Hey guys, this is my first one-shot song-fic so give it a try. :) This idea has been bouncing around my head for some time (and it was getting quite annoying) :S so...I typed it up...Hope you Like! ^_^ x...
Song: "I'm yours" by Script (Irish rock band) song-fiction.
I reached out with my course thumb to wipe away the cascading tears, that were literally gushing down now as if the dam has broken and is now over flowing with water, but she didn't look at me; she stepped away from me, ripping my heart out in the process.
I may not have the softest touch
I mean it's not her fault; I don't blame her for being angry with me. Heck I'm angry with me and if I got treated like that I'd be beyond angry, but seeing her so upset just made me want to turn back time and take back the words I said earlier. It hurt. It really hurt seeing her like this. Broken. I don't deserve her friendship. I don't deserve her forgiveness. Heck, I don't deserve her.
I may not say the words as such
I dropped my outstretched hands where her face was just a second ago, now she was standing a few feet away from me. Her bright sea blue eyes glaring my way, her shoulders stiff. Her fists clenched.
I flicked my greasy hair away from my face. I tried to reach her; I did, but am not good enough for her. I never will be. And the looks don't work in my favour either. I mean who would want to like a big towering bulk with black lanky-greasy hair that needed a cut and face filled with red angry acne. That's why, every time she comes closer to me. Every time our friendship strengthens; I push her away, scared that if we get too close I'll lose control over myself, and scared that when I do lose that control she'll turn me down-disgusted that me of all people like her. No, love her. She'll turn me down nice and slowly, of course. It's like her to do that. It'll just end up hurting us both. It'll end up hurting me. So, I push her away.
And though I may not look like much
But even with these thoughts going through my head I wanted her. I needed her. She's my mate. She's my other half. I scoff at the idea that we'll end up together. So, to avoid getting hurt, I chew her out. Get her angry at me, but that hurts too. It's like a blow to my heart. A blow every time I can't have her. Every time I push her away. But, it has to be done. I go mad at her when she's hurt herself or put herself in danger for no reason. I can't have her. I can't lose her.
I'm yours
Even though I keep telling myself I'll never win her. Not like this, not ever. Not if I keep chewing her out like that blaming her for something that's not even remotely her fault. But I do it anyway. If I can't have her at least she'll be safe. I love her. But I can't tell her that; she won't accept me-she'd want Simon. That's why I chew her out; to push her away. Away from the monster. Away from me.
And though my edges may be rough
I'll protect her. Yes. I'll protect her from harm, from danger. I'll keep her safe. I may not be a looker, I may be dangerous myself. But I can protect her, from other danger she gets herself into. My lips twitched into a sad smile at that.
And never feel I'm quite enough
I'll protect her with all my strength. I'll protect her with all my heart. Heck, I'd die for her. To see her happy and safe is all I want, even if she's not with me. I'd be happy as long as she is.
It may not seem like very much
The wolf in me keeps telling me that I should take her away from everyone, keep her for myself. I growled at my wolf self. It will never happen. I can't force her to be mine. It's her choice. She belongs to someone else. She'll be happier with him.
But I'm yours
She was different, from the first time I laid my eyes on her. I knew, I knew she was the one. No matter how many times I tried to deny it. No matter how many times I came up with 'logical' excuses explaining away why I felt that way about her. I knew. From the day she looked up at me with her wide blue eyes. All innocent; and small. And the day she stood up for her self. Standing tall. Fighting back. Not taking my crap. I knew.
You healed these scars over time
Even when she didn't know what kind of monster I was back then she stayed with me helping me get through my change, encouraging me in her soft little voice repeating nothings. It made me feel safe.
Embraced my soul
She doesn't just take my word for it just because I'm advanced in science and maths. She'll make me challenge myself in everything; not like anyone else. She'll argue back and stand up for herself. She'll challenge me.
You loved my mind
She not only helped challenge myself, she helped change myself. I have learnt to smile. To laugh. To be who I wanted to be. To not let anyone's criticism get to me. I learnt to be less of a monster than I am. She's my angel in disguise.
You're the only angel in my life
The day I killed Liam was a big blow. I couldn't take it. The guilt was eating away at me. Slowly. I was a monster again. I nearly lost you. I nearly lost myself, but you said reassured me. Said, I'm not monster. I wanted to believe that. Oh, how badly I wanted that to be true. But, I killed someone. Someone died at my own hands. You pointed out I was protecting you. If I didn't kill Liam he would have killed us. Both of us. The guilt ebbed away. Little by little.
My knees went weak and you saw me cry
'You're still my big bad brave wolf'. Your soft voice tinkled in the night.
'You're my Chloe, my little kick-ass necro'.
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes
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