Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue please. My second attempt at a Higher Ground fanfiction. (Yes, Daised and Confused was one of my fave episodes!)
I'll Be Waiting
Darkchilde
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I watched the beat up old truck rattled away, kicking up dust all around it. A few flakes of rust flew off, and I found myself wondering if the old thing was going to make it all the way to Colorado and back. It looked like it was about to die at any moment.
"Hope the truck makes it." I said to Roger, not taking my eyes off the green four by four as it made it's way away from Mt. Horizon…away from me.
"It should. And if it doesn't...the ladies are smart. Not a lot they can't handle." Roger tried to reassure me.
"Yeah."
I still wish that there was a man with them. And I wish that that man was me. I wish I was there with Daisy, when she faced down her demons with all the attitude that she could muster. That's just her way. She's the queen of attitude; even Shelby is second place when it comes to that.
That's one of the many, many things that I like about her. There are other things too, other things that sometimes I think I love about her, but I don't know. Of course, then I wake up, and I realize that it's just like.
Yeah, of course I wake up and realize that. And Shelby's a shoe in for Miss Congeniality too.
I run a hand through my hair and continue to peer down the road, watching her slip further and further away. I hate watching people leave. It gets damn depressing after a while.
I couldn't pull my eyes away from the back window of the truck, where I can still see her turned around and waving to me, her lips pulled down into a small frown. Well, I'm pretty sure she's frowning.
I hate it when she frowns, though she does so often enough. She's so beautiful when she smiles-her entire face lights up. I always feel better when she smiles at me.
I wish I could have made her smile before she left. She didn't want to go, and I didn't want her to leave. I never wanna be apart from her. It's like she…
I put a hand up over my eyes, trying to shake those thoughts out of my mind. Not good territory to be journeying into, especially about my best friend.
But I hope she makes it through this okay.
I try to assure myself that she can, that's she's tough. But the truth is, that I don't know if she's gonna be able to handle what she's going to be facing at her "home". Please make it through Daisy. I…need you to come home.
I need you.
I think...I might...someday...love you. Maybe. Possibly. But not now.
Now, I just like you. I just want my best friend to be okay.
I keep watching the road until the rusted out truck is just a memory, and then I turn toward the boys' lodge. Even though Daisy wasn't here, life still went on, and I still had to go to class.
Something stopped me from walking forward though. Like some invisible force just grabbed me around the middle and stopped me from walking. I turned back around and looked down the road once more, a part of me hoping that the truck would come shimmying back up the hill.
The other part of me knew that it wasn't, and was rather glad that it didn't. Daisy needed to do this. She needed to face her demons, needed to find her peace. She couldn't do it here. I hope she can do it there.
But I know that she'll be back. She'll be back, and I'll be waiting.
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I'll Be Waiting
Darkchilde
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I watched the beat up old truck rattled away, kicking up dust all around it. A few flakes of rust flew off, and I found myself wondering if the old thing was going to make it all the way to Colorado and back. It looked like it was about to die at any moment.
"Hope the truck makes it." I said to Roger, not taking my eyes off the green four by four as it made it's way away from Mt. Horizon…away from me.
"It should. And if it doesn't...the ladies are smart. Not a lot they can't handle." Roger tried to reassure me.
"Yeah."
I still wish that there was a man with them. And I wish that that man was me. I wish I was there with Daisy, when she faced down her demons with all the attitude that she could muster. That's just her way. She's the queen of attitude; even Shelby is second place when it comes to that.
That's one of the many, many things that I like about her. There are other things too, other things that sometimes I think I love about her, but I don't know. Of course, then I wake up, and I realize that it's just like.
Yeah, of course I wake up and realize that. And Shelby's a shoe in for Miss Congeniality too.
I run a hand through my hair and continue to peer down the road, watching her slip further and further away. I hate watching people leave. It gets damn depressing after a while.
I couldn't pull my eyes away from the back window of the truck, where I can still see her turned around and waving to me, her lips pulled down into a small frown. Well, I'm pretty sure she's frowning.
I hate it when she frowns, though she does so often enough. She's so beautiful when she smiles-her entire face lights up. I always feel better when she smiles at me.
I wish I could have made her smile before she left. She didn't want to go, and I didn't want her to leave. I never wanna be apart from her. It's like she…
I put a hand up over my eyes, trying to shake those thoughts out of my mind. Not good territory to be journeying into, especially about my best friend.
But I hope she makes it through this okay.
I try to assure myself that she can, that's she's tough. But the truth is, that I don't know if she's gonna be able to handle what she's going to be facing at her "home". Please make it through Daisy. I…need you to come home.
I need you.
I think...I might...someday...love you. Maybe. Possibly. But not now.
Now, I just like you. I just want my best friend to be okay.
I keep watching the road until the rusted out truck is just a memory, and then I turn toward the boys' lodge. Even though Daisy wasn't here, life still went on, and I still had to go to class.
Something stopped me from walking forward though. Like some invisible force just grabbed me around the middle and stopped me from walking. I turned back around and looked down the road once more, a part of me hoping that the truck would come shimmying back up the hill.
The other part of me knew that it wasn't, and was rather glad that it didn't. Daisy needed to do this. She needed to face her demons, needed to find her peace. She couldn't do it here. I hope she can do it there.
But I know that she'll be back. She'll be back, and I'll be waiting.
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