Addiena: Hey, everybody in Fanfic Land, It's me, Addien of Camelot, also known as Addiena, and Fang…we're here with this awesome post-Fang Song-Fic…
Fang: Because, you know, it wouldn't be a proper Fic unless I'm being held against my will… by the way, aren't you forgetting something.
Addiena: I own nothing… why? Because I'm not Collin Raye or James Patterson. **sobs**
Fang: **Pats me on the back** Now doesn't that feel better?
Addiena: **wipes away the tears** NO! It most certainly does not.
Fang: **Rolls his eyes** Look, I know this is bad timing seeing as you're all depressed and everything, but even though I'm currently your hostage…
Addiena: More like my guest who I'm not allowing to leave…but continue…
Fang: **eye roll** yeah, like I said, I'm your hostage, but really, do you have to keep me with the vampire?
Addiena: we have no proof that the bite marks in your neck are related in any way to the fact that there is a coffin in my attic.
Fang: The guy apologized for it!
Addiena: Then why are you mad?
Fang: oh, I don't know…maybe because I was attacked by a vampire in my sleep!
Addiena: well, maybe you should try not to smell so delicious!
Fang: I cannot believe you're defending the Vampire!
Addiena: Why shouldn't I? It's not like he'll actually kill you…
Fang: **shakes head in despair** Can we just get to the story?
Addiena: Fine with me… you're the one who's going on about Fred…
Fang: **raises his eyebrow skeptically** Fred? Really?
Addiena: Hello! Trying to post a Song-Fic here!
Fang: then post! Who and what is it about any why?
Addiena: You'll see if you let me post it!
I can still feel you…
It's that feeling that someone
Is standing behind me
And I turn around and there's no one there
And it's the sensation
That someone just whispered
Yeah and I still hear your voice but you're not really here
In the city there is a boy with black hair who blends in to the midnight sky. He can feel the girl who had stolen his heart years before but he knew it was impossible; he'd left her behind all those weeks ago, but it felt more like an eternity since he'd last seen her. It was his own damn fault but he still cried…saying good-bye hadn't been easy on him. That's why he'd done it the way he had. Writing that letter had been hard enough…he hoped she would still love him. Because deep down the boy knew she shouldn't. So hearing her laughter on the wind, he allowed his heart to break day by day…knowing there was no one there to pick up the pieces.
Your memory is like a ghost
and my heart is its host
In the darkest corners of a mansion, hidden deep in the woods, a girl with golden hair, and golden skin had faded to grey. She could still feel him; she could sense him behind her, knowing all the while when she would turn around he wouldn't be there. He hadn't been for months. She wanted to forget him, but she knew that through trying to she would kill her heart even more. Juliet never forgot Romeo, she figured. Juliet had died for her love before she would have moved on. This girl, well, she would do the same no matter how much he'd hurt her by leaving, she would die if it meant that she could protect him.
I can still feel you just as close as skin
Every now and then
All by myself, in a crowded room, or my empty bed
There's a place you've touched
With your love no one gets close to
I can still feel you,
I can still feel you,
I can still feel you,
I can still feel you
The boy grew up in that city apartment; he had changed. The city had been what destroyed him, or so he claimed…but he knew he'd destroyed himself when he'd left every one behind…especially her. He would try to be reckless … he said he did it to forget the golden girl, but every time he nosedived into Central Park, he could hear her scream at him to pull back. To stop. And he would, just in time. She would disappear then, but the shadow of the boy he'd once been would stay, etched into his memory. A constant reminder of his biggest mistake. On those nights he'd cry himself to sleep. Because he hated who he had become…and what he'd done back when he'd been someone else… that much.
You said you'd love me forever
Then you said it's over
And left me without the missing link
I thought I'd forget you
But I guess I forgot to
And lately I've been too confused to think
When I reach for someone new
It's like I'm touching you
Everyone else who had been hurt by him went to her for help, only to realize that she wasn't quiet herself. She didn't have the answers, and not just on what to do without him, but for anything. They all felt lost and abandoned, not just by him, but by her as well; because without him, she had nothing to help her focus. All she did was sit there and think about whether he would still be waiting for her in twenty years like he'd promised. As she works to complete her destiny and save the world, she doesn't really feel much, the physical pain she went through on a daily basis was pale in comparison to what he felt every time she remembered how much she loved him and how much he'd hurt her. There was no physical pain that was greater than the emotional one he'd caused her to suffer on a daily basis.
