Faded Line
By: Lolo Winner
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or the song (By the way, the song is "Three Simple Words" by Finch)
The next morning Heero stood on Dorothy's doorstep. Hesitantly, he brought his hand to the door and knocked. Dorothy opened the door in her bathrobe; her eyes had bags under them. She had obviously just woken up. The drunken state of her eyes changed when she saw Heero standing there. "Heero, I uh… I didn't expect to see you here this early." She pressed the door against her, blocking out any view Heero may have had.
"We need to talk." He said.
"Oh, well um… could we talk about this later?" She asked. The sound of the shower started behind her. Heero heard it, but dismissed it.
"No, I want to talk about this now."
"Hey babe, where's the shampoo?" Came a hollered call from the bathroom, of male origin.
Dorothy cringed at the sound of the voice. "There is some under the sink," She replied.
"You moved on fast," Heero said sarcastically, "And how long have you been fucking him?"
"Heero let me explain…"
Heero pressed his body against the door, ripping it from her grasp. The door flung open and Heero was inside, charging towards the bathroom. Dorothy was being dragged along as she clung to his arm and begged him not to continue.
"Please Heero, don't… lets talk about this over coffee. Leave Warren out of it."
Heero turned abruptly. He grabbed her neck with his hand and pressed her body up against the wall. "Warren, eh? So it was him all along?" He asked bitterly.
Dorothy's hands were clawing at his, trying to get him to let go. She grasped for air and struggled to free herself. "The more you struggle the faster you will loose your air," Heero warned. "Answer me and maybe I'll kill only him. It was him all along, wasn't it? How long has this been going on?"
"One… one year." She gasped. Heero's grip around her neck tightened.
With my hands around your neck,
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around you neck,
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around your neck,
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!!????
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!!!????)
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!????
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!!!????)
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!????
(WHO WILL SOTP ME… NOW!!!????)
Warren came out of the bathroom with only a towel in his hands, which he used to dry himself as he walked. "Hum… what if I make us some…" He stopped when he saw Heero pinning Dorothy up against the wall. "Oh my…"
Heero turned around showing a fierce glare in his eyes. Dorothy was beginning to loose her struggle. Her face was turning a shade of blue and her attacks weren't as strong.
"L-l-let her go!" Warren yelled.
"You going to stop me?" Heero challenged.
He ran across the room to where Heero and Dorothy crying out a banshee war cry. Heero removed one of his hands from Dorothy's neck. With that arm he grabbed Warren as he approached and manipulated his body into a body hold. His arm was now wrapped around Warren's neck and his body pressed close to Heero's. Heero pushed his arm as hard as he could into Warren's neck and jerked it quickly. A dull snap was heard. Warren's eyes rolled back as Heero released him.
Heero looked back to the pale Dorothy, "Not so much of a guy now, is he?" He asked as he wrapped his other hand around her neck again.
"Miss. Dorothy what was that— oh my God!"
Heero turned to Ken, the butler. His eyes were filled with a dangerous fire. Ken slowly backed out of the hall, he turned and ran to the back of the house, stumbling all the way.
He turned his attention back to Dorothy. Her eyes were dulling, but they were still very scared. She gasped for the breath that never came. There was a muffled crack sound. Her hands slowly slipped from around Heero's hands, they fell heavily to her side.
His eyes opened wide with the realization that he had just broken her neck. Gently he loosened his grip and bent to the ground, taking Dorothy with him. He held her limp body on his, staring at her lifeless form. Her eyes and mouth were still open, screaming in silent anguish. He began to choke up, "Oh Doro-I never… I didn't mean to…" He trailed off as she stroked her long blond hair.
"I never (BUT WHY?)
wanted to hurt (BUT WHY?) you
More than I (BUT WHY?) Should.
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!?)
I hope you're (BUT WHY?)
satisfied,
That I (BUT WHY?) never could.
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!?)
