Drifting Closer Together
By Lalita
Disclaimer~ Do we really have to get into this? I own nothing, nothing, and nothing!!!
Chapter Two
Garu walked slowly, numbly. He walked down that hallway. He walked all through GIS.
Yet he took no notice.
He started running.
Faster, and faster.
His heartbeat raced wildly. All he could hear was a dull roaring in his ears.
Maybe if he ran fast enough, far enough, he could outrun them.
All of them.
He wanted so badly to leave his past behind him, to forget it.
But Ernest deserved better.
As usual, his heart twisted and he clenched his teeth as he thought of the gentle blonde.
His love.
Ernest.
Garu stopped running and collapsed against a nearby wall.
There was no running.
There was no escaping the past.
He couldn't leave them behind, as much as he wanted to.
And he wanted to do that very badly.
He didn't bother to brush his green hair away from his eyes.
The tears came.
He knew they would.
It was almsot a routine now.
It was like he was living, but not.
It was like watching his life playing in a movie.
His emerald eyes clouded over with anger now.
Rage, such rage.
Such very strong rage.
Erts was overwhelmed by it. It came hurtling at him, leaving him panting.
Gareas. There was only one person who could be hurting like that.
Erts rushed to find him, and when he did, he was a crumpled pile on the floor.
He sighed.
Garu looked up. " Erts..?" He mumbled.
" Yes." Erts said warily. There was no telling what Garu would do in this state.
Garu looked away. Erts Virny Cocteau. Ernest's younger brother.
It was all his fault that Erts was here.
His fault that Ernest had died.
Everything was all his fault.
Gulit ate at him, clawing at his insides.
It was so painfull, physically as well as emotionally.
He was such a screw up.
" Damnit....Damnit all to hell..." He rasped.
Then he sat there, limply.
Erts wathced him.
And they stayed that way, for awhile.
Until Garu broke the silence by saying harshly, " I want things to be different. I want things to change."
And little did he imagine that they would change, just in ways he would never imagine.
A/N~Hmm...That turned out ok. Next chapter Ernest will put his plan into action and change things! And none too soon. I want
to write about happy people too, not just sad depressed ones. Please R&R!!!
By Lalita
Disclaimer~ Do we really have to get into this? I own nothing, nothing, and nothing!!!
Chapter Two
Garu walked slowly, numbly. He walked down that hallway. He walked all through GIS.
Yet he took no notice.
He started running.
Faster, and faster.
His heartbeat raced wildly. All he could hear was a dull roaring in his ears.
Maybe if he ran fast enough, far enough, he could outrun them.
All of them.
He wanted so badly to leave his past behind him, to forget it.
But Ernest deserved better.
As usual, his heart twisted and he clenched his teeth as he thought of the gentle blonde.
His love.
Ernest.
Garu stopped running and collapsed against a nearby wall.
There was no running.
There was no escaping the past.
He couldn't leave them behind, as much as he wanted to.
And he wanted to do that very badly.
He didn't bother to brush his green hair away from his eyes.
The tears came.
He knew they would.
It was almsot a routine now.
It was like he was living, but not.
It was like watching his life playing in a movie.
His emerald eyes clouded over with anger now.
Rage, such rage.
Such very strong rage.
Erts was overwhelmed by it. It came hurtling at him, leaving him panting.
Gareas. There was only one person who could be hurting like that.
Erts rushed to find him, and when he did, he was a crumpled pile on the floor.
He sighed.
Garu looked up. " Erts..?" He mumbled.
" Yes." Erts said warily. There was no telling what Garu would do in this state.
Garu looked away. Erts Virny Cocteau. Ernest's younger brother.
It was all his fault that Erts was here.
His fault that Ernest had died.
Everything was all his fault.
Gulit ate at him, clawing at his insides.
It was so painfull, physically as well as emotionally.
He was such a screw up.
" Damnit....Damnit all to hell..." He rasped.
Then he sat there, limply.
Erts wathced him.
And they stayed that way, for awhile.
Until Garu broke the silence by saying harshly, " I want things to be different. I want things to change."
And little did he imagine that they would change, just in ways he would never imagine.
A/N~Hmm...That turned out ok. Next chapter Ernest will put his plan into action and change things! And none too soon. I want
to write about happy people too, not just sad depressed ones. Please R&R!!!