A/N: Hi there! Sorry it took so long. (Nervous laughter) Uh... I kinda got
side tracked with the evils that are school, and trying to pass all my
classes. And I did! I'm a senior now! YAY! Anyways... I figure, if YOU
people can take forever to update fics.... (Mutters a few names) Then I
have every right as well! So there!
Disclaimer: It's not mine! You'd have to be some sort of MORON to think it's mine.
Warning: Some foul language, and ugly scenes of violence. Also, mentioning of rape. Those that are easily upset, tred lightly. Ladies and Gents, I give you... angst. I hope it's good. And I hope you enjoy it.
---------------------Ch. 5: All I know...
Nny paced slowly in the park. The rain had stopped, but everything was still wet and gray. As if the world its self had fallen into depression. And it was cold... He hadn't noticed the cold when he had left, but now he found it clawing through his clothes to lash at his thin body.
It was almost time. She would be here soon. Her and him. She was going on another date with that man. He clenched his fists, then slumped in defeat. He had no right to feel angry. He was only there to see her happy. To see her smile at the other man, and to make sure that she was happy.
"I wish it were me..." He whispered and closed his eyes against the dull mournful world. Then he heard a sound that ghosted across his heart. "Devi" Her sweet laughter flitted through the trees reaching for his ears. But it was wrong. It was missing something...
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"Hi Frank."
"Hey Devi! How are you today? You look wonderful, as usual."
"Oh, I'm fine." They slowly walked through the park together. He, smiles and cheeriness. Her, false joy that she simply refused to ponder.
She looked at the dieing world. The leaves looking dull and lifeless. She found her eyes drifting to the puddles that reflected the gray sky. "Everything's so sad looking. I wish it were sunny." She thought aloud. "I'm sure it will be sunny soon! I like to think of the rain as cleansing. It's washing the world for us!" Frank chipped back. She smiled at him, feeling sick inside.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
The park was practically empty. But then again, who would be out in the wet cold weather besides a bunch of fools? Slowly the two turned a bend in the path and stopped short as three men stood in the way. Her stomach turned and a feeling of dread came over her.
"Cute couple." "I'll bet they're in love. How sickening."
"Yeah, you think they'd mind fork'n over their cash?"
"Not at all. I'll bet they'd just love to give us their valuables."
Devi and Frank both froze as two of them pulled out knives, and the head one pulled out a gun. Frank stammered, "Easy now! I don't have much! Just a few bucks! Don't hurt me!" He took out his wallet and tossed it to the men.
"And now the lady. Hand over any jewels and cash you got." Devi's eyes narrowed, and she took out the few bucks she had on her. "You jerks..." She threw the money at them.
"Oh, looks like she's a feisty one." The man with the gun grinned sickenly at her.
"Back off." She glared at him as he stepped closer. Frank spoke up, "You have your money, leave already. We don't want any trouble."
"And leave this beautiful women without satisfaction? Do you boys agree to that?" He looked at the other two men.
"Not at all!"
"Let's wear this bitch down."
Devi could feel the panic starting to well up inside. 'Got to get away. Run. No, he's got a gun. He'll shoot. Maybe he wont... can't take that risk. Oh gods... someone help.' She looked at Frank for help, and saw him slowly edging away.
Apparently one of the knife boys saw it too. "Hey, buddy, you can leave. But if you tell anyone, we'll come back for you and kill you. Got it? Now scram!" Frank nodded and started to back away.
"Frank..."
"Sorry Devi..." He turned and ran, leaving her alone and betrayed. She would have cried had she the tears to shed. She felt herself go dead inside, as it started to sprinkle around her. 'Let the world cry for me...'
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Nny sighed. Why was he here? He should just leave her to the ghosts of his past. Maybe he could forget. She was a good memory... and as far as he knew, he wasn't aloud to have those. Why should he still remember her? Maybe if he just turned back now, he could forget...
He stopped walking and was about to turn back, when suddenly he saw Frank run back around the bend and fleeing across the park.
"What..." He looked back. 'Where's Devi?' He waited, and still she didn't come. Something was wrong. He watched the fading form of Frank, taking it to memory as he made a silent vow. 'If he hurt her...'
He went around the bend, and saw it. Three men, two with knives, one with a gun. Each with a sickening sneer on their faces. Their smiles alone were enough to enrage him. And when he saw their intent in their eyes, his hands instantly went to his tools... and old friends. "Devi...." He whispered, and then felt the blind rage build in him.
