It was easy for Silver to say that he hated Christmas. It was not the holiday itself that bothered him, but the fact that he was always left alone, abandoned even by his father. It was the usual to have the others ignore him, as they always seemed to stare at him with that same disappointed look, but he had at least thought his father would give him the time of day, to at least stop for a mere second to say a simple āHappy Birthdayā before he left for his long day of work. It was stupid that he waited patiently for it every year, only to have it never come. His father was too busy for him. There was a part of him that thought perhaps his father hated him just like everyone else did.
Christmas was stupid. Everyone spoke of how it was full of bliss and miracles, but none was ever left for him. He was the lonely child who was left with absolutely nothing, the one left to fend for himself on this āwonderfulā day. He did not even have friends to hang out with on that supposedly special day, because Giovanni always told him it was a weakness to have friends at your side. To be strong, you had to be ready to make big sacrifices. To be strong, you must have no bonds. But look where he was now, he had Gold and Blaze to keep him company. Except Blaze had disappeared somewhere within the house and Gold was nowhere to be found. Had he gotten snowed in somewhere?Ā He had been gone for so long now.Ā So long, that Silver began to feel that he would be spending another Christmas alone. Gold had missed his birthday, maybe he planned on missing that day too. That, or it could be his faulty memory making him forget about it all.
The redhead moved to stare out the frosty window, cursing softly at all of the snow. All it did was remind him of the times Giovanni did spend with him, back when he was a small child. It was before his mother had died and they did everything together. He could remember so much of how he would make snow pokemon with his mother and it actually managed to bring tears to his eyes.
His mother was so kind, so gentle, but she also found a way to tease him and his father in such a way that would make them laugh. She was such an easygoing spirit, perhaps that was why his father loved her so much. Because it was so unbelievable that someone like her would love someone like him. Silver, he never let go of her hand when she was around. He followed her around everywhere and was so open with her. It was after her death that he became who he was now. He closed himself up because no one else cared to hear what he thought, his father became harsh because, he too was a mess.
In midst of his thoughts, he heard a creaking from the front door and turned his head to see Gold coming in with a huge sack draped over his shoulder. Turning his gaze away from him, Silver tried to get ahold of himself. It annoyed him to think that Gold might see him cry like a baby; he was never like this.
Silver managed to say in a mumble.Ā
āNot that I care. This is a stupid holidayā¦ if you have something better to do, then go.ā
This wasnāt what he had been planning to say to him, he simply wanted him to stay away from him right now.
pixelskylines
jimmyeatworldofficial
2087
theartofmadeline
discoholicmusic
romaincrisis
