The first part of the chapter.as you can probably tell is written from
Faye's p.o.v. ...previous chapters may also have some first person
narration so keep your eyes open.HAPPY READING! ^u^
Chapter 1
Wake up trying to remember where I'd be this time. The couch..well at least I got back to the ship somehow. The half empty bottle of vodka tipped off the couch and went sloshing across the floor. Oh great..Jet was going to bitch at me.
"Hey!"
Speak of the devil. Slipping off the couch is harder than ever but somehow or other I get up and head toward the bathroom. I'm in no mood to talk right now.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
I turn to face him. My eyes speak for me. He nodded.
"I know," he said quietly, as if this is supposed to make it all better, "it was something he had to do. I don't think even DEATH could stop -"
He paused it was the first time either of use had mentioned that word since Spike had left three weeks ago. He was gone. We both knew, but neither of us had the courage or the strength to believe it. I realized he was still staring at me. He had the same look as he had that day. Eyes like transparent walls, perfectly strong but you could see the pain on the other side. I ran down the hall to my room. Flopping down on the bed, I wiped the tears that were forming in the corners of my eyes.
I heard the gunshots echo through the hall as he kept on walking. I had finally found my past and it left me with nothing. I return to have a future and I find him throwing it just to satisfy his past! It wasn't fair!
Hot tears stung my face.
"I should have shot him!" I shout.
Silence. My voice echoes in my room reminding me how empty the ship is without Ed and Spike.
I have to forget this... "I can't deal with it any more" I sigh, loading my gun.
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There was a low rumble as the Red Tail took off, leaving behind it a pale stream of smoke; a sad reminder of the ship's path as it faded off into the distance.
Jet looked out the window, watching the ship disappear.
"Shit!" he cursed under his breath...it was back to the beginning. She'd left before but this time he knew she wasn't coming back. "We'll it's just you and me" he sighed as he turning back to his bonsai plants. "I guess that's the way it always should have been."
"Do you really mean that?"
Jet looked up, startled, as a figure stepped out from the shadow of the doorframe.
Chapter 1
Wake up trying to remember where I'd be this time. The couch..well at least I got back to the ship somehow. The half empty bottle of vodka tipped off the couch and went sloshing across the floor. Oh great..Jet was going to bitch at me.
"Hey!"
Speak of the devil. Slipping off the couch is harder than ever but somehow or other I get up and head toward the bathroom. I'm in no mood to talk right now.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!"
I turn to face him. My eyes speak for me. He nodded.
"I know," he said quietly, as if this is supposed to make it all better, "it was something he had to do. I don't think even DEATH could stop -"
He paused it was the first time either of use had mentioned that word since Spike had left three weeks ago. He was gone. We both knew, but neither of us had the courage or the strength to believe it. I realized he was still staring at me. He had the same look as he had that day. Eyes like transparent walls, perfectly strong but you could see the pain on the other side. I ran down the hall to my room. Flopping down on the bed, I wiped the tears that were forming in the corners of my eyes.
I heard the gunshots echo through the hall as he kept on walking. I had finally found my past and it left me with nothing. I return to have a future and I find him throwing it just to satisfy his past! It wasn't fair!
Hot tears stung my face.
"I should have shot him!" I shout.
Silence. My voice echoes in my room reminding me how empty the ship is without Ed and Spike.
I have to forget this... "I can't deal with it any more" I sigh, loading my gun.
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There was a low rumble as the Red Tail took off, leaving behind it a pale stream of smoke; a sad reminder of the ship's path as it faded off into the distance.
Jet looked out the window, watching the ship disappear.
"Shit!" he cursed under his breath...it was back to the beginning. She'd left before but this time he knew she wasn't coming back. "We'll it's just you and me" he sighed as he turning back to his bonsai plants. "I guess that's the way it always should have been."
"Do you really mean that?"
Jet looked up, startled, as a figure stepped out from the shadow of the doorframe.