a/n: Here are a few answers to my reviewers before we start.
FanFicLunatic234: Well, the /very/ ending will be happy. I'm talking last chapter ending. ^_^
hershey_kiss: I'm pretty sure Kawaii means cute. However, I could be wrong. lol Er... anyone know? Oh, and fluff I think is pretty much romance and lovey stuff. You know, hearts, flowers... the whole works. ^_^ Er.. I don't think my chapter fit into that category, but what do I know, eh? Sorry I haven't updated, I've been having medical problems.
RavenFireI: Ahem... I'm sorry that you're bored. There /will/ be Elsie/Bakura so if you don't like that, I suggest you leave. And you obviously didn't understand exactly what I was trying to get across about Alex. It's complicated and I won't explain it here, but if you don't understand it, don't tell me that /my/ character is out of character.
Now that that's over, on with the show!
(Oh, I don't own Stargate, which is an awesome show by the way)
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Jade was sitting on the couch, flipping through the TV channels. She landed on Stargate SG1 and stopped.
-This is pretty good, - she thought, setting the remote on the coffee table. She leaned back against the couch and sighed. Alex and David were at school and she had taken the day off. She always had the worst cramps that first day of her period.
But she hadn't been able to stay sitting down. Despite the fact she hurt every time she moved, she couldn't just watch TV all day. What a waste of time! She had laundry she had put through the machine, had done the dishes and also vacuumed. Now she waited for the laundry to finish in the dryer.
Satisfied that she had gotten a good day's work in, she got up to check on the dryer. She groaned in pain as she limped slowly into the kitchen. She pulled the sliding closet doors open to reveal the washer and dryer. There was no noise coming from either of the machines, so Jade pulled the dryer door open. She grabbed the laundry basket from above the washer and piled the clean clothes in it. She closed all of the doors and picked up the basket. In any other condition it wouldn't be heavy, but with her cramps it felt like lead.
She made it into the living room and dropped the laundry on the couch, proceeding to fold it and sort it. It was slow work since she couldn't fold very well sitting down, but a half an hour later she had finished and was making a trip upstairs, her arms full of David's clothes.
She entered his room and shuffled through his drawers, stuffing numerous articles of clothing in each. She neatened his drawers quickly, moaning slightly in pain. Jade sat down on his bed briefly, putting her hand on her abdomen. A few seconds later she stood again and made her way back down the stairs. She picked up the pile of Alex's clothes and once again started upstairs..
Balancing the clothes in one arm, Jade flicked on the light, illuminating her sister's room. She sighed as she looked at the posters covering every inch of the walls. She assumed most of them were Linkin Park, her sister's favorite band. She had no idea what the other posters were of. Alex had fashioned a lampshade for herself by using the little knowledge she had of sewing to stitch black fabric onto the original shade. Jade had to admit, it was pretty creative and Alex had done a fair job on it.
Adjusting the clothes on her arm, Jade walked over to her sister's dresser. She pulled open the top drawer and frowned. The clothes were jumbled together in a messy bunch. Sighing, Jade set the clean clothes on the bed and pulled out everything in the drawer. She began to fold and organize all of Alex's clothes. She grinned, knowing her sister would be furious that she had neatened anything in her room.
A little while later, Jade closed the last drawer, satisfied with a job well done. But, instead of leaving, she walked around the bed to the other side and sat down by the end table. There were numerous things on Alex's end table, her lamp included, but the thing Jade wanted to look at was the ceramic picture frame. The frame was black with a silver peace symbol in both the upper left and lower right corners. The picture was one of Alex, David and Bakura.
A loose smile formed on Jade's lips as she lifted the frame gently. David had given it to her sister for Christmas the year before. The picture was a recent one, taken by Jade herself. Bakura had his arms wrapped around Alex's waist, his chin resting on her shoulder. She had her arm around David's shoulders, though two of her fingers could be seen above his head. All three of them were smiling and laughing.
