Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop…

(AN: This normally circulates around Faye, Spike and Jet. Ed and Ein don't really come into the story that much. Sorry about that …

Up till now, I haven't added a 3rd person view. I don't know if I should do that or it might just confuse you with it. Still thinking about that…)

Broken Souls and Torn Memories

Chapter Three:

Casualties of Love

*--- Spike's P.O.V. ---*

I haven't seen Faye all day. I just got back from being with Julia all day long. When she asked me if I love her, I couldn't answer her. I stood silent and just looked down, averting her piercing gaze. That same statement led my thoughts to wonder to Faye. Do I love her?

I started thinking. Of course I do, if not, then why hadn't I answered Julia? My mind was made up. I did love Faye, but also Julia. There were times when I was with both women that I found myself thinking that I love Faye more than I loved Julia and vice versa.

I never knew loving two different people would be so difficult for one another.

When Jet came to my room, I asked where Faye had gone to. From the look he gave me, he was pretty pissed off at what I had done.

"Is it true?" Jet asked averting my question. He seemed to contain his anger very well hidden.

"Is what true?" Damn it. I kept lying every time. Why couldn't I just tell the truth to someone I've known for so long?

"Don't play stupid with me Spike!" His voice seemed to be tensed, like if he was worried, but also very agitated and angry.

I just sighed and lied back in my bed. Staring at the ceiling, I let my mouth answer the questions, and not my thoughts that seemed to be roaming free and telling lies every chance it had. "Did Faye tell you?"

This time it was Jet that sighed. He sat down on my bed next to me, during which he had his back turned, facing me. "She just told me that Julia came back."

I kept my view on the ceiling. "Yeah" I said. What else could I say? That Julia was coming to live with us? Not likely…

"Faye was pretty upset, when she found out about the two of you." Jet's words seemed to whisper from his mouth. Seemed like it hurt him to see one of the people he grew fond of was suffering.

'So she did know…' My mind kept saying to me. 'She did see you with her'. I was so angry at myself at that point. I'm acting stupid! Childish! In a manner a grown man shouldn't act like! I hate scowling at myself; it makes me think that sometimes, I'm just going crazy.

*--- Jet's P.O.V. ---*

Spike gets me mad sometimes. Ok, maybe I should take it back. He makes me mad al the times! He's so blind when it comes to women. Goddamn I hate it when he does act like a fool.

What surprised me was that he did come back, and so soon too. Normally, he would be out till next week or so, but it was just a day that has passed. I'm surprised at him. Maybe he does care about Faye, and what she does. But that was just a maybe.

I didn't tell him where Faye went; maybe it was because she needed her own privacy from Spike. Or maybe he would want to do something stupid and drastic and that would mess up his chances of setting things right with Faye. Damn kids; don't know how to act like adults anymore.

I walked down the hall to the kitchen. It was late, and I was starving. Spike (I would imagine) has already fallen asleep. There was no point in asking him. When I got to the fridge, I remembered that there wasn't almost anything in there. I sighed. I took out a cup of instant noodle soup and just pulled the string. It was heated up in no time.

When I walked back to the 'living room' so to say, I saw Ein on the floor. He was sleeping and I didn't even bother making that much noise. That dog can sleep through anything…

Sitting on the couch, I just think about nothing in particular; just how stupid Faye and Spike could be, especially Spike. I think I drifted off to sleep after I ate the instant noodle soup, because I don't remember anything after that…

*--- Faye's P.O.V. ---*

I know I made a lot of noise when I came in. I really didn't care. It was probably somewhere between 3 and 5 A.M. when I arrived back home. I had to laugh at that. Home. I haven't had a home since I haven't remembered who I really am or where I come from. Funny, this place, the Bebop, always made me feel so at home.

I didn't even bother to look at anything to eat. I was so tired of going out and trying to forget my problems that I exhausted myself. What had me kinda in shock was that I saw Spike's ship outside. He must have come home. Oh well, its not like I was going to talk to him anytime soon.

What was a mere accident was now almost an hourly ritual. The slashing of my body was now more relaxing that I have ever felt. I sighed as I walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I don't want any peeping toms to be watching what I do in my privacy time.

Before I went to sleep that day, I had to cut myself where no one would notice. Of course, I rarely saw them around anyways so what the hell… I decided to do a big long one. Not anything deep of course, but a long one that was more than 3 inches in length. Where? I had to think about that for a moment. Where was the sensitive skin? I figured where it was softer, the more sensitive it might be. I led the razor on the left side of my left leg, where the skin was soft. Yup, I hit the jackpot.

When I was done, I was more exhausted then what I was when I walked through the door. I dressed myself in a big long shirt and tucked myself in. My thoughts seemed to not leave me in peace. While I sleep I still have those recurring dreams about Spike and Julia. My consciousness was still pretty disturbed, but I just pushed all those memories to the back of my head. Tomorrow I'll deal with them. Tomorrow I'll deal with Spike too, if he's here.

(AN: Well, yeah another short chapter for you -_-;; Next chapter will (hopefully) be the conflict of the story! Yes!... *ahem* Well, review please!)