Hope
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"I can't.."
The moment those two small words left my lips, my heart ripped into two.
It wasn't that it didn't pain me to see him like that, there was a palpable aura of sorrow and misery in the apartment. I knew I should have turned back, but we had vowed together to protect those who needed it. To foil and defeat a man who would take his child away from the woman he loved. To avenge those who had died needlessly and senselessly, all at the whims of a few who decided to have them systematically eliminated. Then I saw him..
The always reliable, reasonable, sensible man whom I loved with every fiber of my being.. was drunk, and in much the same state as how I felt inside. His disheveled hair, the almost empty whiskey bottle, these were not the marks of the Logan I loved. No, it was, this was what Logan had become after I destroyed all hope.
Before at least he had hope. We both had hope. It was blind, but at least we had something to cling on to, and look forward to when times were tough. Hope simplified everything. He loved me, I loved him, and together we'd find a cure. But seeing him lying on the hospital bed, so helpless, on the brink of death because of a brush of my arm, killed the part of me that wanted to cling on so desperately to hope. That would be the last time I would ever be the cause of putting Logan near the brink of death.
Without thinking, without logic, I said what would hurt him most. He still had hope, through his drunken sorrow, through his defeated eyes. I was doing what was best for him, even though I knew I was hurting him, yet again.
Inside Manticore, we always hoped for escape. I hope of living a normal life, as a normal girl. Logan and I hoped to find a cure for the virus. Too much hope can be a bad thing, after so much hoping, you come to expect something.
I hope that he can forgive me one day.
AN; Like it ? Hate it ? Tell me eh ? This is my first piece of Dark Angel fanfiction ever, after watching Hello, Goodbye, I felt I just needed a little more closure. :) Hope you enjoyed !
Dark Angel and all its rights are copyright of respective owners. I claim no rights, nor gain any profit from this piece of fiction. Please don't sue, I'm poor and eat Mac & Cheese every meal. :(
"I can't.."
The moment those two small words left my lips, my heart ripped into two.
It wasn't that it didn't pain me to see him like that, there was a palpable aura of sorrow and misery in the apartment. I knew I should have turned back, but we had vowed together to protect those who needed it. To foil and defeat a man who would take his child away from the woman he loved. To avenge those who had died needlessly and senselessly, all at the whims of a few who decided to have them systematically eliminated. Then I saw him..
The always reliable, reasonable, sensible man whom I loved with every fiber of my being.. was drunk, and in much the same state as how I felt inside. His disheveled hair, the almost empty whiskey bottle, these were not the marks of the Logan I loved. No, it was, this was what Logan had become after I destroyed all hope.
Before at least he had hope. We both had hope. It was blind, but at least we had something to cling on to, and look forward to when times were tough. Hope simplified everything. He loved me, I loved him, and together we'd find a cure. But seeing him lying on the hospital bed, so helpless, on the brink of death because of a brush of my arm, killed the part of me that wanted to cling on so desperately to hope. That would be the last time I would ever be the cause of putting Logan near the brink of death.
Without thinking, without logic, I said what would hurt him most. He still had hope, through his drunken sorrow, through his defeated eyes. I was doing what was best for him, even though I knew I was hurting him, yet again.
Inside Manticore, we always hoped for escape. I hope of living a normal life, as a normal girl. Logan and I hoped to find a cure for the virus. Too much hope can be a bad thing, after so much hoping, you come to expect something.
I hope that he can forgive me one day.
AN; Like it ? Hate it ? Tell me eh ? This is my first piece of Dark Angel fanfiction ever, after watching Hello, Goodbye, I felt I just needed a little more closure. :) Hope you enjoyed !