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A Sam/Andy fic.
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Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Rookie Blue.
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A/N: This one is from Sam's point of view. Just a quick one about how sometimes, he really hates his feelings for Andy.
I wrote a poem that falls in line with this one, it's on my blog: corralyn . blogspot . com (Without the spaces). Give it a read if you want.
I hope you guys like this one, I know I'll love writing it.
As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!
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This feeling inside of him? He hated it. He wanted it gone. It tore at him for hours - days - on end, never letting him up for air. It was intoxicating.
He didn't understand how anyone could enjoy this feeling. What fool could ever want to suffer through such misery and uncertainty, such regret and frustration? A stupid, hopeful fool, that's for sure.
He would give just about anything to stop feeling this way. It was doing him no favors, it wasn't beneficial to him in any sort of way. He couldn't think without her invading his thoughts, he couldn't breathe without his traitorous heart skipping a beat. He couldn't get her off of his mind.
He hated this feeling. It was stupid, and useless. What man - what person - could ever want to feel this way?
No matter how many times he asked this question, the answer was always the same. 'You, moron. You're the only one in love with your damn rookie.'
No, nothing that he did could get her out of his mind, but every so often, he didn't entirely hate that. Somewhere deep inside of him, he wanted to think about her, he wanted to be with her. He would wait. Maybe not patiently, but he would wait.
He wasn't gonna be happy about it, though. Sam Swarek didn't just go around falling in love everyday.
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The end.
What did you guys think? Like it, hate it?
Like I said, a short one.
Reviews are appreciated, flame if you must, but constructive criticism is much more useful.
Until next time ...!