! How did you know I was out with him!"
Yuffie smirked, "You aren't that sneaky Tifa and no one is sneakier then me! So did you do it with him?"
"WHAT!" Tifa's
face turned red. She become flustered at the memory of her walking
in the room when he was changing before.
Yuffie sighed, "There
is no fun in asking you questions if you haven't done anything!"
"It
was one night and one kiss of course there wasn't much." Tifa told
her.
"Well at least there was a kiss." Yuffie sighed again,
"Well hey we have today, tonight and half of tomorrow here.
Thehhehe."
Tifa sighed, after that
nightmare she had she didn't know what would happen next. Questions
flew through her head, what was she going to do should she live the
moment or wait.
There was a knock at the door. Yuffie went over to
answer it and Tifa wrapped herself in the blanket still being in just
a shirt.
"Hey there is some major talking in here go away!" Yuffie said opening the door, "Oh... it's you."
There was Vincent
standing there. He was dressed differently for once... well sort of.
He didn't have his head band or cape on.
Yuffie smirked, "Well
I'll leave you two be! And don't worry your secret is safe with
me."
She bounced out the door as Vincent entered. He stood there
looking at Tifa with his red eyes trying to read her. While she sat
there wrapped in the blankets tighter then before, her red-brown eyes
searching him and herself for an answer. What should she do?
"Tifa,"
he spoke at last...