Yellow! I recently became obsessed with this one so g by PTV... And whenever I hear it I think of 11and Clara, it's weird, okay? Okay. But anyway, today in Latin, I came up with this glorious idea, and being a good fanfictioner, I decided to share it with the world
DISCLAIMER: I DO T OWN THE SONG "HOLD ON TILL MAY" OR DOCTOR WHO. I WISH I DID, BUT I DONT.
Darling, you'll be okay
And she said,
"If you were me, you'd do the same
'Cause I can't take anymore
I'll draw the shades and close the door
Everything's not all right and I would rather..."
She stood there, silently crying, as she watched all the life painfully drain out of him.
He tried to mask all the pain, but she could see right through it, and it hurt her.
It hurt her more than he thought, because she loved him, oh, how she loved him.
She was desperately trying to think of a way to save him, because with out him, she would surely die too.
She turned around to look at his time stream, if Doctor Simeon could go in there and destroy all the Doctor's past selves, she could surely go in there and save him, right?
She turned to him, one last time, and wanted to say she loved him, but she couldn't, because she was certain that those three, extraordinary words just might hurt him even more. And because she loved him, though he may not know, she couldn't possibly think of hurting him.
For a few seconds, she stood there and looked at him, not knowing what to say, and he made a face, a face that showed her that he knew what she was about to do.
"Clara," he said through teeth clenched in pain, "please, don't. Don't. Please. Please!"
She told him the if he were she, he'd do the same.
She turned away and started crying, she cried for all the time she wouldn't be able to spend with him, and because he father wouldn't have her body to bury, and that he would never know that she was completely, utterly, and madly in love with him.
As she neard the time stream, she wouldn't look back, she didn't want to see his face, full of pain and sadness.
She knew what had to be done, she could not falter.
She counted to three.
One.
Two.
Three.
Geronimo.
She saw all of him.
She saved all of him.
She knew all of him.
She didn't know herself.
Was she Clara Oswin Oswald or Oswin Oswald, or all the few and far between.
She was lost, and she knew that she was scared of being lost.
She started to scream.
She wasn't scared, or frightened, just bloody terrified.
She screamed his name.
Just as she began to give up, he came. He came for her.
In her mind, she knew what he did was dangerous, stupid even, for such a clever (and handsome) man.
She took his hand and was brought back out.
And she knew she was happy.
She knew she was found.
That happiness didn't last long.
When she followed him into the TARDIS, she found his always-on-never-off bow tie on the floor, thrown carelessly.
She became scared.
Was he still the same?
He was sad, he looked so very sad.
He said he was sorry.
And she wanted to tell him how she felt-
And he was gone.
And part of her was too.
She knew it was still the Doctor, but it wasn't at the same time.
It'll be okay, it'll be okay.
And as the sun went down we ended up on the ground
I heard the train shake the windows
You screamed over the sound
And as we own this night
I put your body to the test with mine
This love was out of control
Tell me where did it go?
Okay! I do hope you like, and please please please check out the song (hold on till may, by Peirce The Veil) and please please please review!
And I did learn something in Latin today! :)
The world for girl is puella and girls is puellae!
(See I did pay attention c: )