cole - leaving

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#44 I just threw in angst like
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Requested by @imgoingtokillms

Prompt: 13. "I'm not leaving without you!"

This one is by retro-gloss : "i can't cook much, but i would cook everything for you." (I didn't add it but I wrote it down when we talked)



He was really gone.

I gulped tensely the thoughts of his death waving back to me. The exact moment of how he died.

"What is he doing?"

"No, Zane! Don't do it!"

The ice that lingered on the streets due to his powers stayed for about two weeks. The falling snow was for one. Surprisingly, the snow just kept coming down, but it never piled up on the ground. As soon as a flake reached the floor, it would disappear.
Just like Zane.
Funny thing was, the snow and ice was never cold. It felt like room temperature. It wasn't hot nor cold.

I closed my eyes shut, folding my clothes and putting it roughly in the suitcase. I had never imagined on the team splitting up.
Zane was the glue. He held everyone together. He made sure we were fine. He had our backs.
The mother goose.
He didn't hesitate to risk his life selflessly without hesitation. If he knew he could do something about it, he would go and do it.
No matter how high the cost may be.

Holding back a sob, I zipped up the luggage quickly, not being able to be in the same place where Zane once was.
I was across from him also. Just remembering about us coming out of the same time and him sending me a soft smile and a greeting with a wave. His robotic voice always had emotion in it. Every time I brought it up to him, he would turn down my theories. But I still believed he had emotions, no matter how many times he turned them down.
How else would he sacrifice himself?

All those times where the boys made fun of him made me angry. At the time, I was laughing too. I regretted it. I regretted every bad thing I could've ever done.
Zane left without saying goodbye; without me saying sorry to him; without one last hug-
As much as I tried suppressing my tears, they rolled down, my throat aching due to me holding back my tears. My head pounded against my skull. I should've done something. I should've sacrificed myself.
Zane was too much to risk.

I yanked my luggage off my bed, trudging down the hallway to the deck for Jay to take me home.
It had started one by one as they left.
Kai left the week after his death, it was hitting him the most. He kept on blaming himself. He said it should've been him over and over again. No one agreed so he left.
Jay started a game show a few days after his death. Producers agreed that a ninja should be the host of their planned production.
Cole didn't leave yet and Lloyd wasn't planning to anytime soon.

My brother had a day off for his weird game show and agreed to take me home. I had no elemental powers, nor did I have any mode of transportation.
I sighed, finding myself on deck. I looked around, the sense of familiarity and loss all at once. Jay wasn't here yet, so I sat down.

"You're leaving, too?" Cole asked me, plopping down beside me. I nodded, my throat dry from crying excessively for the past few months. I had to leave but I didn't want to leave him. I didn't want to leave the place that was connected to Zane.
He found the bounty after all.
"Don't leave," he begged, his hand over mine. I wanted to pull away but the comfort I felt from one touch was unconditional. I let it sit under his.

"I- I can't stay here, Cole," I rasped. "There's too many memories of him." I hadn't talked to any of the ninja of how I felt about Zane's passing. That was the first thing I ever said about Zane in months.

"I'm not leaving without you." I turned my head towards him.

"Why don't you want me to leave? You watched my brother and Kai leave without question," I remarked. The sun seemed to burn brighter, warmth spreading.
But I couldn't feel it.
There was a certain cold, unknowing feeling growing in my stomach that stretched out to my veins. The only place that was warm was my hand. The one under Cole's.

"Because," he started, looking towards me as well, his chocolate-hazel eyes stared at me, flicking all over my face, "I like you more than a friend. Not them."

I was shocked. "What?" He liked Nya and now he liked me?

"I know the whole love triangle thing is confusing-"

"No shit."

"But I never really liked her. I only said I did so Jay would finally man up and ask her out."

"Fooled me," I replied, looking out at the city. Both towers really did have the best view of all Ninjago.

"I know- I'm sorry."

"What now? I don't go home?"

"For a few more days and-"

"I'm sorry, Cole. I like you, too, really. But I can't stay in a place where my best friend once lived in." A honk interrupted our conversation. I looked down and saw a blue limo outside of the doors. Always being big and loud. Isn't that right, Jay? "That's my ride," I said, standing up with my luggage. Cole took it from me, I glanced at him perplexingly, and he just shrugged.
When we made it down, Jay walked out of the limo, his everyday clothes on, funky looking hair and shades on.

"Hurry up, sis! Before the fans ambush me again," he rushed. I laughed a little, remembering that video that went viral. Also, I remembered that it was my first time laughing in months. Jay glared at Cole before a fan across the street recognized the limo. She started screaming, running towards him before a bodyguard stopped her from getting any closer.
Cole gave me my luggage, I silently thanked him, going on my tippy toes to give him a peck on the cheek. His cheeks turned red almost in an instant. In an instant, I was being hauled over towards he limo without a second thought. Jay was not happy.
"First you get with my girlfriend AND then my sister; you backstabbing bitch!" I almost laughed at my brothers words but I bit back my tongue.

When I was in the long car, I looked at my window and waved. He didn't wave back.
Tinted windows. Right.
I rolled the window down, waving again. This time he waved back, one of his hands in the back of his jeans pocket and the other bidding me farewell. "See you soon?"

"I'm hoping on it."

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