Chapter 2: My Angel
Far away. Distant. That was all he ever knew…until a year ago. That cruel twist of time was tearing through him now more than ever. Time can't heal wounds like the ones in Bryce's mind. The world here was always too dark, too cold. Nothing here ever felt welcoming…not like her. That moment he decided to carry a lone traveler home. She opened his heart like no one could. He could tell her anything without fear or regret. She wasn't like the rest of her kind from those eyes, those warm, loving amethyst eyes. That's why Bryce gave her that name, Violet. The differences in any world are what give it character, depth. That beautiful Lucario was his ultimate wish… a friend that cared about him and liked him for who he was. His family was distant; he never felt a connection to them. Bryce never had any friends except for Shadow and Violet, but they were both gone. One dead, the other too far away. Much too far away. The place he wanted her was in his arms. All the times before Violet, before a real friend, weren't as bad as this. Every day, it was just pain. Nothing gave him happiness or love like she did. Bryce needed her now more than ever. That wonderful being that filled his soul…his angel. The tears covered the concrete on the back porch in the night, as they always did every night.
"Violet…if I could have anything…it would be you…" he softly said.
This is Bryce's POV two months after Violet left. Will they see each other again?