Author's Note: I know I kind of abandoned my other fanfiction for "Third Watch". Sorry for all those who were reading. I will try to finish it up very soon, but right now, I decided to do a oneshot. This is based off a song remake by Lili Haydn, but it was originally by Supertramp. I love the song, and I thought it was a perfect idea. It is from the first-person view of our favorite - Bosco, reflecting on his life. As always, read and review please!
Disclaimer: I could only wish I owned "Third Watch" and the characters, but I do not. Nor do I own the song.
I can feel myself yawnin' as I start wakin' up. I look around at the unfamiliar surroundings, tryin' to figure out where I am. Seems like every mornin', I wake up in a new place. Sure, I did it a lot to start with, but now it's constant, ya know? Moreso after the shootin'. I guess, in a way, it kinda numbs you from any potential hurt. I mean, it's just a one-night stand. No strings attached. Hell, I don't even 'member half their names.
"You're up," a voice shakes me from my thoughts, and I look over to see the tall blonde standin' in the doorway. "I was just making some coffee... you want some?" she asks, lookin' at me expectantly for an answer.
I'm tryin' to remember her name, but I'm drawin' a blank. "Uh, sure, thanks," I reply finally, sittin' up. I can feel her eyes restin' on my bare chest. The scars. From savin' Faith from those jagoffs shootin' at us at Mercy over a year ago. Most chicks think they're kinda sexy, wantin' to know what happened. I don't really like to talk 'bout it. I pull on my t-shirt quickly, self-consciously.
"I'll let you get dressed," the blonde said, makin' her way back to the kitchen. As much as I hate to admit this, I'm kinda sick of this. This one-night stand shit. It's all I ever really have. No meaningful relationships. I know, I know, it sounds girly and shit. But I wanna settle down - stop screwin' around and just be happy. I'm never really happy anymore. It's a struggle, everyday. I want one girl, one constant girl. Not a new stranger every night that I say goodbye to the next mornin' and never see again. There's no sorrow, no shame you have. No pain. I finish gettin' dressed and head into the kitchen. "Here you go," the blonde placed a mug in front of me before goin' to fill one for herself.
"Thanks," I nod, sippin' the coffee. "I should, uh, go," I finish up and grab my stuff. "Thanks for the coffee," I nod before makin' my way to my car. I climb in and lean back before startin' the car, the radio blaring the second the ignition turns over.
Goodbye Mary,
Goodbye Jane
Will we ever
Meet again?
Feel no sorrow
Feel no shame
Come tomorrow
Feel no pain
I take my hand off the volume button and listen. Song just stole the words right outta my mouth, huh?
Now some they do, and some they don't
And some you just can't tell
And some they will, and some they won't
With some it's just as well
You can laugh at my behavior
That'll never bother me
Say the devil is my savior
But I don't pay no heed
Goodbye stranger
It's been nice
Hope you find your
Paradise
Tried to see your
Point of view
Hope your dreams will
All come true
Goodbye Mary,
Goodbye Jane
Will we ever
Meet again?
Feel no sorrow
Feel no shame
Come tomorrow
Feel no pain
The song slowly ends and I finally turn the volume down. Yea, that song just spoke pretty much what I was thinkin'. It's all I ever have. And yes, it's painless. But is it really worth it in the end?
