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JillxSkye: To Catch A Thief 24

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Chapter 24: A World of White

"Jill…" a voice called. Someone was holding me tightly, rocking me. But it was almost like there was no one there. It was a numb feeling surrounding me. My mind swirled.

Who…?

"Jill, please! Say something!" he begged. "Please! Jill! Jill…" His voice became more desperate. I felt him shaking a little.

Could it be…? I wondered to myself, unable to form words. I was afraid to believe it, but I really wished it was true. Daddy…?

I wasn't sure what to say. After all this time… what was there to say? "I'm sorry," I choked out, struggling to move. It felt unreal. My eyes opened a crack, and all I could see was a misty world of white and a dark shape hovering above me. Daddy? I thought again, almost sure this time. This must be heaven…

"Oh, Jill! Thank Goddess you're okay! You don't need to be sorry. I should be the one apologizing for leaving you," he said, clutching me tighter.

I couldn't listen to him say that. He didn't leave me. "No… I pushed you away… It's my fault," I mumbled weakly.

"Don't say that. Don't even think that, Jill. It's all okay now. But Goddess, Jill! What were you thinking? Why did you come out in this storm?"

So he knew… I guess he had always been there, watching me. "I… I just… missed you so much… I wanted… to see you so badly!" I said, beginning to cry again.

"Oh, Jill…" he said, pulling me close to him.

"Daddy…" I muttered, leaning towards him blindly.

"Jill, I lo- wait… what?" he asked, pushing me back a little.

I blinked a few times, struggling to recover my vision. The white, seemingly magical world around me started to come into focus. Slowly, I began to see snowflakes falling down around me, coating the boulders and my father's grave. Then I realized it; I was back in the Valley. I had come to my father's grave, I cried, and then… nothing. I had blacked out during a snowstorm, which seemed to still be going on strong. That's why everything felt unreal; I was numb from the cold, literally buried in the snow.

But what about the man? I wondered, If he isn't my dad… then who is he…? I looked back at the once shadowy figure I had assumed was my father. The man that had been holding me tightly, talking to be gently, and coaxing me back. His silver hair was collecting white snow, and the streaks on his face made it look like tears had been streaming out of his perfect emerald eyes.

Skye. My mind exploded, shouting, whispering, crying his name a thousand times within a single second. "Skye…?" I whispered, unable to believe my eyes. I couldn't understand it. Whowhatwherewhenwhyhow? Questions bounced around in my head so fast that I couldn't even process them. My eyes flickered back and forth, searching his face as if it had the answers. The only question I could voice was the simplest one. "Wha… w-what are y-you… d-doing here?!" I struggled to get the words out.

"I could ask you the same thing, Jill!" he shouted, fresh tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. "Goddess, what is wrong with you?" He was frantically brushing snow off of me; I had been nearly buried in it. I wondered how long I had been unconscious.

I stared dumbly at him, unable to speak. I still couldn't understand what I was seeing. So, I wasn't talking to my father. It was Skye. And he had said…

As my silence continued, I saw Skye's hand reach up to touch my face, but I couldn't feel it. "Oh, Jill," he whispered, "You're ice cold."

I cracked a smile, which hurt a little. "S-sleeping i-in a… s-snowstorm d-does t-that… I guess." I couldn't speak clearly; I was too cold.

He shook his head, smiling a little. Then his face turned serious again, and he said, "I'm going to take you home before you freeze to death. Okay?" I nodded. He dug his arms underneath me, clearly struggling to pull me out of the snow. Skye was strong, but even he had to be affected by the intense storm and biting wind.

I tried to help, but I really was frozen. My joints refused to listen to my mind, which was also somewhat frozen. That conversation… I thought I was talking with my dad, but it was really Skye. What had he said…?  As I continued to ponder this, I felt myself being wrenched from the snow suddenly. I looked up at Skye, his face somewhat red. Is it from the effort of getting me out of the snow? Is it the cold? Or something else…? I wondered.

"Everything is going to be okay, Jill," he promised me. With his arms wrapped around me tightly, Skye began to run towards my house. It seemed like the wind was coming from every direction, trying to keep us trapped in the storm forever. The snow was falling so quickly that I could barely see the path. I had no idea where I was or how far away my house was. But Skye didn't even seem like he needed to pause to check where he was going. He ran without stopping or slowing down. His breath came out in rapid puffs that I could see in the cold night air. I could feel his muscles working, straining as they propelled us through the storm. With every second that I was in his arms, I was becoming more amazed by his strength and determination.

I suddenly noticed Takakura's house, and Skye began to slow down as we reached my house. "Door?" he asked anxiously, out of breath.

I shook my head. "Unlocked."

He didn't need me to tell him twice; he stormed into my house, slamming the door quickly behind him. "Goddess, Jill," he exclaimed, placing me against my bed, "You're soaking wet again!"

"Again…?" I mumbled, unsure of what he meant. Then it hit me. "Oh, right… the p-pond... Guess m-my mind… is a little f-frozen, t-too."

"Jill, this isn't funny! I can't just wrap you up in a blanket and call it a night. You're going to get hypothermia or something if you stay in those clothes."

"Like y-you're… any b-better off…" I stuttered. "You're s-soaked… too…" I was beginning to shiver as my body realized I wasn't quite dead yet; I still had a chance.

"Yes, I know that, Jill," Skye groaned, his face cross with something that looked like desperation.

"S-s-so what… do we d-do… Mr. Know-It-All?" I asked. Skye's face reddened a little, and this time it wasn't from the cold.

"…can you take your clothes off?" Skye said quietly.
IT'S NOT GONNA BE THAT KIND OF STORY I SWEAR. Okay, maybe a little. But Ima keep it PG13 cause that's all I feel comfortable writing... errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... Awkward moments...........................................

This took way to damn long and I sincerely apologize to everyone that was waiting for this. My summer has been a disaster and I'm going to give you a short synopsis.
-I've had three different surgeries. So much pain and recovery and drug induced delusions. Really bad.
-I just moved to a new town. Yay.
-Adjusting to new baby bro and crazy stepmom. Potential divorce. Another yay.
-Sister visiting. Missed her so much!
-Summer job.
-Summer school work (four different classes because I take those ridiculous AP things)
-Potential love story...? Yes. Legit yay!

So that's about it. Mmhm... BUT I finally was satisfying with this chapter and am putting it up. Please don't hurt me for being such a bum for so long. I'm really gonna try in the future to be better, but with my crazy school schedule starting up again, idk how it's gonna work. Sorry in advance!

ALSO, if you didn't already know... this super awesome chica :iconkireichokoreto: is writing Skye's point of view of my story! Each chapter will coincide with the other, so I'll post links to her work as soon as they go up!
Check out Skye's POV Chapter 1 here ---> [link]
It's really really good and I love it so much! Check it out and share the love that you give me!!!


Alrighty, hope you enjoyed! *SWOOSH*


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