Disclaimer: I do not own Flight 29 Down, or it's characters. I also do not own these song lyrics. The lyrics come from Missy Higgins's song "The Special Two." And no I am not hinting that Daley and Taylor are gay. Think of the lyrics as a friendship, not lovers.
"You really hurt me Taylor", "You really hurt me Taylor", "You really hurt me..." Daley's words resounded in Taylor's head like a broken record. Those five little words pricked at Taylor's heart; just as they had pricked at Daley's tongue when she had said them.
"I...I know." Taylor stuttered. " Daley… I'm so sorry, I just-"
"I know." Daley waited a full five seconds to ensure Taylor would hear what she said next. "I forgive you ya know."
A small sob sliced through the air, and Taylor brought a hand up to cover her mouth. This was what she had wanted for so long. She had imagined hundreds of times in her head how this scene would go, and it was finally being played out in her favor. She had not been this happy in a long time, and she continued to cry softly into the palm of her hand.
But I will fight for you,
Be sure that I will fight
Until we're the special two once again
Daley heard the soft cries, and lay her hand down gently onto Taylor's other hand that was still resting on the sand. Taylor slid her pinky out from under Daley's and intertwined it with Daley's pinky; then curled her hand around it. Daley closed her remaining fingers, and clung to Taylor's hand as if she would die when she let go.
And we will only need each other
We'll bleed together
Our hands will not be taught to hold another's
when we're the special two.
Taylor felt a drop of water hit her arm. "Oh no. It's starting to rain again." She looked up, and saw the rain coming from Daley's eyes. Taylor gently laid her head on Daley's shoulder, and Daley stroked the top of Taylor's hand with her thumb. Both knew this position well. They had sat like this when Daley's mother died, and when a drunk driver hit Taylor's cousin's car. Somehow sitting together this way brought strength; somehow crying together made everything seem like it was going to be all right in the end.
After a moment, Taylor sat back up and turned herself so she sitting indian style facing Daley. Daley turned herself in the same way until she was sitting indian style facing Taylor. They sat with knees touching, their pajama pants creating a clashed sea of Taylor's pink stripes, and Daley's blue plaid. They never let go of each other's hand, and joined the other hands together letting them rest on their legs. Daley's familiar feeling of awkwardness started to creep back into the chest, but Taylor felt comfortable touching her.
I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now,
But if by chance you change your mind,
You know I will not let you down
Taylor had to force her voice to work. She knew Daley had no reason to forgive her, not after she had said all those horrible things. Finally, she started her little speech. It was everything she had said before thought the night, but it was all she could think to say. "Daley... I have to apologize to you. I don't do this often, so it may not be the best... I'm sorry for everything I said before. I regret every word that I said, and I hope you know I didn't mean any of it." Both girl's eyes filled with tears, Taylor was the only one who let them fall. "You have no reason to forgive me, but I just wanted you to know that I am so sorry, and I never wanted to hurt you. And I wish that we could still be friends, but if we can't I can understand."
But nothing cures the hurt that you, bring on by yourself
Just remembering, just remembering how we were.
Daley's tears finally escaped her eyes, at the exact moment the tiniest giggle escaped her throat. Taylor's eyes dropped, then returned to normal. Daley giggled... she didn't know what that meant. Was she really forgiven, or was Daley just laughing at a desperate attempt to patch everything up. Taylor's thoughts were cut short by Daley's voice.
"Of course we can be friends Taylor." She smiled. "I forgave you a long time ago, and I wanted us to be friends again. It's so good to hear you say that."
"Say what?"
"That you're sorry." Both girls smiled.
"So are we ok?"
"Yeah, I think we are. But I think it's going to take me time to trust you again..."
"I understand." Taylor said as she quickly moved her legs under her, and pulled Daley into a hug. This was the happiest she had been in a long time. She had her Daley back; she had the best friend she had ever had back, and she clung tightly to her as not to lose her again.
Daley's muscles tightened immediately when Taylor's tine arms wrapped around her. It took her by surprise, and it was awkward for her. She sat with her arms straight down for a few seconds before finally wrapping her arms around Taylor. Suddenly it was not weird anymore, it was a relief. She squeezed her tighter, and smiled into Taylor's shoulder. Taylor was doing the same into Daley's. Like on a cue, they both took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. The worst was over, and they could finally breathe again.
And we can only see each other
We'll breathe together
These arms will not be taught to need another's
and we're the special two
They pulled away and giggled at each other like people in movies do. " Come on." Daley said. " We should get back, and go to bed."
"Ok. Help me up?" Daley stood, and pulled Taylor up by the hands. The girls only let go of one hand, and laced their fingers together, like they used to do when they were younger, and strolled back to the tent. They unzipped it, and Daley prepared to be awake the rest of the night, like usual. They crawled in their sleeping bags, and turned towards each other like always.
"Good night Daley."
"Night Taylor."
For the first time since they had arrived on the island, Taylor listened at Daley fell right to sleep.
The End
A/N. - Please review! Was the healing of their friendship too cliché or anything? How was the entire story? Please give me some feedback! I would appreciate it. Thanks for reading!