FROM WILL'S POINT OF VIEW!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias...if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I would be writing this in a script and/or book.
A/N: This is from Will's point of vie, even though I said at the beginning that I would only group Syd's stuff together. Too bad, you'll just have to deal with it. I've got some more of Syd's POV and maybe Vaughn later, but for now, I hope you survive with this.
Okay, so these are some of Will's thoughts after the time a long, long time ago when he gets captured for publishing the story about SD6 and all THAT jazz. He's been rescued and is thinking about Syd, yeah, I know, how original!! Please read, enjoy and review.
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"You can't see this bruise, can you?" She turned from the mirror so quickly after the last touch of concealer on a sponge that it startled me. Her hair spun around her head, and floated gently into place around her thin neck. After it settled, she brushed a bit of it behind her left ear, just like she always does. It's one of those things she does without thinking. I like it.
I was dumbfounded as I stared into her dark, warm eyes. I just couldn't move for a moment. My jaw hung open in shock and disbelief. She surprised me even now. I finally shook my head and mumbled, "No."
I'll miss that bruise. I don't why I'm so attached to it. All I know is that she got it the night she saved my life.
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I don't know why, but I just keep re-living it over and over. Everything.
I can feel my teeth being yanked out
Blood running down my fore head
Fear and pain pulsing through every cell of my body
The dizzy buzz after a shot of heroine
The taste of bile being expelled into a porcelain bowl
...and the look on her face when I finally saw her again
I thought she was glowing at first. She's a lot like an angel for me. I never thought that after so much pain, I would be so happy. I think I like all of these secrets between us.
I can tell that she's so relieved that I know just about everything. I also know that she feels guilty for being happy about my recent y acquired knowledge. I could see it in her yes before she told me.
But that's okay. Now that I'm safe, I'm happy to keep secrets so that she doesn't have to...she spends more time worrying and working than living. And now that I've become a forced drug addict, I've got nothing better to do.
After all, nobody else trusts me...
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias...if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, I would be writing this in a script and/or book.
A/N: This is from Will's point of vie, even though I said at the beginning that I would only group Syd's stuff together. Too bad, you'll just have to deal with it. I've got some more of Syd's POV and maybe Vaughn later, but for now, I hope you survive with this.
Okay, so these are some of Will's thoughts after the time a long, long time ago when he gets captured for publishing the story about SD6 and all THAT jazz. He's been rescued and is thinking about Syd, yeah, I know, how original!! Please read, enjoy and review.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You can't see this bruise, can you?" She turned from the mirror so quickly after the last touch of concealer on a sponge that it startled me. Her hair spun around her head, and floated gently into place around her thin neck. After it settled, she brushed a bit of it behind her left ear, just like she always does. It's one of those things she does without thinking. I like it.
I was dumbfounded as I stared into her dark, warm eyes. I just couldn't move for a moment. My jaw hung open in shock and disbelief. She surprised me even now. I finally shook my head and mumbled, "No."
I'll miss that bruise. I don't why I'm so attached to it. All I know is that she got it the night she saved my life.
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I don't know why, but I just keep re-living it over and over. Everything.
I can feel my teeth being yanked out
Blood running down my fore head
Fear and pain pulsing through every cell of my body
The dizzy buzz after a shot of heroine
The taste of bile being expelled into a porcelain bowl
...and the look on her face when I finally saw her again
I thought she was glowing at first. She's a lot like an angel for me. I never thought that after so much pain, I would be so happy. I think I like all of these secrets between us.
I can tell that she's so relieved that I know just about everything. I also know that she feels guilty for being happy about my recent y acquired knowledge. I could see it in her yes before she told me.
But that's okay. Now that I'm safe, I'm happy to keep secrets so that she doesn't have to...she spends more time worrying and working than living. And now that I've become a forced drug addict, I've got nothing better to do.
After all, nobody else trusts me...