"Someone has a death wish..." He sang out to them. "And it's about to be granted."
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Her head snapped over as the voice rang out. The three men stopped in their tracks, mere feet away from her. Her eyes widened as she saw him.
Standing half in the shadows of the long setting sun. His head bowed, eyes in the shadows of his long black hair. All you could see of his face was the smile twisted with anger. His form lean like a snake, standing there with two very large and sharp blades that reflected the darkening sky and dripped the fallen rain like clear blood. For a moment, he looked like hells angel himself, sent to collect the dead and the damned.
He must have looked that way to the three men as well, for they stopped, and for what seemed like forever, silence rained down on them. Then one sneered and stepped closer. "Well well. Looks like someone wants to play hero and save the little bitch." She flinched as his hand brushed the side of her face.
That was all it took. Johnny moved faster then she even thought possible. A flash of cold steel and a shrill scream rang out. She stared in horror as the hand that had touched her fell away freely to the ground and a gusher of blood mingled with the rain.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKING BASTARD!" The man clutched at his stump and backed up. "KILL HIM!" The three men rushed at him and time seemed to slow down.
She simply stared as the three men came at him, and Johnny's blades flashed and his eyes shone with a slight madness. "Oh god... oh god..." Her gaze fell to the severed hand at her feet and she backed away from it, then looked up as one of the men lunged off balance and stumbled over to her.
She looked down at him and before she knew it, her knee came up and crashed into his skull with a sharp crack and he fell away from her. "Fuck this you creep." She glared down and kicked him once for good measure.
She heard a scream and saw the other man fall down bleeding profusely. Nny looked at the remaining man, his hands twitched ever so slightly in anticipation. Then she heard it.
The sound rang out and stilled the very air. A flock of birds crashed through the sky in a panic. Nny paused, and seemed to sway ever so slightly to the side. Then he started his forward decent towards the man with the gun again. The sound rang out again and Nny once again paused for a second. Then he reached the man and the blades dug deep.
Both stood still, then the man slumped to his knees, a slash across his neck appeared, then he fell over. Dead.
"Nny! Oh god Johnny!" He stood still for a moment, then slowly turned to look at her. The two blades clanged to the ground. A sad smile played across his face. He took a few steps forward and crashed to the ground.
She ran to him and kneeled down beside him. His blood pooled across the wet ground. A gun shot wound in his stomach, and another in his chest. A pained expression flashed across his face. "No... Nny, gods. You'll be fine. You just need a doctor or something. Okay? Please..."
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The world spun and he suddenly found himself looking up into the falling sky. Her face appeared over him. She looked so sad... so sad. Tears glittered in her eyes. Her lips moved and soft soothing words fluttered down to him. He felt like his heart was being ripped apart. She was so sad... She should be happy. She should always be happy.
'I'm dieing.' The thought hit him, but it felt more like an understanding than a realization. His head cleared and he felt her words sweep him away from the pain.
"No... Nny, you can't die. I'm so sorry.... so sorry. Please don't die... don't leave me."
He reached up, trying to make her understand, that it was okay. He had tried.... and out of it all, he had saved her... He had saved her. He whispered, half understanding what he wanted to tell her.
"I guess it's far to late to tell you what I should have said when I was first lost in your eyes... I tried, Devi... I tried. And it wasn't enough. I guess I don't really know anything and I have to leave without ever being loved... But I tried..."
She hugged him closely softly whispering, and he looked up into her eyes. The world was spinning around them, but as long as she held him, he felt grounded safely. She was holding him close, and all he wanted... all he had ever wanted... all he wanted to know... all he wanted in life...
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She looked down at him, the way the pale fallen angel lay in her arms. Trying to find his way back to heaven. She could feel the life draining slowly away, his eyes gradually began to fade... She held him close, trying to keep him with her. Or... if she couldn't do that, then maybe she could at least help him find his way home... 'Find your way home... it doesn't matter where it is... find your way home in my arms.'
Devi looked at him, wanting to explain herself... Wanting to give the world with her words. But all she could do was stare at him, and utter simple little phrases. Then, suddenly he looked at her with those eyes... those wonderful eyes. They held a sadness, and a tenderness in them suddenly that she longed to hold forever. And he carefully took in a breath. Then, as if making the hardest decision of his life, he let that breath out slowly to form words.... The words caught on the wind, and echoed throughout her mind forever.
