Title: Tear Stains
Rating: PG-13(Language)
Summary: After being rescued,a series of heartbreaking events reunite 6 of the lovelorn castaways with one another. CC, SS and, as always, JK
Disclaimer: Would I be writing this story if I owned anything? Lyrics go to 3 Doors Down (Who I don't own either, by the way)
A/N: Well, you guys get to choose. I have a happy ending and a sad ending for each couple. You can decide if you just want the happy endings, sad endings, or both. I'll warn you, the sad endings are very realistic, except Jack and Kate's, which is more realistic then the happy.
A/N2: I used Jif peanut butter, to all my Jaters over at Lost-forum. Love ya guys :) This first chapter really short, they get longer, though.
"One hundred days have made me older, since the last time that I saw your pretty face"-Here Without You-3 Doors Down
Charlie sat on the hotel bed, strumming at his guitar. He had a show in less than an hour. He should've been happy. He should've been really happy, yet he had this sadness deep inside that he couldn't place his finger on.
After the plane had landed into LAX, the first person he saw was Liam. He hadn't forgiven him all that quickly, though with some convincing, and Liam's vow to go on a Reunion Tour, they had become best friend again.
Charlie had been right about one thing. Record scales had spiked once the news of the crash, and then his return, had hit the airways. And now their tour was sold out. This one would be better he told himself. No drugs, just like he promised Claire
Claire.
He got a nauseous feeling in the pit of his stomach. Ever since he saw the handsome, smiling man who hugged Claire and 2 year old Aaron in the terminal, he new he had lost her. He missed her terribly though. Her smile, her undying optimism, the way her eyes would light up at peanut butter.
Charlie went over to the fridge and pulled out a jar of Jif peanut butter. He dipped a finger in, and licked it off. "Ours was better" he silently decided. His thoughts were disrupted by a knock on the door. He quickly place the jar back "If they saw me with a peanut butter jar, they'd think I was bloody mad" Charlie thought.
He opened the door and smiled. "Charlie," the Australian accented woman exclaimed.
Maybe the person at the door wouldn't think I was bloody mad if they saw me with peanut butter.
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