Slayers Fan Fiction ❯ Never Thought I'd Miss You... ❯ Chapter 1

Never Thought I'd Miss You…

Purin-chan: Yay my first attempt at a Slayers fic! I originally hadn't planned on writing very many angst fics but the genre just kinda…grew on me. It's an easy one to do now, which makes writing humors turn out to be hard x.o. Well, this story is from Lina's POV.

Disclaimer: Look in one of my other fics. I wrote it in one of them.

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What's wrong with me?
I am Lina Inverse, the beautiful sorcery genius. I don't cry. I don't mourn over the death of a loved one…
Was he even a loved one to begin with?

I shifted into a different position, leaning my back against the solid cold stone and hugging my knees to my chest. My tears now fell freely from my eyes. I am alone…he left me all alone…
A small giggle escapes my pale lips. How peculiar, just a few days ago I was blasting bandits to oblivion, and now I'm here crying over him. …Crying?
I absent-mindedly wipe the tears from my eyes, accidentally smudging dirt across my cheek. I then scowl and attempt to wipe it off, but instead end up getting more on my face. My eyes wander around the empty graveyard. Everyone had left about an hour ago, but I'm still here…sitting on the earth he is buried under…
A breeze suddenly blows by. I hug myself and shiver, falling forward and curling up into a ball, allowing the rain to patter against my white cheeks.
I then begin to claw at the ground, screaming "Take me with you! Don't leave me here by myself!" My breath consisted of short gasps as the mud stained my black dress, making it uncomfortable and heavy.
I felt warm arms wrap around me from behind.
"Please don't do this Lina-san…" It's Sylphiel. "You must learn to go on living…"
What a hypocrite. She's crying too.
My nails are caked with mud and my own blood, though I don't feel any pain from it…
How could I? There is already a much bigger pain tormenting my very own soul.
"Sylphiel…"
"Yes, Lina-san?"
"I think I need some time to myself…"
She whimpers one last time before releasing me, then leaves.

I'm still here…
It's now dark outside. Why can't I leave???
Is it his soul, or his memory that is keeping me here?
You must learn to move on…
Like that would be easy to do…
…I never really thought about my feelings for him before…
They just appeared a few days ago when I saw him on the floor in a pool of blood…
That image still haunts me…
Damn…is this what heartbroken means?
If it is, it sure hurts a lot.
I feel so alone now…
…..
Come back to me…
Please…
I'll be waiting here for you…
Because…
I think I love you…

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Purin -chan: Woah…dark and miserable… And I'll leave who "he" is up to you ^_^.

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