Chapter 37: A Captain And Her Ship {??? POV}
“It’s been 11 years since that day, we’ve never forgot Prue. How could we the memories we made, and had were what made us stronger. Yet her death still shook us in places that we never though it would.
But I believe through all this grief, and despair there something. Something so small that it’s hard to keep it in our grasps. Just like the day I met her, she was quiet yet had more to say about anything in this world. The things she said impacted us harder than anything else, even though she hint what she actually meant.
I knew the moment I met her, that our friendship would grow.
Friendship, I never really understood because I didn’t have anything. The things I did on my free time would worry or make you pity me. But I didn’t want that, I wanted to be seen like a person even with all the shit I put on.
Some people didn’t even thing I could feel this way but I’m human. She saw that even with the dumb things I put her though, she didn’t hate me. Like everyone else it would have been easier if she hated me, them, she wouldn’t have to deal with a person like me right. A lost soul wandering the darkness for too long.
But. I’m no longer lost.
She opened my eyes with ever encounter we had, no matter how little it was. I gained light in the dark place I was stuck in, the place I was so use to.
Could you believe it she was the light for me. But not a guardian angel, because they are force to help others and watch over there human. Prue. Prue was nothing like that, if she didn’t want to waste time with troublemaker like me then she would’ve left. Leave me to soon kill myself in the future.
But I don’t know what she saw or even found in me that made her stay. My good looks, no it was something in a place that had been falsely using.
My heart.
Cliché, I know I didn’t even think like that at first. But being around her, that’s the only word that I can come up with. Cliché .
Her dark brown hair that was never tied in a ponytail or even curled. Her hazel eyes that saw the world around her differently like she questions everything. Those pale cheeks and lips that I could never get enough of.
But her, as a person was what changed. She changed a lot everyday, first it was small but then it grew until…
Never mind.
It wasn’t into something bad but something she wasn’t use too. Where she felt emotions she wasn’t able to handle, yet she did act like they didn’t faze her. Trying to work around it, she learned where they came from a place we all know.
The heart.
Jordan, it started with him because of how much she tried to get Olivier and him together. She went out of her comfort zone, a safe place to get them happy.
Happy.
All the horrible event’s that came up she even tried to work through those obstacles even when they doubted it. She never did, it wasn’t in her nature at the time. There she came over the obstacle like a warrior in war, she became even stronger.
The people in her life loved her, to even lie to protect, but it’s there faults for not understanding Prue. She isn’t the type to settle for less, Prue had a feel that there was something wrong. Pushed all the horrible thoughts of what my happen she went forward.
To find the truth.
And died, no a death to grieve for, no. A death to honor, crazy, heartless I don’t care. She wouldn’t want us to cry and blame ourselves for this tragedy. That would only hurt her to the point of regret, why should we do that to her.
Make her suffer even more when she’s been suffering her whole life because of us. Lets end this here. No more crying, no more blaming, no more depression. Let us grow and honor the memories we spent with her, everyday we feel like giving up. Or giving in think about it your hurting Prue even more than you already did.
I won’t go back on my words, never. I was too late once, I won’t let my pitiful addiction take over me again. Or I may forget her, I can’t do that because.
“I love her too much.” I announced letting out all my emotions, even with the tears that came.
Everyone looked at me half in tears others stunned, but I didn’t care someone had to say it. I looked away from the relatives and friends of Prue who sat in front of me. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around. I met her eyes and she pulled me into a tight hug her arms around my back.
“I’m proud of you,” she whispered, but I didn’t want to say anything. All I could do was sob into her shoulder, as my tears rolled down her black coat.
I opened my eyes, as I pulled away from her, they stood behind her with smiles. They weren’t happy, nor were they fake, they were smiles of comfort. Something that I wanted everyone to have yet they were the only ones with this eyes.
“Jordan, Olivier. Thank you for allowing us to come to Prue’s Memorial”. I exclaimed still sniffing.
“Your always allowed to come you don’t need my permission”. Jordan placed a hand on my shoulder.
“Your speech was beautiful,” Oliver exclaimed kindly, his bangs were cut so I could see his sincere eyes.
“It was for her, I hope,” I paused covering my eyes with my hands. “She’s okay, in heaven”.
“She’s not in heaven,” I pulled my hands from my eye, as I looked at Olivier.
“She’s watching over us. Making sure were okay, that’s the Prue I know. She’s here”. Olivier proclaimed looking at us.
“She is,” Jordan, replied. I nodded and a smile came across my face.
“Whiskey Lover, isn’t going to be goofing off. I love you too much to do that.” I whispered, hopeful.
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Author Notes
And there you have it, how memories can be so important yet small. Nevertheless through the hard time of this characters there still believing somemuch on hope.
((I know this is the last chapter but I still wanted to put up a picture of Ash. Since this chapter is from his point of view. And this song I choice made me think of this chapter greatly. So I put it on the side.))
Its been so much fun writing and reading the comments for this story. Yet the end is sad, I hope you enjoy, A Captain and her Ship.
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RomanceThis story will never make since no matter how many times I try to read it. I’ve been thought so much pain, lies and confusion. I’m surprised I could even stand for myself. The pain I’m feeling affected everyone not just me, and it won’t stop. Until...