Jade found herself staring at the picture, that smile on her lips, a sadness in her heart. She wished so much that she could have been in the photograph as well. She wanted to see a smile on Alex's face when /she/ was in the room, instead of that familiar glare. Ever since Bakura came into the picture, Alex had changed. In just four months it seemed the teen was a completely different person, except for maybe when she was around Jade.
Why did she have such an aversion to Jade? Why did she have to be so mean to her? What did Jade ever do to her except try to be a good guardian? Ever since their parents had died Jade had taken care of Alex and David, bringing in the money so they could have a normal life. She had never given Alex any reason to hate her. And she could never get Alex to say /why/ she despised her so much. Anything that had to do with Jade, Alex hated. Though it might seem impossible, it seemed she loathed Rick even more than Jade. Why?
The redhead felt tears well up in her eyes as she stared at the photograph. Why couldn't Alex love her like she loved David? Why couldn't she at least /like/ her? Jade pressed the frame to her chest as tears fell from her eyes, her shoulders shaking slightly in rhythm with her sobs. She let herself cry for a few minutes before she sniffed and lifted her head. She wiped her face with her sleeve and placed the picture back on the end table. She stared at the photograph... at her sister's smiling face and had to fight the tears again. She finally managed to tear her eyes away from it and cleared her throat as she stood.
A pain seared through her abdomen and she cried out, stumbling backwards into the end table. She could feel something was wrong... something besides her off balance... but she couldn't make herself move. She was frozen in the position of her arms wrapped around her stomach, her eyes squeezed shut. Only when she heard something crash to the floor did she wrench her eyes open. She stared in horror at the floor, panic in her eyes as she dropped to her knees.
The picture frame lay face down on the wood floor, ceramic pieces of it lying nearby. With a shaking hand, she gently turned it over, broken glass clicking as it fell away from the photograph. Jade stared at it, petrified. How would she tell Alex? She didn't even know where David got the frame. He had bought it when he was with his friend. And she wouldn't have time to get another anyway because the second Alex entered her room she would see it was missing. How could she have been so careless?
Jade gathered up the glass with shaking hands, the sharp edges cutting into her palms. She got shakily to her feet and moved to the trash can, dropping the glass inside. She was oblivious to the blood running down her fingers as she turned back to the picture frame on the floor. What was she going to do with it? She'd have to get the vacuum cleaner up here now to get the remainder of the glass, but how would she tell Alex about the frame? What would she do with it? She looked at her hands and went into the bathroom, her legs feeling like they were about to collapse from under her.
She made it to the bathroom sink and leaned on it. She looked up into the mirror and stared at her pale faced reflection. The one question kept shooting through her mind: How could I have done this?
"Now what?" she whispered to herself. What would Alex do to her when she saw the frame? Her sister treasured that frame more than anything else she owned. The two people she loved more than anything were in that photograph... in that frame. How could Jade have broken it? Alex would go through the roof!
Her mouth dry, Jade turned on the faucet. The running water sounded so distant as she rinsed her hands and arms. Her fresh cuts stung as the warm water ran over them. Her heart pounded in her ears as she watched the water become reddish and swirl down the drain. She swallowed and shut off the water, reaching for a towel. Pressing her palms against the soft towel, she dried her hands. She grabbed ace bandages from under the sink and wrapped her hands so she didn't get blood everywhere.
She left the bathroom, feeling light headed from her nervousness. She saw the frame still lying on the floor and she stood there a minute, unwilling to believe it was her fault it was broken. But it was her fault and she had to face it.
Jade forced her legs to move to it and she gently picked up the pieces of the ceramic frame. She sat there for a few seconds, staring at it, before she managed to stand. She made her way back down the stairs, her legs feeling like rubber. She made her way to the coffee table in the living room and set the frame down on it. Jade ignored the pain in her abdomen as she moved to the closet. She sighed as she began to bring the hand held vacuum cleaner upstairs.
A half hour later, she was sitting on the couch again, staring at the frame. How would she tell Alex? What would her sister do to her? Alex would be furious! How could she have done this? How?
