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split ends and memories- the concluding chapter
~Tate~
October 6th
This was the day Touko and I decided on, after so long of arguing about the weather and when it would be perfect, we settled on sooner than later. The last few months had been rushed, crazy, scrabbling to pull together even the simplest tasks. I was exhausted, Touko was getting impatient and worried, Black decided he wanted nothing to do with such romance, and Fletch proved more useless than a magikarp when it came to encouragement. Which made me wonder why I chose him to be my best man.
If this was nearly three years ago, Kayne would have been my best man in an instant, and the nagging guilt that I wanted him to be h
split ends and memories finale by w0lf--61, literature
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split ends and memories finale
~N~
Being ganged up on like that
I felt as though nothing in the world could have taken the weight off my chest in that particular moment. I was suffocating on my own regret and despair and wanting wanting wanting wanting Touko to love me like she did I just wanted.
I was selfish.
And until now, I never realized it. And all this time, I was thinking in my lonely solemn heart, that I was the one at fault that it was nothing but the inevitable for people to meet me with disdain. The whole region loathed every piece of my existence, who was I kidding anyways? I had blubbered out all of my most preciou
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(Two nights later)
~Black~
I was shouting into the night, arms spread wide as I flew through the sky, touching the clouds, feeling the stars closer than ever before. The moon was huge, the silver water of fountains in the amusement park dancing beneath us. Decatur was in front of me, holding on as tight as he could while Gliscor weaved in and out of the night sky. We had been practicing this the last couple days, and now together the three of us had it mastered.
I was lying down, gripping the tops of Gliscor's wings as he soared through the air. The wind was carrying him, so no flapping was needed until we wanted to lan
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~Touko~
I made it back to Unova not a day too late. It was all I could do to have Crypt teleport me back. That instant though felt like a lifetime, while I replayed the message that Fletch had given me in my head.
"We're at the hospital in Nimbasa." He had said. "No one knows if he's going to make it."
And now, tears soaking my face, I kissed Tate feverishly, trying to imagine that he was awake and kissing back. But he wasn't, he was barely breathing, and there was no other indication of life coming from his cold body. I had his face in my hands, tears soaking my lips, my chin, and cheeks.
"Wake up." I sobbed into his
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~N~
"She doesn't love me, she says." I grumbled bitterly to myself, walking stiffly back through the Unovan streets of Nimbasa. "She loves Tate, she says." I had never felt so mad before never so damaged.
Well I would just have to get used to it
Even so, the pain that strung up in me and cut like fishing wire on my tender heart made me cringe. Why did I do this to myself? Why did I purposefully fly Reshiram to the amusement park just to look at that stupid ferriswheel?
Two years ago! I cried in my head. Two years ago I lost Touko why was I still dreading? My eyes were wet with hate as I approach
split ends and memories chapter thirty by w0lf--61, literature
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split ends and memories chapter thirty
~Fletch~
Touko's mother called Cheren, and Cheren called the gym leader Elisa, and Elisa had seen us walking into this hotel today, and thus, she came racing across the city to deliver a message. Of course, she didn't know the significance of it, she was just assuming Touko was on a little vacation in Sinnoh or something and we wanted to know where she was. But no, this was life or death.
"Let's go!" I through a pokeball into the night sky and released my Zebstrika. Strong and fearless, rippling with muscle the pokemon stomped and snorted with excitement. All those former feelings of growing up on a farm came back to me and I hauled mysel