SUMMARY:
A rewritten version of 'Claiming Back Anastasia'.
"When your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold
Don't let go"
Was the part of the song that made me realize...
That I should have fought harder...
Disclaimer: I don't own the most of songs here. I also don't own Fifty Shades of Grey. Credits to E.L. James.
I am only borrowing some of the characters. :)
PROLOGUE:
It was a rainy day on the 4th of June, the year 2013. Christian Trevelayn-Grey sat on the balcony with a glass of scotch at night, around 9 o' clock, exhausted. He swirled his drink in his hand as he stares at the busy view of the night city. So dark, but filled with lights.
Anastasia...
He sighed. He walked to his piano and placed his glass by a coffee table beside the piano as grabbed the iPod from its dock. He sighed again as he found the song he wanted to play with. Streching his fingers, he cracked the joints to loosen them, sat on the bench and placed the iPod in its dock, hitting play.
When your soul finds the soul it was waiting for
When someone walks into your heart through an open door
When your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold
Don't let go
This had he all wound up. 'Why did I fucked up? Why do I have to be so broken.. So useless' he thought. He felt tears starting to well up.
Someone comes into your world
Suddenly your world has changed forever
Oh Anastasia...
No,
There's no one else's eyes
That could see into me
No one else's arms can lift
Lift me up so high
Your love lifts me out of time
And you know my heart by heart
When you're one with the one you were meant to find
Everything falls in place, all the stars align
When you're touched by the cloud that has touched your soul
Don't let go
Someone comes into your life
It's like they've been in your life forever
No,
There's no one else's eyes
That could see into me
No one else's arms can lift
Lift me up so high
Your love lifts me out of time
And you know my heart by heart
So now we've found our way to find each other
So now I found my way to you
No, there's no
One else's eyes
That could see into me
No, there's
No one else's eyes
That could see into me
No one else's arms can lift
Lift me up so high
Your love lifts me out of time
And you know my heart by heart
And you know my heart by heart
And you know my heart by heart
And you know my heart by heart
He played that song over and over again, until he went all out with full-blown tears and wailing. Downing his glass of Scotch, he wobbled his way to his office, where he kept the seven large portraits of Anastasia Rose Steele in her B.C. times. Before Christian. As in… before Christian Grey. Her angelic smile lighting up his once dead heart as he kissed each portrait. He thou h t he didn't have a heart...but, Ana Rose proved him wrong. This was his schedule almost all the time. Work, Home, take care of Phee and wail like a grown up baby that lost his binky.
He smiled a bit as he thinks of his little Phee. Phoenix Anastasia Grey. She is an angel with some bronze tuft on her head and steel grey eyes that made the megalomaniac CEO wrapped around her little pinkie. Christian recalled the day he got little Phee. It was a fine afternoon. Well, not exactly. It was eight months post Ana. Christian managed to get the Chinese businessmen from China to sell their company and shipyard. When he returned home, he saw Leila Williams, his last Sub before Anastasia Rose Steele, sitting on the couch. He was angry. Leila sensed his wrath so she stood up, gave him a note and left. Christian was beyond pissed at the fact that he had a 6-month old daughter and it was his, according to the DNA test. He was determined to lash out at Leila. The next day, he found out that Leila and her husband, Richmond Summers, died in a plane crash on the way to New York. On that day, Christian was determined to keep his daughter, since he knew that he will not want his daughter to have a fucked up life like his.
Snapping himself from the flashback, he went to his daughter's room, where Phee was fast asleep. He remembered, when Grace heard about him having a baby girl. The Grey's were overwhelmed. ..Until Carrick asked about her back story.
That night, the Grey's were all gathered, and Christian told them the ugly truth. The next day, fake hair was flying, words were spoken and shit became really real. Who knew, the kind loving Grace Trevelayn-Grey could be an ass whipping mafia when it comes to the point where her best friend was the slutty cougar!
From that day on, the Grey's cut all ties with Elena, and Christian's life improved. Up until today, he still wants his Anastasia. Hell, he even went to church and made a prayer that Anastasia was still single and her innocence is still his.
In New York, Brianza just finish her new song called Fading Like A Flower, her chestnut mane with electric blue tips pulled up in a high ponytail. Her shy brunette pianist smiled and her loyal drummer grinned. "Annie, will you come here please?" Bree hollered. Annie, the shy pianist, admired the lead singer/guitarist. So amazing yet humble. "Yes?" She said softly.
"Will you be okay, leaving to Montesano?" Bree, aka Brianza Quinn asked. "Of course, Bree." Annie smiled. "Okay, Annabelle Sawyer, please stay safe on your trip and say hi to your mom and dad and my dad for me, okay?" Annie replied, "Yes, Rose." And she lightly nudged Brianza.
Brianza smirked. Yes, Brianza Quinn is her stage name… but only a few, knows her real name.
A/n: Song title was "Heart by Heart" by Demi Lovato
-Havana 3