Aloha,
here I am again with more angst but you love it. Disclaimer:
The Boosh isn't mine, you all know this. Dedicated to anyone
who reads, and SparkieSchteff for being encouraging and helping.
And the song I used
is: Fall for you by Seccondhand Serenade.
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The
best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
could it be
that we have been this way before?A single flame licked
the red, running wax of the candle that emphasised the dismal mood of
the empty flat. The posters and paintings had been torn off the walls
and most of the furniture had been upturned or knocked down, only the
black and white sofa still standing proud; untouched. In the feint
light a silhouette of a man sat huddled on the sofa weeping into his
arms uncontrollably, his back shaking and his breaths rasping and
almost unheard over the strangled sobs escaping him. He blamed
himself for the past couple of weeks, the continuous arguments and
occasional fights, the reason why he was alone in the flat, the
reason why his best friend walked out and abandoned him, and reason
why he couldn't keep his mouth shut from expressing inner secrets
and thoughts.
It had happened everyday, almost like a routine they'd both wake up, go to work staring daggers at each other all day; but still adorning the happy shopkeeper attitude, then hang up their coats and run up to the flat, screaming abuse at each other, hurling clenched fists to each persons face or body or grabbing the ornaments and hurling them at one another. He never meant for all this to happen, but he must've forgot that he had a girlfriend when expressed himself earning and unexpected reception from his friend.
"Vince?" Howard
asked quietly over the film they were watching; The Notebook.
"Mhmm?" Vince mumbled, his gaze fixed to the screen.
"I
always wondered, how you felt towards the same sex, like men."
"Well,
they're men 'ain't they? So generally nice people…" Vince
replied, slightly confused.
"Well yeah, but what I meant was
your feelings, you once said to me that you 'swing both
ways'."
"Well I guess that generally depends on the bloke,
besides I'm engaged. Why?" Vince asked, Howard bit his lip
'because I really like you' he thought to himself, before
realising that he'd said it out loud. Vince just starred in
disbelief, the film playing to itself, Howard gulped; he didn't
like the look he was receiving.
"You what?" Vince asked,
standing up from the sofa, Howard followed suit as if it was
automatic.
"I never meant…" Howard began, but Vince was
having none of it and his face had turned into an angry rage, his top
lip was snarling and his eyebrows were furrowed. His fist clenched
into a ball.
"I'm engaged!" he screamed before hurtling his
fist forwards but diverting it towards the sofa, plunging his fist
into the soft cushions scattered about.
"Vince I…"
"No
Howard, just no. I'm engaged for fucksake!"
"But…"
"Howard,
just get 'outta my face."
Howard wiped the back of his arm under his nose, ignoring the mucus. He sniffed and looked towards the open window, the curtain flapping in an out by the wind.
But hold your breath
Because tonight
will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't
make me change my mind
Or I won't live to see another day
I
swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to
find
You're impossible to find.Howard stepped up to
the window, and placed a shaky hand on the frame peering out and down
at the drop below. He sniffed more as he drew back and stood once
again in the dismally lit room, he sighed.
"Wait Vince
where are you going?" Howard screeched as Vince threw various items
into his suitcase.
"Away from you, I'm moving in with Harriet!
I'm sick of all this shit." Vince screamed back, throwing in all
the unnecessary items, into his case.
"what exactly have I done?
I'm in love is that a crime?!" Howard cried from the
doorway.
"Fucking hell Yes! When it's with your engaged best
friend," Vince snapped, shutting his suitcase and heading for the
door.
"well, ex-best friend." He spat before leaving with a
swoosh of his coat.
The cold London air blew through Howard's smoky brown locks, and stinging at his eyes making them water even further, although this couldn't have been too noticeable from all the crying. Beads of water fell off his cheeks, freefalling to the ground three storeys below and freezing on the floor.
The candle
flickered out in the flat, and the semi-darkness vanished, leaving
only the stars to light Howards fate.
"I guess I'm going to
fall for you again, I love you Vince I'm sorry you couldn't see
that." Howard whispered absently to the skies before letting his
numb fingers give way sending him cascading downwards towards the
hard stony floor below.
This is not what I intended
I
always swore to you I'd never fall apart
You always thought that I
was stronger
I may have failed
But I have loved you from the
start
Vince
strutted semi drunk down the path, he wasn't lost but he'd
somehow managed to find his way home; his old home. He staggered up
the path and around the corner onto Acorn place and fumbled around in
his pocket for his keys, he continued up the road tripping up
something along the way. He collapsed to the floor and studied his
foot which was beginning to twinge.
"Ouch, bastard." He hissed
to himself, he noticed the blood on the pavement and second glanced
his throbbing foot, not necessarily looking for the gash in his flesh
but the gash in his boots but only found a gash in heart upon
realisation of where the blood came from. Howard was spread out
across the pavement, lying in a pool of blood, glass shards from the
pavement sticking out of him, side front and back. His skin was grey
and his lips where blue.
His eyes
staring.
Vince almost felt as though he'd stopped breathing. His
gasps of horror caught in the back of his throat. Tears prickled the
backs of his eyes and a lump of guilt threatened his throat. He held
Howard's cold lifeless body and wailed, his wedding ring slipping
off his finger.
"I'm so, so, so sorry!" Vince screamed,
although his apologies were just too late.
So
breathe in so deep
Breathe me in
I'm yours to keep
And hold
onto your words
Cause talk is cheap
And remember me
tonight
When you're asleep