Snippet #752309

OOC: Hey chulance, I''ll follow the advice, but doknow I like to control what my character does in the RPs I join. Just a hint for the future.

IC:

The day was warm. The tide was low. And Travis was swimming unusually near the shores of Alki Beach that afternoon.

At one area, there was an unusual amount of crab, Travis was trapping for his diner, and possibly breakfast, near a vast amount of rocks. That ws when a familiar voice entered his head.

The voice sounded like the heavens...Travis knew the voice well. It was her. Krystina Margret Jackson. It had been three years since Travis had last seen her. Travis immediately surfaced. He looked around. She was with another guy. It didn't surprise Travis, but it did pain him.

He continued to watch from a distance, he picked up a thought from the guy, who's name was Carl Smith, saying he was going to go get them both some food. Travis waited until he left her, then Travis submerged.

He wanted to talk with her again...

He swam up to the rocks she was on. She was looking at some sea anemones. Travis surfaced nearby, she didn't see him.

"Krystina?"
She looked up, rather startled. It was her all right. Her brown eyes, her dark blonde hair, and of course her small size of only about 5'4''.
"Travis...what are you doing here?"
"I would have asked the same thing." Travis said climbing onto one of the rocks.
Travis was trying not to read her mind. It was working a little but he could still pick up tiny thoughts about how startled she was by Travis just suddenly appearing.
"I'm sorry to startle you, but I wanted to see you again..."
"I'm sorry, Travis." Krystina said. "It has been a rather long time since we last saw each other."
"Three years."
"I'm sorry..." she said again, meaning it. That's what Travis liked about her, she wasn't one to tell a lie.
Travis already knew the name of the guy she was now with but felt the need to make small talk.
"Who was that?"
"That was Carl. We met a few weeks ago."
Travis slowly nodded.
"Travis," Krystina asked, "I've always wondered....since we last saw each other....where have you been living? I never saw you in class again?"
"Krystina....honestly, I'm surprised I'm still alive and talking to you."
"Travis don't say that."
"I mean it. That night when you ran away from me, I tried to kill myself. You were the last person I'd think that would do that to me!"
Travis and Krystina gazed at each other for a minute.
"I'm sorry, Krystina....it's just been so hard living on without you. I've been living underneath the docks ever since that night."
"Travis...how is that even possible?"
"I've always wondered the same thing, Krystina...I have no money and therefore could not rent any apartment room, and my dad had already kicked me out...and here I am......"
"Travis.....that's right......your father died two weeks ago."
Travis said nothing.
"It does't surprise me." he said rather stern, but with pain in his voice.
"I shouldn't have told you that..."
"No, you had to." Travis said, rubbing his eyes to get rid of a few tears.

His father never was that kind to Travis, or to Krystina for that matter, but he was still family to Travis...and Travis had a sense of grief coming.

"Travis....I- I..."
"Krystina.....remember that night? I asked you if you thought I was a freak....you said no....were you lying?"
Travis looked at her.
"I was afraid, Travis. I didn't know how to react."
"I know....but did you lie?"
"Travis....you are one of the people I cared most for. I could never think of you as a freak."
"Then why didn't you come back? I called you to come back..." Travis dropped the sentence. It was no use making both of them feel upset. "Ever since that night....I've always thought of you, Krystina. Because you cared for me too. I loved you...I still do..."
"I know Travis, but-"
"Krystina, I don't think there is a 'but.' " Travis said, looking up and seeing Carl coming back. "But I can understand why things are as they are now...Not many would want to live with me anyway now..." Travis said before jumping back into the water and swimming off very fast. He'd rather not get in any trouble with this Carl.

Krystina said "Wait," but Travis didn't bother, he was already feeling the grief get to him. Krystina was seeing another person, his father was dead...life seemed too empty now.

I'm sorry Krystina...sorry I am a freak...

The last thought Travis picked up from her was her lying about her not being hungry anymore.
Travis swam as fast as he could back to dock 88, forgetting about the crabs, and trying to forget all that had happened....