ttw room 4

He walked over to the wall and tapped on it. "Poca you there?"

Pocahontas heard him, "Yeah..I'm here.."

"I have a question. Will you ever forgive me for not helping Kokoum? Don't automatically say yes because you love me. I want you to really think about it."

Pocahontas stopped, looking down. Thinking about it..


It really was never his fault, Kocoum got sick for a reason. Sweet had tried everything, even gave him some of his blood to help him..Remembering what her brother told her the day he died, "Don't blame Sweet.....He tried his best.." As she watched him die, she was consumed in hatred..Remembering now what her brother spoke she looked down guilty..

"I'm not going to say this, because I love you.." she breathed, "You tried everything to help my brother, EVERYTHING..I do forgive you but, not because I love you. It's because..It wasn't your fault..His time had come but at the time I was too blinded with hatred to see it.."

"Then why didn't you come looking for me. Its been two years and you never once tried looking for me. I came looking for you and I thought you where dead. I did everything in my power to find you... and you where alive with someone else." Thrax was putting everything on the table. He was sick and tired of being the nice guy and now he needed all of he's questioned answered.

Pocahontas looked down, curling her fist. Feeling he wanted this to answer. Tears fell down her eyes, ready to start speaking..

"Because I thought you never wanted to see me, again..I thought you would never forgive me for what I did to you. And the day I was going to look for you..My Village was attacked, My mother got murdered, I was held captive until the last second to where I had to avenge my village. Then when I went to go look for you once again, Nakoma stopped me..Thrax..My father is also sick right now..I stayed so I could keep him healthy..I was never with Eric..Never was never will..I wanted to look for you after everything that happened but, I kept telling myself you wouldn't want to even see me probably would've hurt me for hurting you.."

Tears fell down her eyes, looking down. She cried, knowing that the question meant who he was going to pick...

He shook his head, "You should of known I loved you. You didn't love me back then I know that. Even if you were angry you shouldn't of said that. Your comments haunted me for years until I came here." He felt horrible putting her in this situation but thats how he felt.

"How do you think I felt the day after I said those things. Thrax I cried! I CRIED!" She started to cry hard, "I wanted to kill myself Thrax, I WISHED I NEVER SAID THOSE WORDS! I WISH..I WISH I DID KNOW YOU LOVED ME BACK THEN! CAUSE MAYBE I WOULD HAVE STAYED WITH YOU! MAYBE I WOULDN'T BE THIS GIRL I AM TODAY!" She covered her eyes, crying hard. She couldn't stop crying, "If I knew you loved me..I wouldn't have said that..If only..I knew." She started tightening her fits, her left hand started to bleed again as well as the cut on her arm, "I wished I never had said those things to you..I know I shouldn't have said those things..You aren't a demon you never was and never will.."


I'm the demon ran through her mind, she was the demon and now she was going to loose the one thing that matters to her..

[[OOC I'm crying DX]]

"Alright no more questions for now...." He put his head on the wall. This was really killing him.

Pocahontas sat in the corner, covering her face with her hands and knees. Crying, knowing she was going to loose someone who actually loved her.

Someone..Who will never love her again..

He returned to the wall, "Poca, I'm sorry for earlier... I lost it."

Pocahontas was still crying but, not as much. Hearing his voice she looked up, "I forgive you, Thought the questions needed to be answered.."

"How are your wounds?" he wanted to know if they were getting healed.

"Still in bad condition.." She said softly, looking away from the wall...Wondering if she was really going to loose him..

"Babe I'm so sorry," he didn't know what else to tell her.

Hearing him say sorry, hurt her. She blushed when he called her babe but, she wanted to know if he was ever going stop loving the both of them, "I said I forgive you..." Her voice broke off, Pocahontas was crying..

He herd her crying, "Please stop crying. Its killing me."

"I can't, don't your dare tell me to stop crying when I feel I'm going to loose you again." She covered her eyes, "Don't.." She sounded so weak and, she hated that she was crying..

He knew it was a dick thing to ask, but every time he herd her cry it was like a knife stabbing him. "I know. You can do whatever you want."

She was all alone in the room, wishing Odette was here..When she heard what he said, she stopped crying..It was just silence now..

"Poca... You there?"

"Yeah, I'm here Sweet." She hid the tears and her broken voice..Though she was doing it for him, to help him calm down..

"I don't know what to talk about...." he really didn't.

"Neither do I.." She had looked away from the wall, looking down. Closing her eyes, wanting this to all end..

"What was your dad sick with?" he never wondered, until now.

"We don't know but, It looks like the same thing Kocoum had.." Pocahontas looked down..

"Oh..." If I only knew how to cure him, I could of cured her father to.

Pocahontas got up, her arm was hurting and she wasn't going to tell him that she had hurt it again. She laid down on the mattress, which was close to the wall so they could still speak, "I'm just laying down.."

"Okay you should try to sleep. Don't worry I'll still be here talking to you."

Pocahontas heard his words, she curled up more, "I don't want to sleep..." She unwrapped her bandaged, staring at the X on her palm..

Pocahontas got up, walking to the wall, "Sweet..If you pick Jasmine, would you ever love me or talk to me again?" Her voice was starting to weak, "It's only fair, since you asked me those questions.."

"Yes. Even if I don't pick you I want to still talk to you. I Love you. When we were just friends back then I loved you. And I know you loved me, but it was just a different type of love you felt for me then. Like a friendship love."

Pocahontas looked down, wanting to ask another question, "Will you treat her nice.." Her voice was weak, "Would you never think of me when you kiss her, hold her and do it with her..Just only..Focus on her if you pick her.." The question stabbed her heart, falling to her knees after she asked..

He wanted to hold her in his arms and wanted to tell her its gonna be okay, "yes..."

"Thank you.." She covered her mouth, fighting the tears..

He felt his eyes start to water.