Title: Evanesce
Author: Duck
Rating: PG for now... unsure of later
Disclaimer: I own Michael Vartan, JJ Abrams, Disney World, The title Smutty Ducky, and Gregory Smith. I'm also residing in a mental institution.
Summary: She thought she lost everything. What she finds, however, is much more.
A/N: This is a little thingy my abusive angst muse Gerty beat me into writing. Thanks to neumy for listening to me and helping Gerty be named. More soon, hopefully. (Remember, things arent always as they appear!)
Prologue
You always told me to be strong, to hold on tight to whatever I had and never let it go. You were all I had, all I needed, so I held on as tight as I could. It's almost funny, the best advice you ever gave was the one thing I couldn't do. I let you slip through my arms into that horrible room, and you never came out. I didn't hold on tight enough. Not nearly enough.
You taught me everything I know, showed me everything I love, and you loved me. I could tell from the start how much you loved me by the way your eyes would light up when I spoke. I had friends, but you were my best. My confidant, the one who kept every secret, no matter how stupid.
I always knew there was a secret you kept from me, a mystery buried deep in your past. Now I'll never know, because you're gone, flying away to a place you deserve to be. I know you will be happy because you will be with her.
So, while you are in a happy place, I remain here, depressed and cold. Because without you I am alone. Without you, I am nothing.
Loving Father
Rest In Peace
Michael A. Craig
Those words are forever inscribed into my memory, because I will never see them again.
Author: Duck
Rating: PG for now... unsure of later
Disclaimer: I own Michael Vartan, JJ Abrams, Disney World, The title Smutty Ducky, and Gregory Smith. I'm also residing in a mental institution.
Summary: She thought she lost everything. What she finds, however, is much more.
A/N: This is a little thingy my abusive angst muse Gerty beat me into writing. Thanks to neumy for listening to me and helping Gerty be named. More soon, hopefully. (Remember, things arent always as they appear!)
Prologue
You always told me to be strong, to hold on tight to whatever I had and never let it go. You were all I had, all I needed, so I held on as tight as I could. It's almost funny, the best advice you ever gave was the one thing I couldn't do. I let you slip through my arms into that horrible room, and you never came out. I didn't hold on tight enough. Not nearly enough.
You taught me everything I know, showed me everything I love, and you loved me. I could tell from the start how much you loved me by the way your eyes would light up when I spoke. I had friends, but you were my best. My confidant, the one who kept every secret, no matter how stupid.
I always knew there was a secret you kept from me, a mystery buried deep in your past. Now I'll never know, because you're gone, flying away to a place you deserve to be. I know you will be happy because you will be with her.
So, while you are in a happy place, I remain here, depressed and cold. Because without you I am alone. Without you, I am nothing.
Loving Father
Rest In Peace
Michael A. Craig
Those words are forever inscribed into my memory, because I will never see them again.