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a/n: Jade's in trouble huh? Well, review and I'll post. ^_^
FanFicLunatic234: Well, the /very/ ending will be happy. I'm talking last chapter ending. ^_^
hershey_kiss: I'm pretty sure Kawaii means cute. However, I could be wrong. lol Er... anyone know? Oh, and fluff I think is pretty much romance and lovey stuff. You know, hearts, flowers... the whole works. ^_^ Er.. I don't think my chapter fit into that category, but what do I know, eh? Sorry I haven't updated, I've been having medical problems.
RavenFireI: Ahem... I'm sorry that you're bored. There /will/ be Elsie/Bakura so if you don't like that, I suggest you leave. And you obviously didn't understand exactly what I was trying to get across about Alex. It's complicated and I won't explain it here, but if you don't understand it, don't tell me that /my/ character is out of character.
Now that that's over, on with the show!
(Oh, I don't own Stargate, which is an awesome show by the way)
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Jade was sitting on the couch, flipping through the TV channels. She landed on Stargate SG1 and stopped.
-This is pretty good, - she thought, setting the remote on the coffee table. She leaned back against the couch and sighed. Alex and David were at school and she had taken the day off. She always had the worst cramps that first day of her period.
But she hadn't been able to stay sitting down. Despite the fact she hurt every time she moved, she couldn't just watch TV all day. What a waste of time! She had laundry she had put through the machine, had done the dishes and also vacuumed. Now she waited for the laundry to finish in the dryer.
Satisfied that she had gotten a good day's work in, she got up to check on the dryer. She groaned in pain as she limped slowly into the kitchen. She pulled the sliding closet doors open to reveal the washer and dryer. There was no noise coming from either of the machines, so Jade pulled the dryer door open. She grabbed the laundry basket from above the washer and piled the clean clothes in it. She closed all of the doors and picked up the basket. In any other condition it wouldn't be heavy, but with her cramps it felt like lead.
She made it into the living room and dropped the laundry on the couch, proceeding to fold it and sort it. It was slow work since she couldn't fold very well sitting down, but a half an hour later she had finished and was making a trip upstairs, her arms full of David's clothes.
She entered his room and shuffled through his drawers, stuffing numerous articles of clothing in each. She neatened his drawers quickly, moaning slightly in pain. Jade sat down on his bed briefly, putting her hand on her abdomen. A few seconds later she stood again and made her way back down the stairs. She picked up the pile of Alex's clothes and once again started upstairs..
Balancing the clothes in one arm, Jade flicked on the light, illuminating her sister's room. She sighed as she looked at the posters covering every inch of the walls. She assumed most of them were Linkin Park, her sister's favorite band. She had no idea what the other posters were of. Alex had fashioned a lampshade for herself by using the little knowledge she had of sewing to stitch black fabric onto the original shade. Jade had to admit, it was pretty creative and Alex had done a fair job on it.
Adjusting the clothes on her arm, Jade walked over to her sister's dresser. She pulled open the top drawer and frowned. The clothes were jumbled together in a messy bunch. Sighing, Jade set the clean clothes on the bed and pulled out everything in the drawer. She began to fold and organize all of Alex's clothes. She grinned, knowing her sister would be furious that she had neatened anything in her room.
A little while later, Jade closed the last drawer, satisfied with a job well done. But, instead of leaving, she walked around the bed to the other side and sat down by the end table. There were numerous things on Alex's end table, her lamp included, but the thing Jade wanted to look at was the ceramic picture frame. The frame was black with a silver peace symbol in both the upper left and lower right corners. The picture was one of Alex, David and Bakura.
A loose smile formed on Jade's lips as she lifted the frame gently. David had given it to her sister for Christmas the year before. The picture was a recent one, taken by Jade herself. Bakura had his arms wrapped around Alex's waist, his chin resting on her shoulder. She had her arm around David's shoulders, though two of her fingers could be seen above his head. All three of them were smiling and laughing.
