Disclaimer: I hereby swear that I in no way, shape, or form, own any legal rights having to deal with Gundam Wing or the song 'The Storm' as performed and owned by Garth Brooks. The characters mentioned in this story are not mine and are the property of their respective owners. The plot for this story however is mine and mine alone. I do this solely for entertainment purposes, and stand to gain nothing financial wise. Thank you, and I hope that you enjoy this newest story, brought to you by S. S. Shadow.
"talking"
'thinking'
*song lyrics*
White lightening streaked across the blackened sky as thunderclaps echoed throughout the night. As the rain carried nature's fury within every drop that fell, the wailing of the wind gusts blew freely while carrying every raindrop as it pelted the windowpanes of every building in town. While the interiors of every house consisted of a comforting warmth and pleasant feeling harbored by loving families and content loners, one house, while enduring the storm raging outside, was failing to successfully contain the destructive and unbridled force of nature that dwelled within. The source of the building's unfortunate interior destruction and disarray lied within the form of one Lucrencia Noin.
Sitting upon her knees as she leaned back against her heals, Lucrencia weakly hugged herself, grasping at her black cotton sweater in an attempt at comfort before letting her hands fall to lay against blue jean clad thighs. Her back was arched forward as multiple strands of lavender hair fell in front of her face, obscuring and hiding the pain found in her equally violet eyes. Twin lines of moisture however flowed freely down her cheeks as her entire body convulsed lightly from the stressed sobs and hiccups that managed to rack her trembling form.
*She sits among the pieces of broken glass and photographs*
*Reluctantly releases the last of what was her past*
Throughout the house and especially the living room that she now occupied, the damage inflicted as a result of Noin's despair was massive. Amongst the destruction was a shattered picture frame that had previously held a photo of both her and Zechs together at a carnival that had passed through their area the previous year, said picture was now cast aside in two pieces as a tear down the middle separated the two of them.
*It struck without a warning or did she just ignore the signs*
*In those dark clouds forming behind her silver lines*
"How could he?" She cried weakly. The memory of what transpired was still fresh in her mind.
--Flashback--
After a long day of work, Lucrencia had come by Zech's place with the intent of surprising him. Using the spare key above the doorframe, she let herself inside. As late as it was Zech's would most likely be asleep so Lucrencia quietly made her way down the hall to his bedroom and smiled in anticipation of his reaction as she reached for the doorknob. Her movement was halted however as she heard what could only have been described as feminine moans of pleasure emitting from the other side of the door. Though somewhere in the back of her mind she was aware of what was happening, Noin opened the door only to be greeted by the site of Zechs pleasuring some blond haired stranger. In that moment, the floor of Noin's world dropped out from beneath her as she paled at the site before her. The following scream of emotional pain and anguish that followed was more then enough to startle her backstabbing boyfriend who turned white as a sheet as he looked up just in time to see Noin's retreating form.
*And the door it slammed like thunder, and the tears they feel like rain*
*And the warnings from her family whirl like a hurricane*
The tears started before she even reached her car and were still flowing as she stormed through the front door and collapsed upon the couch an the living room as the onslaught of warnings and disapproving remarks ran rampant through her head. Everybody she knew disliked the idea of the two of them being together. They all tried to tell her that he was bad news, but she was just too stubborn and blinded by her feelings of love, feelings that apparently were one-sided. Lying on her side, Noin curled up into a ball as she proceeded to cry herself to sleep.
*Oh she's drowning in emotions, and she cannot reach the shore*
*She's alive but can she survive the storm*
--End flashback--
That was over a week ago, yet the effect of what had happened was just now taking effect. The next few days following that tragic event were spent in the confines of her home as Noin locked herself away, refusing any and all forms of contact. When she finally decided to return to work she was like a zombie, coming in, working, and then going home, all with little or no unnecessary interaction whatsoever. Now, all her pent up emotion was surfacing as she took out her frustrations on whatever she could lay her hands on.
*A broken jewel box dancer lies in pieces down the hall*
*She's finding out the answers don't change nothing at all*
With the room now in shambles and herself drained both physically and mentally, Noin fell to her knees in exhaustion, which is how she remained up to this point in time. As she raised her head and looked around at her handiwork, she sighed sadly at what she had done.
*It's time that she stop searching for who's to blame or what went wrong*
*The only thing for certain is he's gone, she's got to move on*
Picking herself up off the floor, Lucrencia walked over to her closet and took out a broom and dustpan. After picking up the larger pieces of debris, she proceeded to sweep up the mess in the living room before moving on to the rest of the house. Thankfully tomorrow was Saturday as well as her day off, looking around the dwelling it was clear that she'd need it.
*Then the door was slammed like thunder, and the tears they fall like rain*
*And the warnings from her family whirl like a hurricane*
*Oh she's drowning in emotion but she cannot reach the shore*
*She's alive but can she survive the storm*
After that night her behavior more or less returned to normal. She returned to work. Though she began to communicate with her friends again, the ever-present spark of life that had previously inhabited her eyes was gone. While she had become more social at work then she had been, after hours were spent ether in the privacy of her home or at the bars trying to drink away her troubles.
*Someday days just roll on by without a gray cloud in the sky*
*She keeps telling herself "I will make it on my own" *
*And her friends, they've all gone back to their lives thinking she will be all right*
*As she races through the night to make it home*
Tonight was just one of those nights, she had just got off work and for once was actually in semi-high spirits as she headed out the door, but then she had the misfortune of running into Zechs and it all vanished. Stepping past him quickly, she refused to even allow him a chance to speak as she hastily left the building.
*And the door it slams like thunder, and the tears they fall like rain*
*And the warnings from her family whirl like a hurricane*
*Oh she's drowning in emotion but she cannot reach the shore*
*She's alive but can she survive the storm*
Stumbling through the door, Noin dumped her purse and jacket on a nearby chair. Managing to make her way to the sofa, she collapsed upon its surface before passing out, well on her way to dreamland.
*She sits among the pieces of broken glass and photographs*
*Reluctantly releases the last of what was her past*
To be continued....?
Author's Notes: Well, there you have it. I'll say right off the bat that this is an experimental story that I'm writing. My intention is to make a multi-chaptered story with each chapter being written around a song that I have chosen, you could almost say that it's a musical, only without the singing actors. I have 2 more chapters that are already written, but not yet typed. I've decided to post the first chapter alone to test the waters and see whether or not this story will generate a response large enough to make continuing worth it. I'm hoping to accumulate 10 reviews before I move ahead to typing the next chapter, so If there's anyone who you think would be interested in this story, make sure to steer them my way. Like displayed above, this is a romance fic with a few light traces of angst, nothing too severe though. The romance aspect will start to come into play during chapter 3, but once more, in order to get to that point you need to review. I'd love for this story to continue, but if no one reads it, then what's the point right? Anyways, for now I'm out of here.
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