TBC
By: Lolo Winner
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, or the song (By the way, the song is "Three Simple Words" by Finch)
The next morning Heero stood on Dorothy's doorstep. Hesitantly, he brought his hand to the door and knocked. Dorothy opened the door in her bathrobe; her eyes had bags under them. She had obviously just woken up. The drunken state of her eyes changed when she saw Heero standing there. "Heero, I uh… I didn't expect to see you here this early." She pressed the door against her, blocking out any view Heero may have had.
"We need to talk." He said.
"Oh, well um… could we talk about this later?" She asked. The sound of the shower started behind her. Heero heard it, but dismissed it.
"No, I want to talk about this now."
"Hey babe, where's the shampoo?" Came a hollered call from the bathroom, of male origin.
Dorothy cringed at the sound of the voice. "There is some under the sink," She replied.
"You moved on fast," Heero said sarcastically, "And how long have you been fucking him?"
"Heero let me explain…"
Heero pressed his body against the door, ripping it from her grasp. The door flung open and Heero was inside, charging towards the bathroom. Dorothy was being dragged along as she clung to his arm and begged him not to continue.
"Please Heero, don't… lets talk about this over coffee. Leave Warren out of it."
Heero turned abruptly. He grabbed her neck with his hand and pressed her body up against the wall. "Warren, eh? So it was him all along?" He asked bitterly.
Dorothy's hands were clawing at his, trying to get him to let go. She grasped for air and struggled to free herself. "The more you struggle the faster you will loose your air," Heero warned. "Answer me and maybe I'll kill only him. It was him all along, wasn't it? How long has this been going on?"
"One… one year." She gasped. Heero's grip around her neck tightened.
With my hands around your neck,
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around you neck,
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around your neck,
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!!????
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!!!????)
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!????
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!!!????)
WHO WILL STOP ME!!!????
(WHO WILL SOTP ME… NOW!!!????)
Warren came out of the bathroom with only a towel in his hands, which he used to dry himself as he walked. "Hum… what if I make us some…" He stopped when he saw Heero pinning Dorothy up against the wall. "Oh my…"
Heero turned around showing a fierce glare in his eyes. Dorothy was beginning to loose her struggle. Her face was turning a shade of blue and her attacks weren't as strong.
"L-l-let her go!" Warren yelled.
"You going to stop me?" Heero challenged.
He ran across the room to where Heero and Dorothy crying out a banshee war cry. Heero removed one of his hands from Dorothy's neck. With that arm he grabbed Warren as he approached and manipulated his body into a body hold. His arm was now wrapped around Warren's neck and his body pressed close to Heero's. Heero pushed his arm as hard as he could into Warren's neck and jerked it quickly. A dull snap was heard. Warren's eyes rolled back as Heero released him.
Heero looked back to the pale Dorothy, "Not so much of a guy now, is he?" He asked as he wrapped his other hand around her neck again.
"Miss. Dorothy what was that— oh my God!"
Heero turned to Ken, the butler. His eyes were filled with a dangerous fire. Ken slowly backed out of the hall, he turned and ran to the back of the house, stumbling all the way.
He turned his attention back to Dorothy. Her eyes were dulling, but they were still very scared. She gasped for the breath that never came. There was a muffled crack sound. Her hands slowly slipped from around Heero's hands, they fell heavily to her side.
His eyes opened wide with the realization that he had just broken her neck. Gently he loosened his grip and bent to the ground, taking Dorothy with him. He held her limp body on his, staring at her lifeless form. Her eyes and mouth were still open, screaming in silent anguish. He began to choke up, "Oh Doro-I never… I didn't mean to…" He trailed off as she stroked her long blond hair.
"I never (BUT WHY?)
wanted to hurt (BUT WHY?) you
More than I (BUT WHY?) Should.
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!?)
I hope you're (BUT WHY?)
satisfied,
That I (BUT WHY?) never could.
(WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!?)
TBC
