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Ahem, now on to this chapter. This is from Nami's P.O.V (which was extremely hard to write) and basically about how Jack promised her she could stay with him and then proposing to Muffy. Simliar to Celia's but I tried to make it as differnt as possible Enjoy! And Thank you!
I have nothing to say to him. Nothing at all.
No words known to mankind could express the hatred, sadness, jealousy, and brokenness I feel when I see him strolling down these aged paths that I once walked long ago, with that damn smile plastered across his handsome features. No, not handsome. …Pathetic features.
More than once, I have felt the urge to strike my hand across his flawless perfection and scream every curse I know at him (The moon-shaped crescents from my fingernails digging into the callused palm of my hand can vouch for my evil desires if needed proof.) but somehow I always just walk by, my anger once again bottled up.
I want him the feel the pain and sorrow he put me through so many times. Making promises he could not and never will keep, raising my God damn spirits only to shoot them down again, and many other things he did that I wish not to remember.
I just want to put him through the same amount of torture he forced me to go through. Is that so wrong? Wanting justice for his actions?
Jack said he loved me and yet I never received the said feather that these people call a proposal.
She got it.
The girl with the Broadway style hairdo and model worthy body that star singers would be jealous of. The girl who toiled behind the bar counters all day and put on way too much make-up for her face to look perfectly natural.
In short, the girl who was not me.
Muffy could have had her pick from any guy in the valley if she just batted her freaking long eyelashes twice and yet she choose Jack. MyJack.
I suppose I can never put a claim on him, since he is human and free to make his own choices, but I cannot deny the fact that I thought of him as mine. I thought that our late night walks, silent conversations, and talks about farming meant something to him that was more than friendship.
He must have seen it differently.
I saw us as an item the day he came down the beach and told me that I could live with him until I got back on my feet.
Jack saw us as friends that would never live past the time he found that special someone. He saw those words as just meaningless promises of comfort that amounted to nothing.
I saw him as the one guy in the world that I could ever cry, yell, or laugh in front of. The only one I could open up to.
He saw me as a mere friend who harbored a deep crush on him beyond the silly school-girl level. I don't actually know if he knew that I liked, liked him, but I think he got the message that I wanted us to be at least past friendship level.
And then he had to go and makes probably the dumbest mistake of his life; propose to another girl while still leading the other three on. Yes, I knew about his constant flirting with Celia, Muffy, Lumina, and me. I saw the charming smiles he threw over his shoulder when he thought I wasn't looking, the amounts of flowers disappearing from the field and strangely appearing in the one of the girl's hands, and the supposedly "friendly" chats he had. …If you can call leaning in really close to that girl and twirling a strand of her hair around your finger, friendly and innocent.
In truth, I didn't mind the competition. None of the girls were really catty per say. Well, Lumina was a bit more defensive and Muffy was more of a flirt, but beside that we all accepted one another.
We all lined up at the starting line, our eyes set on the handsome boy, no, man at the end and waiting to be given the "Ready, set go!" We all ran at the same pace, not trying to trip one another or anything as Jack seemed to encourage us all with his hollow words. (They weren't hollow at the time, but they are now.)
We girls all knew that there could only be one winner and some of us even went out of our way to make sure he picked them.
We all ran the race, and yet Muffy was the only one who received the prize. The rest of us were left heartbroken and panting at the finish line while she went off to live her fairytale happy life with the prize we all wanted.
That's what I get, I suppose. My pathetic heart led me on to believe that he was that special one and ended up taking me in the completely wrong direction. While he sauntered down Muffy's lane, blue feather in hand, I was left alone at a dead end in the forgotten path I call love. The familiar heart wrenching loneliness and pettiness returning to me full force just like all the other times.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't expect him to be different. I did, and I guess that's what hurts the most. Knowing that he did have the qualities to be my dream guy and then falling for someone else…
Have you ever had someone you loved taken from you suddenly? Not by death or anything but by someone else? Do you remember that feeling? Well, that's what I'm going through right now.
I gotta say, my life sucks.
I have no more money to pay for a room at the Inn, I can't put Ruby and Tim out of money like that, I'm heartbroken, and I have literally no one to turn to. My only real friend in this village in Gustafa and I cannot ask him if I could stay at his place. One, his hut is barely big enough for one and two, what am I suppose to say to him? "Hey, my ex-crush got with another girl and dumped me from a place to live so could I stay here?" The last thing I want is to let everyone in the village know that I'm poor and that I had a crush on Jack. (Emphasis on had.)
I suppose I could still ask to stay with Jack, I mean he did promise me, but I could not bear to watch him and Muffy be all lovey-dovey. I would have someone kill before I had to lay witness to that. Plus, I don't want to be the stupid third wheel. It's either the second wheel or alone.
So… I'm leaving.
I've never stayed in any place longer than a year anyways and the call of traveling just keeps pulling me back. I love feeling the freedom underneath my feet and the feel of nothing tying me down. No strings holding me back, just complete open space.
I'll admit that I was pretty pathetic to think that I could ever stay in Forget-Me-Not valley. I mean, I'm me, the world traveler. I could never settle down, no matter how nice a guy is to me.
Tim, Ruby, and Rock might miss for a day or two, but they'll get over it and find another, kinder, traveler who actually has the money to stay here forever. As for the rest of the guy,...they'll get over it. I'll soon be a forgotten memory whispering in the wind whenever someone says my name. Jack probably doesn't even remember my name by now.
If I said that I was happy to leave, I'd be sorta lying. In true honesty, I loved it here. You got the right amount of freedom, people that weren't so judgmental, and a safe refuge that was untouched by darkness' hands.
If given the choice, I would probably stay.
But that choice was ripped away from the day she said "Yes."
I can't cope with living here every second if I'm haunted by the gifts I once had within my reach but failed to grasp. I don't think I could handle seeing Muffy and Jack walk down merrily down these roads, so lost in pure love. I can't manage smelling the intoxicating aroma of Ruby's cooking wafting into my room and not think of all the small dishes Jack once made for me. The magic grass red and blue flowers that I use to love watch bloom in the middle of fall now only remind of the bouquets Jack handed to me on that sunset bathed beach.
I'm sorry to all of those who care for me, but I cannot live in a village where every little thing reminds of the love I lost. Maybe in a few years I can come back and face my fears, but for now I'm leaving.
I can feel the wind tossing my messy red locks around and shifting the rucksack of my possessions I have slung over my back. Every step I take seems to remind of me of him and the competition I lost.
This will be my last moment in Forget-Me-Not valley. My last chance to tell him my feelings for him, even if they are mutual. If I tell him, at least I'll get that idiotic closure everyone says I need.
Of course, the stupid girlish giggles coming from Jack's farmhouse make me turn around and continue to stalk away. I do not want to tell him with Muffy there trying to sympathize all of her tragic heartbreaks with my one.
Maybe I'll tell him if I come back. Maybe…
One last longing look at the house that I wish I could live in, just ends up breaking my heart more. I wish… No, strike that. I don't wish for anything; I have everything I could possibly want right here with me.
I have nothing to say to him.
…Actually, strike that. I do have one pathetic line I would like to state before I depart. I will not be here to see their oh so happy wedding as the two parade around with those damn freaky smiles on their faces. So, I guess I should say it now.
Goodbye, Jack. I hope you live a happy live, cause I sure won't.
A/N: So? How was it? Good, bad, horrible, sucked so much that you got sick, made you cry? Just push that little blue button down there that's just telling you to push it and tell me. Come on! You know you want to...
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Next Chapter will probably be Lumina's side. Title: Torn Freedom (still in the works) And thank you all againf or the reviews!