"All I know is that I love you..."
~End~
Disclaimer: It's not mine! You'd have to be some sort of MORON to think it's mine.
Warning: Some foul language, and ugly scenes of violence. Also, mentioning of rape. Those that are easily upset, tred lightly. Ladies and Gents, I give you... angst. I hope it's good. And I hope you enjoy it.
---------------------Ch. 5: All I know...
Nny paced slowly in the park. The rain had stopped, but everything was still wet and gray. As if the world its self had fallen into depression. And it was cold... He hadn't noticed the cold when he had left, but now he found it clawing through his clothes to lash at his thin body.
It was almost time. She would be here soon. Her and him. She was going on another date with that man. He clenched his fists, then slumped in defeat. He had no right to feel angry. He was only there to see her happy. To see her smile at the other man, and to make sure that she was happy.
"I wish it were me..." He whispered and closed his eyes against the dull mournful world. Then he heard a sound that ghosted across his heart. "Devi" Her sweet laughter flitted through the trees reaching for his ears. But it was wrong. It was missing something...
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"Hi Frank."
"Hey Devi! How are you today? You look wonderful, as usual."
"Oh, I'm fine." They slowly walked through the park together. He, smiles and cheeriness. Her, false joy that she simply refused to ponder.
She looked at the dieing world. The leaves looking dull and lifeless. She found her eyes drifting to the puddles that reflected the gray sky. "Everything's so sad looking. I wish it were sunny." She thought aloud. "I'm sure it will be sunny soon! I like to think of the rain as cleansing. It's washing the world for us!" Frank chipped back. She smiled at him, feeling sick inside.
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
The park was practically empty. But then again, who would be out in the wet cold weather besides a bunch of fools? Slowly the two turned a bend in the path and stopped short as three men stood in the way. Her stomach turned and a feeling of dread came over her.
"Cute couple." "I'll bet they're in love. How sickening."
"Yeah, you think they'd mind fork'n over their cash?"
"Not at all. I'll bet they'd just love to give us their valuables."
Devi and Frank both froze as two of them pulled out knives, and the head one pulled out a gun. Frank stammered, "Easy now! I don't have much! Just a few bucks! Don't hurt me!" He took out his wallet and tossed it to the men.
"And now the lady. Hand over any jewels and cash you got." Devi's eyes narrowed, and she took out the few bucks she had on her. "You jerks..." She threw the money at them.
"Oh, looks like she's a feisty one." The man with the gun grinned sickenly at her.
"Back off." She glared at him as he stepped closer. Frank spoke up, "You have your money, leave already. We don't want any trouble."
"And leave this beautiful women without satisfaction? Do you boys agree to that?" He looked at the other two men.
"Not at all!"
"Let's wear this bitch down."
Devi could feel the panic starting to well up inside. 'Got to get away. Run. No, he's got a gun. He'll shoot. Maybe he wont... can't take that risk. Oh gods... someone help.' She looked at Frank for help, and saw him slowly edging away.
Apparently one of the knife boys saw it too. "Hey, buddy, you can leave. But if you tell anyone, we'll come back for you and kill you. Got it? Now scram!" Frank nodded and started to back away.
"Frank..."
"Sorry Devi..." He turned and ran, leaving her alone and betrayed. She would have cried had she the tears to shed. She felt herself go dead inside, as it started to sprinkle around her. 'Let the world cry for me...'
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Nny sighed. Why was he here? He should just leave her to the ghosts of his past. Maybe he could forget. She was a good memory... and as far as he knew, he wasn't aloud to have those. Why should he still remember her? Maybe if he just turned back now, he could forget...
He stopped walking and was about to turn back, when suddenly he saw Frank run back around the bend and fleeing across the park.
"What..." He looked back. 'Where's Devi?' He waited, and still she didn't come. Something was wrong. He watched the fading form of Frank, taking it to memory as he made a silent vow. 'If he hurt her...'
He went around the bend, and saw it. Three men, two with knives, one with a gun. Each with a sickening sneer on their faces. Their smiles alone were enough to enrage him. And when he saw their intent in their eyes, his hands instantly went to his tools... and old friends. "Devi...." He whispered, and then felt the blind rage build in him.
"Someone has a death wish..." He sang out to them. "And it's about to be granted."
