Book 3: Heart Strings

Chapter 11: Why didn't I?

Heart Strings

Chapter 11

Why didn't I?

Tyla sniffed the air and looked around the area for a moment. She could definitely smell Suna, she definitely came out to use the bathroom. Yet here Tyla was still looking around rather than following tracks. Perhaps this was her chance to...talk to her dad.

"So...Macaque told me a few things about you when you were younger." Wukong didn't look pleased about how the conversation was going. "Said you were nice back then. Then...something happened and you grew angry."

"They kidnapped a lot of the world, demons. Including our monkey brothers and sisters...all of them...every last one." He looked at Tyla who looked amazed.

"Yeah that's a good reason to be angry." Tyla mumbled

" I found a way to save them, bring them back out of the nether realm. But doing so created sparks along the worlds surface. There are more monkeys like me...at least four more that I know of. Macaque being one of them." Tyla smiled as she pointed to one of the branches on a tree.

"But what about the romance?" Wukong's fur bristled, but smoothed out realizing that Tyla wasn't really paying attention to the way this story might have made him feel. She wasn't trying to annoy him and dig. She really just wanted to know. He opened his mouth to answer.

"He told me...that he ran away from us when he saw me and Raya. He said he did it because we weren't his." She looked hurt by this, she turned to look at him. "I wish...he had stayed. I wish you two could have had what Raya and Jin would have had." She shook her head and swallowed hard trying not to cry.

Wukong cleared his throat and took Tyla's hand.

"If it weren't for us...he would have stayed. I'm sorry..." she was blaming herself and he couldn't have that. He reached up running his fingers through her hair.

"They really butchered it didn't they?" Meaning the Golem that shredded her hair. She nodded her head. "One of the other females put some braids in it. It looks...nice." She said

She opened her mouth to ask something but she stopped every time she tried. He cleared his throat.

"Come on out with it." He had a feeling it had something to do with Macaque. He was wrong.

"What are the chances...that I might find someone?" She asked. "I don't know what I could do?"

The answer never came. As she saw the look on Wukongs face drain. He ran forward past Tyla. She was mad for a moment till she spotted why he had run. She saw Macaque's form. Wukong arms wrapped around his former lover and looked around at him. The knife sticking from his back caused Tyla's skin to crawl.

"Thats Red Sons dagger." Having seen it in his belt loop a lot over the passing years.

"But Why?"

"I knew I shouldn't have betrothed MK and Red Son..." Wukong jumped up to carry Macaque back toward camp.

"Is it wise to move him? It could cause the wound to get worse." She asked him as she followed.

"Yes...Tang is that way and..." Tyla sniffed the air and looked around at the cliff. She snatched a piece of blue cloth and looked at Wukong.

"Suna's shirt..." She looked over the edge of the cliff. "Hello!" She called out. There was a soft whimper.

"They fell." Wukong said.

"I'll jump down and find them. You take other dad back to Tang."

"Tyla he's not..."

"Look dad. I love you to pieces I really do, but he's apologized and realized that he fucked up...you seriously need to forget him and stop acting like you have a stuck up you..."

"Tyla!" Wukong growled out. "I do not..."

"You're holding him rather tight..."

"Who the hell made you matchmaker?" Wukong turned to leave her. Tyla turned and began to climb down the side of the cliff.