Title: And Never Let Her Go
©Abbie Layne
Dedication: As always, this one's for you, Gel. You got me into it and you've gotta be the biggest Shipper alive.
AN: This is NOT a POV, it's a monologue because Dogget is saying this out loud.
And Never Let Her Go by Abbie Layne
I want to tell you something. Now, don't say anything until I finish. Just sit down and let me explain myself. I've gone thru a lot in my life. A lot of good times. And bad times, and a whole bunch of pain. I know what it's like for someone you love to die. And I know what it's like to loose love. I've lost a lot, but I'm not numb to the pain. I know the pain of watching others loose. I understand what they feel. I know the gut-wrenching heart-ache that rips at them every time something reminds them of their loss. It hurts, and there's no way to get used to the fact that these kind of things happen. But I don't know the kind of pain a person can be in when watching their closest friend loose so much and have no idea what to say. What will comfort them, if anything at all. It's a kind of pain you've had to deal with and I will never understand. But it hurts me to know I've caused that pain. And I don't like that at all. I don't want to be the cause, but I would like to be the cure. The fact is, Monica, you mean a lot to me. Your smile makes me forget the pain. I like your smile and I want you to stick around.
Dedication: As always, this one's for you, Gel. You got me into it and you've gotta be the biggest Shipper alive.
AN: This is NOT a POV, it's a monologue because Dogget is saying this out loud.
And Never Let Her Go by Abbie Layne
I want to tell you something. Now, don't say anything until I finish. Just sit down and let me explain myself. I've gone thru a lot in my life. A lot of good times. And bad times, and a whole bunch of pain. I know what it's like for someone you love to die. And I know what it's like to loose love. I've lost a lot, but I'm not numb to the pain. I know the pain of watching others loose. I understand what they feel. I know the gut-wrenching heart-ache that rips at them every time something reminds them of their loss. It hurts, and there's no way to get used to the fact that these kind of things happen. But I don't know the kind of pain a person can be in when watching their closest friend loose so much and have no idea what to say. What will comfort them, if anything at all. It's a kind of pain you've had to deal with and I will never understand. But it hurts me to know I've caused that pain. And I don't like that at all. I don't want to be the cause, but I would like to be the cure. The fact is, Monica, you mean a lot to me. Your smile makes me forget the pain. I like your smile and I want you to stick around.