Author's note: PR is not belonged to me. I dedicated this chapter to my grandmother (the late) and my friends in high school. Monday will be the biggest battle on earth! The national exam! Let's rocket! Wish us luck!
--Lucky
"He was the one to be killed not the one to be saved!" The table was hit by Carlos in furious. "Or should I give you the title 'Traitor' ?" he snapped me once more. I saw flame in his eyes, I was in silence and keep my eyes on the ceiling. Trying to be so high and migthy in front of them all.
"Calm down, Carlos." Zhane cut the feud. "Ashley, can you tell me what did happen last night?" he then asked.
"Why did you let him go?" T.J added—from his tune I knew he was also mad at me. At least, less-mad than the jerk in black suite.
I inhaled first, "Okay."
When I started to tell the story, 4 of them were aiming fierceful glares at me—like a beast. I continued, "The point is I wanted to destroy the red ranger—I always wanna. But, I had let him die—fall to the outer-space, I would be disappointing my obsession to torture him. I didn't want him to die so fast, I haven't enjoyed torturing him. Do you get it?"
"Wow," T.J murmured in surprise.
"So you are obsessed to torturing him?" Zhane inquired.
Again, The jerk hit the table—mashed the table. I could easily saw his fist's mark on the table creating one milimeter deep.
Before, I spoke up again, the jerk walked towards and pointed his index finger to my eyes. "You,"he said. "Don't use your obsession to be an excuse of this mission."
His eyes flickered to mine, "do not even think that you can handle him easily. Because, you are not strong enough." He put his finger down and left the hall to somewhere I didn't know.
I still got my eyes on him—in furious.
My eyelids never been this heavy before. I was sleepy but I promised that I wouldn't go to sleep. I had been counting cups of coffee I had drunk. There were six—in grande size. I drooped myself in chair then without any permissions, my eyelids were getting heavier and closed.
I jumped on to another flashback.
"thanks dear,"the old lady said to me as she grabbed a glass of milk from my hand. She takes a gulp of it, then smiling at me, "I used to babysit you, but Today is different."
I smile back to her, "It's both my duty and pleasure to take care of you, grandma." I kiss her forehead, she kisses mine back. A single tear comes down to her cheek, "you are growing up. It seems like yesterday ,I taught you to walk and speak...now, look at you," she holds both of my arms. Her eyes throw a proud gaze at me—which I think, I shouldn't deserve it. "You are a beautiful and strong woman, Ashley." She continued.
"Well,"i said. "Thanks to you, grandma. I got it all from you."
Her smiles are getting wider, she reaches me to hug her oldest grand daugther. "Ashley,"she whispers, "I'm proud of you."
"It's my own proud to have a wonderful grandmother like you." I admire her. She loses her hug and then cups my face with her pale white hands.
"Where is your friends anyway? Car-Carlisle...how's he doing?" she asked a light question—actually, it is not light either.
"It's Carlos," I correct her. "It's hard to explain grandma. They've been kidnapped. Andros and I are going to save them. Do not worry."
She then takes a look at me with a graceful stare. "Andrews?"
I correct her again, "Andros," an old person sure has a bigger tendency in lack of hearing things I guess.
"Yeah, Andros. He's with you, all the time."
I speechless for a second, "Ye, yea..." nervous, I inhale to set me calm, "we are just the ones who survive...we-we..."
She cuts me, "I see something between you two."
"What?" I respond involuntarily.
She giggled and gives me back the glass which is empty now. "Just let me tell you," she speaks, "he is a shy guy. The clue is when he shows you his favorite music..."
Before continuing, she covers herself in blanket. All her saying are a mumble to my ears, "...he is in love with you." I stand here in my bed room full of people. I think it is not a proper conversation that we should have. But, thank god. They are resting in sleep. I wish they do not hear anything.
"Okay, good night grandma." I said to her. She doesn't answer, it is easy for her to fall down in sleep. Remembering of my partner, I think I should check him on the cockpit. In case, he needs my help.
