Ain’t no hot showers during the summer months
*it’s not even as hot as it gonna get
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Ain’t no hot showers during the summer months
*it’s not even as hot as it gonna get
Crystal
@starmarkcd
It had been a few hours since Crys had finally woken up, and it was a miracle she was able to relatively keep her consciousness even in small bursts. Relief had swept through the room, Giovanni had finally excused himself for the first time since he’d arrived, leaving the girls alone for the first time in what had felt like forever. With everyone out on their pokemon journeys and their father busier than ever, Crys only wished this wasn’t what it had taken for their next family reunion… But she was just glad they were here.
Even as Leaf hovered nearby, Crys could already feel the effects of the anesthesia eating away at her ability to stay awake. The smile she tried maintaining for her sister quivered in response as the first wave of darkness washed across her vision. That probably meant the nurses would come soon too.
“You and dad…. will stay, right?”
After a moment the question comes out meekly, eyes foggy and pricking at the edges with unshed tears as the damage littered across her body tried to make itself known again. If she’d been able to move right now, her fingers would be fiddling with her locket, a habit she was craving right now if only for the sensation to move. She didn’t like this, the lack of movement or memories and something small inside her feared waking up here alone. She felt so little right now, and the constant fluctuation of her consciousness didn’t allow her pride to get in the way of the childish need to have her family nearby.
“Just…. don’t leave, okay? Please…. sis….”
The call came in the middle of the night. Leaf sat on the edge of her hotel bed with a death grip on her phone and her jaw locked. She did not thank him and hung-up before casting the device aside and staring in the black of the night, heart thrumming. It didn’t matter what Leaf was doing in the moment. It didn’t matter the tension that sparked and stretched between her and Giovanni. Because Leaf dropped it when she took the first train into the city.
No blood tied Leaf and Crystal together. In recent months that struck an anxious chord in Leaf’s soul as she wondered what did. That night Leaf found her answer. No matter the forest fire that ravaged the tree, the roots that bound them ran deeper. Even when the doctors explained to Leaf that Crystal’s survival depended less on the miracles of modern science, and more on Crystal’s desire to survive, Leaf responded with the absolute certainty that only a big sister could have:
“Of course, she’ll make it.”
Giovanni could offer no reassurance Leaf would believe and neither of them tried in the silent vigil they held. When Leaf left home the skittish little girl she met seven years ago was a tall and talented trainer. Crystal didn’t belong confined and broken and wrapped-up in that hospital bed. She was wild and untamed, like the tight curls that Leaf’d spend entire mornings before school trying to tie back. Crystal survived, Crystal flourished.
“Yeah, we will,” Leaf murmured, her eyes running over over her sister’s bruised and bandaged face. “I’m-- We’re not going anywhere.”
Leaf reached over the bar of the bed and took Cyrstal’s hand, spreading her thumb over her knuckles. Leaf’s world crashed and burned around her, an impossible pressure fixed with a burning heat. At any second she’d crack and shatter, if not that then she was in the process of painful metamorphosis. All of it remained lock-and-key behind the gentle smile Leaf offered.
“I just got my seventh badge,” Leaf said, anything to fill silence and encourage Crystal awake a few seconds longer. “From Cinnabar, you should meet Blaine, he’s a real nerd, like you.”
true story
me: *checks grades for first time in two months*
me: *cries for 45 minutes*
me: lmao that was p wild huh gang
In other news, Saudi Arabia’s digging its grave
Nobody told them to try and cross Qatar lmao
This woman gives me life