Jade found herself staring at the picture, that smile on her lips, a sadness in her heart. She wished so much that she could have been in the photograph as well. She wanted to see a smile on Alex's face when /she/ was in the room, instead of that familiar glare. Ever since Bakura came into the picture, Alex had changed. In just four months it seemed the teen was a completely different person, except for maybe when she was around Jade.
Why did she have such an aversion to Jade? Why did she have to be so mean to her? What did Jade ever do to her except try to be a good guardian? Ever since their parents had died Jade had taken care of Alex and David, bringing in the money so they could have a normal life. She had never given Alex any reason to hate her. And she could never get Alex to say /why/ she despised her so much. Anything that had to do with Jade, Alex hated. Though it might seem impossible, it seemed she loathed Rick even more than Jade. Why?
The redhead felt tears well up in her eyes as she stared at the photograph. Why couldn't Alex love her like she loved David? Why couldn't she at least /like/ her? Jade pressed the frame to her chest as tears fell from her eyes, her shoulders shaking slightly in rhythm with her sobs. She let herself cry for a few minutes before she sniffed and lifted her head. She wiped her face with her sleeve and placed the picture back on the end table. She stared at the photograph... at her sister's smiling face and had to fight the tears again. She finally managed to tear her eyes away from it and cleared her throat as she stood.
A pain seared through her abdomen and she cried out, stumbling backwards into the end table. She could feel something was wrong... something besides her off balance... but she couldn't make herself move. She was frozen in the position of her arms wrapped around her stomach, her eyes squeezed shut. Only when she heard something crash to the floor did she wrench her eyes open. She stared in horror at the floor, panic in her eyes as she dropped to her knees.
The picture frame lay face down on the wood floor, ceramic pieces of it lying nearby. With a shaking hand, she gently turned it over, broken glass clicking as it fell away from the photograph. Jade stared at it, petrified. How would she tell Alex? She didn't even know where David got the frame. He had bought it when he was with his friend. And she wouldn't have time to get another anyway because the second Alex entered her room she would see it was missing. How could she have been so careless?
Jade gathered up the glass with shaking hands, the sharp edges cutting into her palms. She got shakily to her feet and moved to the trash can, dropping the glass inside. She was oblivious to the blood running down her fingers as she turned back to the picture frame on the floor. What was she going to do with it? She'd have to get the vacuum cleaner up here now to get the remainder of the glass, but how would she tell Alex about the frame? What would she do with it? She looked at her hands and went into the bathroom, her legs feeling like they were about to collapse from under her.
She made it to the bathroom sink and leaned on it. She looked up into the mirror and stared at her pale faced reflection. The one question kept shooting through her mind: How could I have done this?
"Now what?" she whispered to herself. What would Alex do to her when she saw the frame? Her sister treasured that frame more than anything else she owned. The two people she loved more than anything were in that photograph... in that frame. How could Jade have broken it? Alex would go through the roof!
Her mouth dry, Jade turned on the faucet. The running water sounded so distant as she rinsed her hands and arms. Her fresh cuts stung as the warm water ran over them. Her heart pounded in her ears as she watched the water become reddish and swirl down the drain. She swallowed and shut off the water, reaching for a towel. Pressing her palms against the soft towel, she dried her hands. She grabbed ace bandages from under the sink and wrapped her hands so she didn't get blood everywhere.
She left the bathroom, feeling light headed from her nervousness. She saw the frame still lying on the floor and she stood there a minute, unwilling to believe it was her fault it was broken. But it was her fault and she had to face it.
Jade forced her legs to move to it and she gently picked up the pieces of the ceramic frame. She sat there for a few seconds, staring at it, before she managed to stand. She made her way back down the stairs, her legs feeling like rubber. She made her way to the coffee table in the living room and set the frame down on it. Jade ignored the pain in her abdomen as she moved to the closet. She sighed as she began to bring the hand held vacuum cleaner upstairs.
A half hour later, she was sitting on the couch again, staring at the frame. How would she tell Alex? What would her sister do to her? Alex would be furious! How could she have done this? How?
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a/n: Jade's in trouble huh? Well, review and I'll post. ^_^