Hey guys! So, now there have been a few people telling me that this story has nothing to do with the Legend of Zelda. It's an AU, so yeah :) But that got me down a bit, but hey, for you guys I will finish this story no matter how bad critics get! :D So anyway, thanks to destinyschild02, TheSunsetWolf, Amethyst 269, Darkblaze40, Hylian Knight, Bleachshowlover1, ShadowNinja1011, Hanyoualchemist1, Colleentj, ZeldaLinkFan, ZeldaFan, TheMysteriousDude and GameCivilization for reviewing! Thanks to BlueFrenchHorn97 for beta reading!
I thought of Link, a lot. It was like my brain was having a duel with my heart. My brain said 'No Zelda! He hurt you so bad! He cheated on you!' but my heart screamed 'You love him! And he loves you! Let him explain!' It was awful, and I felt very confused. It honestly felt like a piece of my heart was missing. It had been a week, and in the beginning Link would come beg at the door and Midna would yell until he went away. He stopped doing that once Midna had threatened she would call the police if he didn't leave. I had asked Midna multiple times if I could see my cell phone to listen to my voice mail and see if Link had left a message. But, of course, Midna always said no. She was so protective, it could drive me crazy. But I kind of understood. She just didn't want me to get hurt again.
Today, she had decided I could be left alone so when she went out with Sheik to get some groceries. I saw my chance. I know where she had hidden my phone so I walked over to the draw I saw her putting it in and took my phone out. I switched it on and dialled the number of my voicemail. I had eighty seven messages. With a nervous feeling I decided to listen to the last three. The first two were him begging for forgiveness. But the last one stopped my heart for a moment.
"Zelda, I know that you probably will never forgive me, but please, I just want to explain you honestly what happened, please. That's all I ask. If you let me explain, I'll leave you alone. I know Midna practically is holding you locked up there, but please. Good, I'll leave you alone then. Bye." I was shocked by how tired and hopeless he sounded.
I sighed, because I didn't know what to do. I wanted to hear what he had to say, but on the other hand I didn't even want to know it. It was utterly confusing, I can tell you. After a long time thinking, I made a hard choice. I inhaled deeply, standing by what I was going to do. I dialled his number and sighed.
"Zelda?" he said, his voice cracking and sounding hopeful.
"I'm willing to listen," I said coolly, "but not on the phone."
"Ok, where do you want to meet?" he asked.
I thought for a second. "My apartment," I decided.
"Ok. I'll meet you there," he said, and he hung up.
I inhaled and exhaled deeply again. My mind was screaming that I was doing everything wrong, but my heart felt a little bit better. I felt very nervous. What reasonable explanation could he possibly have? When I would wonder it out loud, Midna would just say that it was probably some stupid cliché explanation about the wrong place wrong time. Sheik would just shrug and look away. Poor Sheik, it must felt even more horrible for him, having to betray his best friend. He did it all for Midna. They really fit well together.
I decided it was time to go to my place to wait for Link. I took my key that was still in my jacket from that night and entered my apartment. I sat down on my couch and looked around. My apartment looked dusty, and I made a note to myself that I really should clean here soon. I glanced at the pictures of Malon, Saria and me. They were probably worried about me. It had been days since I had let them know something. And they really should know what happened. I made another note that I should do that too very soon. After a few minutes of thinking my thoughts were interrupted by someone knocking at my door.
My belly, having that stupid nervous ache, was driving me mad. I inhaled and opened my door. He looked shocked at my appearance, and I looked shocked about his. He looked even more awful then when I last saw him. I didn't think that was possible, but apparently, it was. He had even baggier eyes, and his blond hair was one big bush of tangles. He luckily had change his clothes, but they weren't really fitting together. I, by the look of his face, probably didn't look any better. I did have tangled hair, I probably smelled horrible and I hadn't got any proper sleep for a week.
"Come in," I said, trying to sound as cool as I did on the phone, but actually having to look at him made it much harder.
"Thanks," he said, trying to hide the hint of happiness that was audible in his voice.
We sat down on the couch, keeping a clear distance away from each other.
"So…" I said, "go on."
He sighed. "Ok. First of all, Zelda, I want you to know how sorry I am that I even dared to hurt you. It was never my intention to ever hurt you in our relationship. I was a complete fool and I just was very stupid and selfish. I don't even properly know what I was thinking. But let me explain what happened exactly. Remember, that I would never lie to you, and right now, I'm also not going to do that. So I was waiting for you to come over and when I heard someone knock on the door I assumed it was you. Well, it wasn't. It was Ruto, a girl I knew from when we were younger, and well, she always had had a crush on me. But I hadn't seen her in a very long time, so I was surprised when I saw her. She basically threw herself into my apartment, so I couldn't really ask her to go away because I knew you would be there soon. I thought she wanted to talk about I don't know, high school memories or something but no. She said that she had seen me with a girl who was too pretty according to her. I told her that it was probably you, my girlfriend."
I carefully listened to everything he said, but couldn't notice the tone he gave to the word girlfriend. I nodded, and he continued.
"So, she started to be all like; 'What? But Link, you can't have a girlfriend, because I like you! You know that.' And well, I knew she had a crush on me, but she sounded all insane. I told her that I had you, and that I had told her multiple times before that I would never have feelings for her. But she ignored that and jumped on me and started kissing me. I was well, startled, but when I heard you left I freaked out. I yelled at her and called her awful names, and I almost threw her out of my apartment. I ran behind you, but you had already gone into the elevator. Then Ruto started to slow me down, and well. I almost slapped her… I had to stop you to know what happened. I ran down the stairs but you had already disappeared…"
I repeated every word he had said in my head and thought for quite a long time. So it was a wrong place wrong time thing… Midna was right. But on the other hand, she also told me that Ruto was crazy and obsessive with Link. Midna, she would be so mad if she would found out what I was doing. It wouldn't take too long before she and Sheik arrived at her apartment to find out I was gone. And I figured it wouldn't take them long to start looking here. But I still didn't know what to reply to Link…
"I know it's probably the most stupid excuse you have ever heard but please Zelda, say something," Link pleaded.
I sighed. "It sounds a bit cliché," I said, using Midna's words. "You know, with the wrong place wrong time. But Midna also told me how crazy Ruto could be. And well, she kind of stalked me. I had seen her twice before I saw her… here."
"She stalked you? Why didn't you tell me?" Link exclaimed. "Sorry, it doesn't matter, please continue."
I nodded. "I kind of understand that you couldn't really help it when she, well, 'jumped you'. And I think I believe you, most of it. It's still hard to understand everything, you know?"
He nodded in agreement. "I know that it's hard and that I probably have the lamest excuse ever, but I love you Zelda. I really do. I just want you to know that. And if you never want to see me again, I understand that, and I'll respect that."
I swallowed hard and smiled. He said he loved me. I knew he did, but hearing him saying it again, made me happy. I would try my best to forgive him; I really would, but not quite just yet.