As I head back to the cockpit, I hear someone says to me, "good night too, Ashley." I turn back again and blush. She hears it all. I put a grin and thank her, "thanks adelle. Good night, sleep tight."
She replies with a giggle. It is embarassing.
I get into the cockpit and I see a guy with pony tail are busying him self into something, "Busy?"I ask, tapping his shoulder. He points to the ship panel, "We carry about 20 survivors and I need to gain the speed to reach KO-35 in a brief time before we got caught."
I rolled my eyes."You are too panic, Andros."
"No I am not," he disagrees, "I should be this panic."
"Okay," I said back, "Is there anything I can do for you, buddy?" I ask him nicely.
He stop pressing the panel and remain silence for a second. "Just go to sleep, Ash." He suggests. Aw, that is rude. He speaks again to avoid the misunderstanding, "I didn't mean to...I mean, I know you haven't slept for days. You should take a rest."
"But, you haven't either." I reply—with a little snapping tone. "Okay, but I guess there is no rooms left. They've been occupied with 20 survivors. I guess I ca...."
"My room is empty," he responds fast, "you can use it."
I glance at him, when his deep green eyes flicker to mine I took of my glance and starting to look around. What a fool. "Well, thanks," I leave him alone in a cockpit. "Good night."
"Good night." He answers, "DECA how long will we be on the planet KO-35?"
"Approximately in the next 50 hours."
"DECA..."
He keeps asking and busying himself. I still can hear him yells out command to the computer as I am heading to my room to grab and change my clothes first before I go to sleep to Andro's.
In Andro's room, it is different from any others room—guys' especially. The room is tidy like it's never been in use before. Yes, he never sleeps—he is busying himself with his heroic idealism--One thing that the stubborn guy never give up. Despite of his point of view, he is an outstanding leader...and crush.
I lay my body to the bed and my head to the soft red pillow. I can even smell him on his own bed. Although he almost never sleep on it, I wonder why his scent are lingering on his bed. And his scent is...strawberry? Weird.
I close my eyes and trying to sleep.
A half an hour, an hour, the next one hour...I realize that I can not sleep anymore. Maybe I've been suffered from insomnia. I swear to God, I've never suffered from any kinds of disease including Insomnia...even a flu.
Then the door is opened, that catch my attention. I set my upper body up to see who breaks into the room.
"I think I should take a sleep." Andros appears." I was tired."
"Andros."I say in shock.
"Do not worry I understand if you don't want me to share bed with you." He says. It actually hurt my feeling. I just give him a short reply then, "Okay" then heading back to sleep. While andros is sleeping in the couch.
I almost drop tears. I wonder if It's me or him who act like a bitch or jerk. Then he calls me,
"Ash,"
"What?" I answer him in unstable mood.
"I guess you haven't sleep since the last 2 hours,"he says. I do not get any ideas from him. I put my 'Whatever' face to him. "So?"
He pulls out a red tiny tube with a shiny black screen surrounding it from the drawer. He comes toward me and place something in to my ears, i think it is a spy ware or something. He puts the same other to in his ear. Then he pulls back my shoulders with his hands gently so that my head touch the pillow. He leans on me.
"Sleep,"he whispers. And, the song begin to playing. An acoustic calming melody pops out.
Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will
"This songs always reminds me of you,"he whisper back in my ear. I stare at him for a long time without blinking. The music is still playing in the background.
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday
And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
He kisses me, gently. I feel flame all-over my body Although, this is not our first kiss, but this one is very meaningful for me—for both of us. We are now more than friends. I trace his neck and rub his jaw to cheeks gently and kiss him back. Passionately.
though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now
I am lucky to be in love with him.
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend...
I am under his spell. As he gives me the second strike of kiss. I fall asleep.
P.S : Woah! I've been planing to write this chapter for a long time. And voila! I'm loving it. It is just simply romantic. I think the song, "Lucky" is very suitable song for both of Ashley and Andros. It is innocent but meaningful--just like their lovelife. At least, Andros and I have a same taste of music...great! I hope he has some Adele's songs on his playlists. What I describe about the tube is his iPod...not an iPod exactly. LOL!
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