Trysti and Roys Journey (12) Part Two

-> Trysti's p.o.v
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I woke up from the worst pain in my head I have ever felt in an effing lifetime. My stomach felt like I was hit by a train. Yeah it was painful, not physically but mentally.

I opened my eyes, straining them to make out the shapes in front of me. I can't believe I have passed out more than my companions together, jeez I am weak.

I finally was able to find Roy several feet from where I was, back turned towards me and shirtless. He was breathtaking, not as breathtaking as he was last year. But I no longer feel the lust I did when I saw him. It was hurtful, I guess it explains my stomach.

"You should have left me to fend for myself. You are wasting your time." I said hoarsely.

"Maybe you're right." he said turning around, but not looking at me. It hurt to hear him say that but, at least he was honest. "Maybe not." He said walking towards me, squatting to untie his shirt that was wrapped around my arm. He turned to pull some leaves off a rock and placed them on my deep wound, it stung but then it went numb.

We shared nothing for the next few minutes.

I decided to break the awkward silence. "What were you dreaming about?" I asked, avoiding eye contact.

He paused from straightening his leaf bed and looked down. then he said, "Is it your business?"

I was shocked at what he said. "It is if you had to pull a ninja on me, don't you think I have a right to know why you hit me?"

He turned to look at me puzzled. "I hit you?" he asked in disbelief.

I answered with a nod.

"How come you didn't wake me up?" He asked, calmly.

"Believe me, I tried everything to wake the man made of steal." I scoffed.

"This is funny to you?" He asked but before he could answer he started again, "I could have beat the fuck out of you!" He was officially irritated. 'shit' I thought rolling my eyes.

" Look I am alive!" I yelled at him.

He muttered several things under his breath that I couldn't make out.

"If you tell me what you dreamed about I could help you through this." I said calmly.

"It is none of your business, I can deal with his on my own." He said.

"Can't you just tell m-"

"No! Okay? Just- just stay out of this!" And then he stormed off.

I stood to go the opposite way, hoping I could find some fucking dead rabbit to munch on besides bark.

I limped, clutching my wounded arm, heading towards a dead tree that held on by its roots. I climbed to the lowest branch, holding on to its broken bark.

I decided to sit there and, well, you know pout, like a child that didn't get his Popsicle before dinner.

-> Roys p.o.v
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I pushed my way past the trees and bushes, refusing to look back, refusing to tell Tryst my own personal business. Why would she bother after all she has pressed me through? Its like she doesn't want me there anymore.

but the real thing is, do I want to be there? I couldn't find myself searching for the answer. My veins brewed with strong anger, pain, and loss. Flashbacks of my nightmare that seemed so real...

Stop! I yelled to myself. I can't reverse my dream, never...

I kept on jogging past the broken trees, my broken relationship.

How can anyone deal with this? the person you have loved, that made you worry that you would wake up and find that they are gone, that they weren't here with you safe.

How can anyone let go of the one that they made love to, created a relationship that would take more than a mountain to break.

Oh trysti... what have I done? How could I do this to her? this was all my fault, I can't go back, afraid that I will hurt her like I did in my dream...

I shook my head hard, refusing to remember the dream.

I forced my legs to keep going, thought hey were tired and my body was shaking from running so long.

-> Trysti's p.o.v
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I gave the situation a good thought. This was all my fault, in a moment where he needed me more I pushed him away, pushed him to his limit.

I understood why he wouldn't tell me about his dream, he was afraid of what I would think. But I would do anything to keep him secure and abled to trust me.

I climbed from my tree and began to head back to the direction that I had come from, back to the campsite, back to where Roy would be, back to where I would fix everything.

I began to Run, denying that MY ankle was screaming at me. I had to fix what I did, I had to fix it or I would be lost in a world where I only think true love is.

I was to be with Roy, and he was to be with me. I wouldn't let him go. He is the only one that knows what I went through. He was there for me.

I began to sob, knowing that he would probably not feel the same way.

"Roy!" I cried aloud, but not loud enough because there was no answer.

I ran faster, limping in some places. I couldn't let him go, it would be too hard, to see him leave me.

I tripped falling to the ground. I couldn't stand it hurt too much. I couldn't let myself force more pain on me.

I laid there, crying harder, I gave up. Defeat seemed to be my only choice. He was gone. I pushed him away. It was all myfault.

I let him slip away.

I would never get a chance to ever had what I had with him. And now he was gone. My reason to live was forced from me by me. I let it happen.

I shoked out billions of tears. I have never cried so hard before. And I had a reason to cry. Crying was my only comfort, my only reason to stay alive.

"Thixy... thixy..." The sound was only a muffled cry. I cried even harder because I was imagining it.

"Trysti..." A deep voice called, I lifted my head in disbelief, managing to strain my ears to hear it.

"Trysti!" It was Roy! He was looking for me! He wanted me.

"Roy!" I choked out, standing to my feet stomping on my ankle, I was in charge now.

I ran towards the voice, funning faster and faster.

Suddenly I broke through the trees seeing Roy was looking around.

"Roy..." I said softly still crying.

He turned his head at me. He was crying, actually crying.

I ran towards him, limping like a sick puppy.

He ran towards me and lifted me into the air hugging me tightly.