Title: Tears Fall In Forgotten Corners (Chapter 1/???)
Fandon: Being Human
Pairings: Not really. Mitchell/Lauren and George/Nina in later chapters. But nothing that isn't cannon in the show.
Warnings: Angst, AU
Summary: A look at what things would have been like if Annie had know that Owen killed her from the start. Spoilers for the whole of season one.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Belongs to the BBC and Toby Whithouse. I'm just stealing and playing with.

Chapter 1

"You fucking bitch! Bitch!" Owen yelled at Annie as she ran out into the hall.

"No, Owen! Please, Owen!" She gabbled trying hard to convince him. She didn't know what to do. It was all so wrong. Everything has gone so wrong.

"Think I'm a fucking mug! Is that what you think?" He had her pinned against the wall. His face only inches from hers. And that look on his face. The one she put out of her mind as soon as it went away. The one she blocked from her memory and made sure never came back into her head uninvited.

"I've never said that!" She screamed.

"You're cheap, Annie! You're a fucking little whore, you know that?" She shut her eyes trying to stop herself from listening to the things that he was saying. The insults he was throwing at her.

"Don't say that!" It was almost pleading. She just wanted him to stop.

"It's embarrasing, it's tragic!"

"Please Owen!"

"You're pathetic" He flung her against the other wall. It felt like he was wrenching her hair out he was pulling it so hard. Holding her up by it.

"Owen, please, you're hurting me!" And he was. Tearing at her scalp and pushing her deeply into the wall. She tried to push him away but he was too strong for her.

"Did you wear this for him?" She hadn't. She hadn't. It was all some horrible mistake. She wanted him to believe that fact more than anything in the world. She hadn't.

"No, I promise, no!" Please let him believe her. All she was saying was the truth. Why wouldn't he believe her?

"Did he make you come, Annie? Was he good" She just wanted him to stop. Stop waving that stupid thong in front of her face. Stop holding her tight against the wall. Stop pulling her hair. Stop. Just stop.

"No, no"

"Did you enjoy it, you cheap bitch?!"

"Owen, stop it!" She pushed him as hard as she could throwing her entire force behind it. He fell backwards slamming against the wall oppersite. "Owen, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Owen please don't." She backed away, stepping slowly downstairs desperately pleading with her fiancée.

He grabbed her pulling her close towards her face. She could feel his breath against her face. The stink of beer.

"You fucking bitch." He snarled at her.

And pushed.

She fell backwards hitting the wall on her way down. There was nothing she could do. She was falling, falling. Her hands went out instinctively to catch her, but it was no good. She screamed and hit the floor. There was a loud crack as her neck cracked again the tiles beneath her.

That was how Annie died.

And that was how she woke up. Still lying there on the cold tiles, staring up towards the cieling.

Pushing herself up she looked around. Had she only been knocked unconscious? Had all the things she'd seen been just her imagination? The darkness. The men with the sticks. The... no. She couldn't think about it. It was too awful. Too horrible. It had just been some weird dream. Something horrible that her mind had conjured up whilst she had been asleep.

She braced herself against the wall as her legs went from underneath her. She didn't want to fall over and knock herself out again.

Then she saw it. Saw herself. She was still lying there. On the floor. A pool of blood drenched her hair. She gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. It couldn't be. It was impossible. She could be... couldn't be... It was hard to even form the word in her thoughts.

And it was him. The guy she'd loved. The guy she'd cared for more than anything in the world. He'd... He'd. Well he'd... done... this to her.

Sitting down on the bottom step she looked at the body on the ground in front of her. Her body. The entire of her body was shaking, the body that was still alive.. well moving anyway. She could hardly call herself alive anymore. Not whilst she was lying there on the floor right in front of her own eyes.

The door opened. Annie looked up. She could feel the pain coming back. No wait. It was anger. Anger at the man who was walking in through the door at that moment. The man who was looking right at her. Right through her. She looked at him, shocked that he could see her but at the same time glad that he couldn't.

He was shaking slightly. Muttering softly under his breath. She couldn't quite make out the words. Not that she had to. He was looking at her. At the body lying on the floor. He was trying to work out what do to with it. What to do with her.

How could he just come back in here after what he had done and work out how to cover it up? Didn't he feel any regret at all? Didn't he care about her at all? Apparently not if he could just come back in and make it look like an accident. Did he even love her at all? Had he ever loved her?

Annie could feel the tears begin to flow down her face. There was nothing that she could do to stop them. Her fiancée. The man she had loved. She didn't want to see this anymore. Closing her eyes she willed her legs too move. Wishing that she could get to another room instead of being rooted to the spot.

When she opened her eyes she found that she was in her bedroom. She looked around disorientated. It was as if just her wanting to go there had made it happen. She didn't dwell on it. Owen was still downstairs. Even here in her room she could hear him moving around. He was on the phone.

"I need an abulance. It's.. it's my fiancée. She fell" His voice sounded. Annie shut her eyes. Fell. That was his story. His lie. He had loved her. She was sure of that. But now... He was just lying about what had happened. Did he really feel so little of her that he was able to just act like that?

Keeping her eyes shut Annie stayed on the chair hugging her legs against her for a long time. She heard the ambulance come and go. Heard the house go silent. And still stayed where she was.

AN: Hope you enjoyed. Hopefully have the next chapter up soon! Please review I'd love some feedback but no flamers please if you do then I'll feed you to Seth