A/N: To be completely honest, I'm only writing this because I feel that Needy and Colin didn't get much love. Colin died and Needy lost everyone. Although I didn't really like the movie, I like the characters. I can work with them. I also like the pairing. Well, some-what. My friend and I have it set in our mind that Needy and Colin should have secretly liked each other, but we also like Needy/Chip. Its complicated, so I wrote a Chip/Needy/Colin story. The only one! It is kind of short, but this is only the intro. The title and summary might change in the future. I haven't decided on a permanent one yet, but I will.

Let the story commence!

Gravity

Chapter One: Passing Time

He was dead.

Gone forever.

The wrenching pain that flooded into Needy Lesnicky's chest was almost unbearable for the young, half-demon teenager to handle. Truthful, but also very painful. The thought had often crossed her mind- her heart- and she hated it. The newly acquired 'powers' were nothing to the terrible pain of loss and a broken heart.

Sure, he had been dead for over a two weeks now, but Needy was in love with him. He was her everything. Her first love, her first boy friend, her first lover, her second best friend. And he was gone. Buried in the ground and never to be seen again. In the strange philosophy that her first best friend once told her, "life sucks giganto balls".

Jennifer Check could never have been so right.

Needy had always imagined that Chip, Jennifer, and herself would always be together. Alive and well. Best friends, and lovers. She had thought that Jennifer would be her maid of honor when she walked up to the dazzling white alter, ready to be thrust into the arms of Chip Dove.

Anita Chip Dove.

It had fit so well, too.

Needy had it planned. It was true perfection in her eyes. Nothing was out-of-place in her well organized life plan- well, nothing aside from the minor curiosity for Colin Gray. Who, much like Chip, was gone forever.

Oh, how Needy was beginning to hate that word.

...And it was all because of a band trying to get a record deal.

Although she had taken care of them, the anguish of loss was still there. Needy had thought it would have left her when she avenged everyone's death, Chip, Jennifer, and Colin more than the rest. Unfortunately, it had done absolutely nothing to vanish the nightmares of holding Chip white he died, looking at Jennifer's -not the demon, but Jennifer's- face when she ripped the necklace off of her. Or when she had watching the demon leave, and Jennifer awaken. And it did little to nothing to stop the terrible guilt of making love to Chip when Colin was dying.

Needy was completely alone with her guilt and pain.

"Miss. Lesnicky, I have your meds ready."

...Well. Not completely alone.

She went back willingly to the Asylum after finishing her revenge. They only thought she had gone A-WALL, instead of the actual offense- murder. In the first degree. Brutal manslaughter of the newly famous band, "Low Shoulder". They had caused her pain, people pain, and yet, they grinned happily on stage.

Her eyes were blank as she willingly took the reddish-orange medicine that would help her sleep at night. She knew it was to keep her stable and under control instead of what the Doctor's told her. Needy's head fell onto the lump, white pillow. Fatigue already overcoming her body.

The nurse hurried out the door, closing it shut behind her.

...They... always lock my door like this at night. Not that it will do much. They also took out my windows, leaving me in a bleak, empty room. Not that I mind much. Its... better this way. The less pain I have to deal with. They took many things of mine out- leaving me with only a picture of Chip, my year book, and my fluffy slippers. They said I was major 'Cocoa Puffs' in the head... how...wacktarded...

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"How are you feeling, Miss. Lesnicky?", the psychiatrist asked politely.

Needy's eyes focused on the little coffee spill on the floor, ignoring the Doctor sitting across from herself. She had no interest in answering any of her damn questions at all. she was only going to call her crazy, and give her another sleeping pill after she told the Doctor of what happened in Devil's Kettle- what happened with Jennifer.

With Chip.

With Colin.

They didn't believed her, so she stopped talking to them- only muttering a few words when needed. Besides that, she remained silent through the whole interview, waiting for them to get bored with the one-sides conversation and leave. Most of them left after a few minutes. Some of them had balls and stayed the whole session- even when they discovered that she was not interested in talking to them.

"Miss. Lesnicky...?", the young psychiatrist asked, her brown eyebrows raising in question.

This Doctor was persistent.

"Oodles of greatness."

The Doctor smirked in response. "Well, Miss. Lesnicky. I am not going to ask you of what happened in your town, but I am going to ask you how you are feeling- standered procedure." The brown haired woman waiting for a response.

"..."

The Doctor sighed. "My name is Karlee Hillquat. I am a psychiatrist- your psychiatrist. I can get you anything you want, you just have to ask- in a verbal way of course. I will try to see what is wrong with you." The Doctor smiled brightly at Needy. "I will also try to get you home to your family."

Needy glanced away from the the oddly shaped coffee spill on the ground, her dulling blue eyes darting to the Doctor. "For real?".

Needy never use to believe what they told her. It was all a carefully coded lie used to coax information out of her. She never fell for it. It was only, this young Doctor's word rang 'true, true' in her mind.

The Doctor grinned, showing off her Hollywood white teeth. "For...real? Your mother would love to come see you, but she is a little torn up with the murders and what not. She'll come around- she knows she will. Your mother would just like to get you a little more help before she came in."

Needy missed her mother terribly.

The paranoid woman was of great comfort to her. She was the only thing that Needy had left- the only living person whom Needy loved. She had often thought that her mother would go crazy without her, driving herself mad or starving to death. But her mother, like herself, was a fighter. Needy knew that her mother was probably a little torn up, although, by next week, she would be requesting more visits.

Anticipation welled up inside her heart, replacing the heart ache.

It was not completely gone; just resting at the bottom of her heart. It was time that she stopped mourning- but that was easier said than done. Needy knew it would be nearly impossible to stop mourning; her guilt wouldn't let her stop mourning. In the back of her mind, something kept screaming, "its your fault. You could have prevented it".

Needy knew that there was nothing she could have done that would have stopped Nikolai from taking Jennifer that night, but the guilt was riding on her. Needy masked it on the outside wonderfully. Only, on the inside, she was torn. She had loss many loved ones. Her heart ached terribly, but she had managed to promised herself that she would not show it.

Her mother might come to see her.

Despite her promise, Needy grinned.

A/N: Whoops. I forgot to mention that this takes place after them movie. A little after she kills the band, "Low Shoulder". Is it just me, or were Kyle Gallner and Adam Brody fucking smexy in this movie? I must say, Kyle has taken quite a turn from 'rampaging killer, to superhero, to (might-be) homosexual rapist, to cancer child, and now to completely sexy Punk'. W-o-w. Phenomenal actor. As is Adam who went from 'Nerd!, porno-writer, to drug-dealer, to crazy band singer'. A-fricken'-mazing at how they can change characters. Kudos to them.

Well. Please review and tell me what you think.