Broken Wings

by Twilight PhoenixFyre

"Don't die, Lloyd... My son." Five words Lloyd shouldn't have heard. "I won't. I promise." Four words that Lloyd should never have been able to hold to, and yet... He did. Perhaps for the better... perhaps for the worst. Only time would tell. Except, time seemed to be something only Lloyd truly had to spare. (Rating is set to 'T' because of some dark themes in later chapters.)

16. Midnight Mourning

Broken Wings
N.W. 69
Midnight Mourning

Lloyd didn't need to ask what had happened the night that Zelos slipped into his room at the darkest hour possible, kicked off his boots, and slipped into the bed next to him as if he did it all the time.

Red hair spilled over Lloyd's shoulder, and he felt Zelos holding onto him like he was the redhead's last lifeline. Something the man had only done once in the past, and that... that had been after Seles had died.

Lloyd didn't say a word, didn't indicate that he'd been woken by Zelos opening the front door.

He simply laid there, a silent and willing shoulder for Zelos to cry himself to sleep on, because Lloyd knew he'd done the same thing when Lilia had passed away.

So long had Zelos spent at her bedside, so long spent watching her simply wasting away...

Sheena Fujibayashi was gone.