`````
Her head snapped over as the voice rang out. The three men stopped in their tracks, mere feet away from her. Her eyes widened as she saw him.
Standing half in the shadows of the long setting sun. His head bowed, eyes in the shadows of his long black hair. All you could see of his face was the smile twisted with anger. His form lean like a snake, standing there with two very large and sharp blades that reflected the darkening sky and dripped the fallen rain like clear blood. For a moment, he looked like hells angel himself, sent to collect the dead and the damned.
He must have looked that way to the three men as well, for they stopped, and for what seemed like forever, silence rained down on them. Then one sneered and stepped closer. "Well well. Looks like someone wants to play hero and save the little bitch." She flinched as his hand brushed the side of her face.
That was all it took. Johnny moved faster then she even thought possible. A flash of cold steel and a shrill scream rang out. She stared in horror as the hand that had touched her fell away freely to the ground and a gusher of blood mingled with the rain.
"YOU LITTLE FUCKING BASTARD!" The man clutched at his stump and backed up. "KILL HIM!" The three men rushed at him and time seemed to slow down.
She simply stared as the three men came at him, and Johnny's blades flashed and his eyes shone with a slight madness. "Oh god... oh god..." Her gaze fell to the severed hand at her feet and she backed away from it, then looked up as one of the men lunged off balance and stumbled over to her.
She looked down at him and before she knew it, her knee came up and crashed into his skull with a sharp crack and he fell away from her. "Fuck this you creep." She glared down and kicked him once for good measure.
She heard a scream and saw the other man fall down bleeding profusely. Nny looked at the remaining man, his hands twitched ever so slightly in anticipation. Then she heard it.
The sound rang out and stilled the very air. A flock of birds crashed through the sky in a panic. Nny paused, and seemed to sway ever so slightly to the side. Then he started his forward decent towards the man with the gun again. The sound rang out again and Nny once again paused for a second. Then he reached the man and the blades dug deep.
Both stood still, then the man slumped to his knees, a slash across his neck appeared, then he fell over. Dead.
"Nny! Oh god Johnny!" He stood still for a moment, then slowly turned to look at her. The two blades clanged to the ground. A sad smile played across his face. He took a few steps forward and crashed to the ground.
She ran to him and kneeled down beside him. His blood pooled across the wet ground. A gun shot wound in his stomach, and another in his chest. A pained expression flashed across his face. "No... Nny, gods. You'll be fine. You just need a doctor or something. Okay? Please..."
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The world spun and he suddenly found himself looking up into the falling sky. Her face appeared over him. She looked so sad... so sad. Tears glittered in her eyes. Her lips moved and soft soothing words fluttered down to him. He felt like his heart was being ripped apart. She was so sad... She should be happy. She should always be happy.
'I'm dieing.' The thought hit him, but it felt more like an understanding than a realization. His head cleared and he felt her words sweep him away from the pain.
"No... Nny, you can't die. I'm so sorry.... so sorry. Please don't die... don't leave me."
He reached up, trying to make her understand, that it was okay. He had tried.... and out of it all, he had saved her... He had saved her. He whispered, half understanding what he wanted to tell her.
"I guess it's far to late to tell you what I should have said when I was first lost in your eyes... I tried, Devi... I tried. And it wasn't enough. I guess I don't really know anything and I have to leave without ever being loved... But I tried..."
She hugged him closely softly whispering, and he looked up into her eyes. The world was spinning around them, but as long as she held him, he felt grounded safely. She was holding him close, and all he wanted... all he had ever wanted... all he wanted to know... all he wanted in life...
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She looked down at him, the way the pale fallen angel lay in her arms. Trying to find his way back to heaven. She could feel the life draining slowly away, his eyes gradually began to fade... She held him close, trying to keep him with her. Or... if she couldn't do that, then maybe she could at least help him find his way home... 'Find your way home... it doesn't matter where it is... find your way home in my arms.'
Devi looked at him, wanting to explain herself... Wanting to give the world with her words. But all she could do was stare at him, and utter simple little phrases. Then, suddenly he looked at her with those eyes... those wonderful eyes. They held a sadness, and a tenderness in them suddenly that she longed to hold forever. And he carefully took in a breath. Then, as if making the hardest decision of his life, he let that breath out slowly to form words.... The words caught on the wind, and echoed throughout her mind forever.
"All I know is that I love you..."
~End~