I can still feel you just as close as skin
Every now and then
All by myself, in a crowded room, or my empty bed
There's a place you've touched
With your love no one gets close to
I can still feel you, I can still feel you, I can still feel you, I can still feel you
He'd been one of them… one of the…the…what had they been called? He saw them on the news, but the sound had been off. He also saw their pictures in the paper, but the sound She had been one of the Whatcha-ma-call-it's too. He wondered if she remembered him. Lying on his bed, he imagined that she couldn't. He dreamt that night of his old friends…
In his dream they'd found him, they surrounded him, "why?" they chorus, "Why, Fang? Why?" their voices echoed around the room. As he looked at himself, his old self, staring at his new self from the group of his friends, and that other guy...old What's-his-Face, who'd convinced him to leave in the first place… they all stared at him as the old him told the new him quiet bluntly... "I hate you. You Bastard. Look at what you've done. This, all of this, was yours once, and you gave it away because that" the old him pointed to what's-his-face, "told you that you weren't worthy, that by staying you would get them killed. You deserve this, you're a Moron. "
When he woke up he knew his old self had been right, and that just made the dream all the more painful.
In everything that moves
in everything I do
I can still feel you just as close as skin
Every now and then
She wanted him to come back. But she knew that it was stupid to think he would. She loved him. She knew nothing, and no one could change that or take his place. She'd tried to fall for Dylan, but really, she had never liked him. How could anyone love someone that they don't even like? Especially when it's the person who sent away the most important person in her life…even if it was just to protect her? By leaving her, he'd made her more vulnerable. By trying to protect her, he'd left her with a never healing pain…
All by myself, in a crowded room, or my empty bed
There's a place you've touched
With your love no one gets close to
I can still feel you,
There is nothing left of him…Not anything recognizable at least… his emotional and mental states were concerned. There was still that scar from that one time she'd saved his life… and the scar from the other time she'd saved it as well. But really, those were just more scars to him. He looked in the mirror at the man he'd become, and punched it, because he hated the man that looked back. The man that looked back didn't deserve her; he didn't deserve any of them really. Iggy…Nudge…The Gasman…Angel…Maximum…Even what's-his-face deserved better in his mind…and he hated what's-his-face. It was time to see her again, he thought setting out…but maybe, he should have stayed home…
I can still feel you,
There was no way of describing the rush she felt when she saw the black shape flying towards her… she couldn't believe he'd actually come…none of them could. Smiling, they waited for him to reach them.
I can still feel you,
He landed in the open field… couldn't see them, he didn't notice. And then he saw the patches of newly grown grass in six otherwise empty dry spots in the ground…
I can still feel you
"I told you I'd come back…" he said, his voice cracking. She started crying…
"Yes, Fang…You did…" she replied rapping her arms around him. The others joined in the hug, even Dylan put his hand on Fang's back in greeting.
Oh I can still feel you
He felt a chill, like there were someone's arms around him, but he couldn't see anyone. That's when he saw the photograph clipped out of a newspaper; the head line was still visible in the frame "Flock Gives Their Lives for Survival of the Human Race", he breaks down and starts to cry.
"I'm so sorry!" he whispers…but he hears it carry…
He could have sworn that he heard her voice saying "Me Too…" as the wind swirled around him.
The End
Fang: you make me sound Emo…
Addiena: Well if you really were in that situation wouldn't you go Emo?
Fang: Maybe… **looks Sheepishly away**
Addiena: What's wrong now? **Rolls eyes**
Fang: **Sniffles** Now you've got me all sad and worried that the Flock is dead!
Addiena: **sighs** You do know that I made this story up right? I mean come one…I wrote that you sympathized with Dylan…
Fang: **sighs before returning to normal** do I still have to sleep in the Vampire infested attic?
Addiena: Look. If I have a talk with Fred and ask him to stop biting you, would you stop bugging me about sharing the room with him?
Fang: No, but it's a start.
Addiena: **Face palms** fine, let's go up to the attic and lecture a Vampire about how it's rude to bite people without their permission…But first…
Fang: Please hit the little Button that says "Review" so Addie will tell Fred the Vampire that Just because I have a pulse, doesn't mean I'm there so he can have a midnight snack…
Addiena: also…If you have a request for a Fang-Centric Song Fic, Let me know!
Fang: Because I'm sick of waking up slightly more anemic than when I went to bed…
Addiena: What he means is…Review, or I'll let the Vampire keep using Fang as a Buffet…
Fang: Review… **turns to me** and please don't call me that…
Addiena: You know you love it…
Fang: That's where you're wrong…