Kiana And Sal's Bizzare RomCom Drabble Collection

KiaSal Drabble 26: Three Days Of Separation Part 11 'Forgotten Memories Ex'

How long has it been since I knew Susannah loved Sal? Kiana wondered as she gazed at the chilling yet picturesque Antarctic night sky. She stretched out her arms, pink-tinged fingers open as they tried to grasp the moon. Was it when she came to St Freya during the summer festival, or was it during all the joint missions?

Kiana sighed, as she let out her breathe, her vision blurred with whitey mist as she shook her head to disperse it. The temperature outside was already in the minus, and despite the Hersscher powers she possessed, it felt cold. Though it was because of the weather, or by her friend, Susannah's sudden declaration, that she wasn't sure.

"I guess that's what you get for loving others when it's convenient." Kiana let out a self-deprecating laugh as her fingers balled into a fist. Her vision felt blurry, and then there was warmth, a drop of tear trickled ever so slowly. However, Kiana didn't want to cry; she clenched her teeth and stretched her eyes open, not allowing them to blink.

It's okay. Everything is fine. I am okay. She tried to convince herself, but she knew when she was lying. And as the freezing winds howled past her, the eyelids which stood on willpower closed. And with it came the dam of tears she held back.

She didn't make a noise or call out for anyone. After all this, the feeling was hers, and she wouldn't want anyone to take it away.

When Bronya asked me if I had noticed something odd in Susannah's behaviour, I lied. I didn't want to believe something was up, I still wanted to believe it was just a construct of my imagination. But it wasn't. Kiana now sat quietly by the automatic gate of the Hyperion deck. She wasn't planning on going back; she didn't want to see him, not now, not like this. Every time Susannah looked at him, I could see the sparkle in her eyes, the radiance in her smile and most of all the love it bore. I know she has known him longer than I, maybe even longer than I have known Mei-senpai, but even so, I wanted to believe in our bond. I wanted to believe no one would ever come between that. But now seems like someone has. I don't know if I am happy about it or sad. I don't know what to feel anymore. Maybe this is my punishment.

"Dork..." She called out weakly. Her fingers were playing with her blue-white sweatshirt. "Ain't I a handful sometimes?"

That night, Kiana never did return to her room. She spent the entire night outside hoping to glimpse the Aurora. However, even the world that day wasn't ready to bless the white haired girl.

Come the next morning, she had accepted herself. And what she had to do in all of this. Susannah was a great person and, as Sal's friend, albeit a close one, she thought it was her duty to support him in every way possible.

However, what she had not realised then was the extent of her own emotion towards the boy. The emotion that went beyond just loving him as a friend.