Hey, it's Michaela. This is a F/A songfic based on the song Alone In This Bed by Framing Hanley ( I suggest you listen to it :] ). Italics are the lyrics.
Takes place after the *Stupid* season 5 finale )':
Also it's my first fic so hope you like it! *crosses fingers*
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Oh almost forgot:
Disclaimer: If I owned, Jess would not be dead, and i wouldn't have written this. *grumbles*
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Waking up without you, it doesn't feel right
To sleep with only memories is harder every night
And sometimes I think I can feel you
Breathing On My Neck
Don reluctantly awoke. It had been 23 days. 23 days since his Angell was taken from him. He was a mess. Everyday was a struggle, but work took his mind off things for a few hours a day.
But at home, the floodgates opened. And usually the flood ended up escaping from his eyes. Sleeping was the absolute worst. All he could think of was Jess, the time they had spent together. Almost all the memories were happy ones, but he couldn't help but hate them. There would be no more memories. It wasn't fair.
Sometimes when he woke up, he swore she had been there, watching him. But he knew it couldn't be true.
I wish I could hear your voice
Don't leave me alone in this bed
I wish I could touch you once more
Don't leave me alone in this bed
Not tonight, not tomorrow...
Though they hadn't officially moved in together, Jess almost always spent the night at his apartment. It was comfortable being together. Don was pretty sure he loved her. And pretty sure she had felt the same way.
Now he would never know for sure.
If he had one regret in his life, it would be not ever telling Jessica Angell just how much he loved her.
He wanted her back. Back in his arms. He couldn't stand being alone in that bed.
I've got the feeling that this will never cease
Living in these pictures it never comes with ease
I swear if I could make this right,
You'd be back by now
There were still pictures. A few pictures of her in his house, which found their way to his eyes. A few articles of clothing. A necklace. He couldn't bring himself to get rid of them or put them away, but seeing them just broke him even more. Was that even possible?
Would it ever end? The pain, the want? The overwhelming feeling of loss? Don had the feeling it wouldn't. It would haunt him forever.
Damn feelings. Why feel anything? Has it ever done anyone any good in the long run? He didn't think so. Sure, the good times were great. But in the end, the pain, the suffering, overshadowed the good, the happiness.
Tonight I'm screaming out to the stars
He knows he owes me a favour
It doesn't matter where you are
You'll be mine again.
There was one thing Don could look forward too. He was a firm believer in heaven and hell. Angell was definitely in heaven. How could she not be? And not just because of the name, ironic as it is.
So he would just hope, prey, that he would make it to heaven someday. See Jess again.
Someday…
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Sorry, i know i kinda use a lot of commas hehe.
This is surprisingly serious for me.
I'm usually not all sad and sentimental like this x]
So yea this is my first FanFic;
hope you liked. Reviews are nice!
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