Theme #43: Shipwreck
I've had this drabble written out for ages, but have been to busy to type it up and post it until now. It's one of those fluffy/malodramatic/cliché drabbles, but I hope you guys enjoy it anyway.
Words: 213
“I was floating along innocent and carefree when, suddenly, they were taken from me. My parents and my memories, both snatched away in an instant by a careless stranger. I was shipwrecked on an unfamiliar island, and I had nobody to count on but myself.”
“As the years passed I learned how to survive with what little I had. At least I was alive. That’s what the doctors and the orphanage used to say, ‘You’re lucky to be alive’; but I didn’t feel very lucky. Sometimes I wished I had died with my parents, that they hadn’t left me all alone. I’m drowning in a sea of loneliness and I always will be.”
Usagi blinked, her cheerful smile fading as her mind absorbed his confession. When she had asked him why he looked unhappy she hadn’t expected such a tragic answer. Tears clouded her vision as she imagined the pain he must have gone through, the pain he was still going through. She threw herself at the young man almost knocking him off of the park bench and after an awkward moment he gently hugged her back.
“Don’t worry Mamo-chan,” Usagi’s fierce promise was muffled by his chest, “I’ll rescue you.”
“You already have, Usako,” he breathed into her hair, “You already have.”
Words: 213
“I was floating along innocent and carefree when, suddenly, they were taken from me. My parents and my memories, both snatched away in an instant by a careless stranger. I was shipwrecked on an unfamiliar island, and I had nobody to count on but myself.”
“As the years passed I learned how to survive with what little I had. At least I was alive. That’s what the doctors and the orphanage used to say, ‘You’re lucky to be alive’; but I didn’t feel very lucky. Sometimes I wished I had died with my parents, that they hadn’t left me all alone. I’m drowning in a sea of loneliness and I always will be.”
Usagi blinked, her cheerful smile fading as her mind absorbed his confession. When she had asked him why he looked unhappy she hadn’t expected such a tragic answer. Tears clouded her vision as she imagined the pain he must have gone through, the pain he was still going through. She threw herself at the young man almost knocking him off of the park bench and after an awkward moment he gently hugged her back.
“Don’t worry Mamo-chan,” Usagi’s fierce promise was muffled by his chest, “I’ll rescue you.”
“You already have, Usako,” he breathed into her hair, “You already have.”