~*This song was created as I was listenning to Doesn't Matter and Wish I
could stay. The lyrics are as follows.
It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. It doesn't matter if I cry, don't matter if I bleed. You've been on a road, don't know where it goes or where it leads. It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. If you've made up your mind to go, I won't beg you to stay. You've been in a cage, throw you to the wind, you fly away. It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. It doesn't matter if I cry, don't matter if I bleed. Feel the sting of tears, falling on this face you loved for years.
I'm under your spell. God how can this be playing with my memory. You know I've been through hell, don't you see there'll be nothing left of me you made me believe! Believe me I don't want to go. It never grieved me 'cause I love you so. But we both know. (Wish I could say the right words to lead you through this land. Wish I could play the father and take you by the hand, wish I could stay.) (Wish I could trust that it was just this once but I must disagree I must. I can't adjust to this disgust with us and I just wish I could stay.) Wish I could stay, wish I could stay, Wish I could stay.*~
Chapter 6
Linzee woke up by herself. She grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on. Then she stood up and looked over. She saw in the near distance, Vincent walking away. She got confused and walked towards him. He turned around quickly and she smiled at him. Her smile was greeted by a kind of smirk that reminded her of Reno. She went to kiss him and he pulled her off of him.
"We have a job to do."
"What?"
"."
"but.but what about last night? Didn't that mean something to you like it meant something to me?"
"No, friends went too far. I'd like to take back last night and go back to friends."
"."
"Linzee?"
"."
"Is that okay?"
"ya. Sure."
Linzee looked confused and then disgusted. She looked into the red eyes that last night she had seen a new life in, but now she only saw disgust. She walked away and snatched up her stuff. All the while wondering what the hell was going on. Why was Vincent being like this? Why would he use her like this? She thought that he had cared for her but in those few moments she saw that none of that meant anything to him. She looked back and saw Vincent turned away from her. Geez. He can't even look at me. She thought to herself. Maybe I'm just bad in bed, like really bad. She wiped a few falling tears from her eyes and resumed her angry self. Then she walked past Vincent, not bothering to look back, because one she didn't want to face him and two she couldn't. Tears were flooding her eyes.
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Hojo laughed insanely as Linzee tied up the unconcious Tifa. Vincent looked down the row of his friends, all tied up and beaten. He looked up with the small amount of strength he had left and tried to move his hands out of the tightly clasped chains and locks. Suddenly he felt something gliding across his chest softly. He looked down and with hazy vision and half closed eyes made out Linzee's figure. She held a knife out and kissed him roughly. Then she pulled away and stabbed him in the chest. He screamed and looked over, all of his friends had knives in their chests. He opened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his face. He looked down and saw Linzee's naked figure lying on top of his. He thought about the dream and thought about what Red XIII had warned him of. Was this dream some kind of premonition or just a fear? Could Linzee possibly be the horrible person that he was afraid of? He ran his hands through her hair and smiled. It felt odd smiling because he did it so rarely. Then he picked her up and she curled away from him. He made sure she was still sleeping, got up, put on his clothes and started to walk away. He was wondering what he should do and what could possibly happen. He wondered what he would say to Linzee when she awoke and found herself alone. Suddenly he heard something behind him, footsteps, he turned around and saw Linzee smiling at him. Shit, she's caught me offguard, I have no clue what I'm going to say. He thought to himself, he tried to smile back but he had so much going on in his head it turned out as more of a turk- like smirk. With no warning, Linzee leaned up to try to kiss him, he couldn't let this happen. He stopped her and pulled her away. He quickly tried to come up with the most believable excuse not to kiss her tender lips.
"We have a job to do."
"What?"
"."
"but.but what about last night? Didn't that mean something to you like it meant something to me?"
"No, friends went too far. I'd like to take back last night and go back to friends."
"."
"Linzee?"
"."
"Is that okay?"
"ya. Sure."
He watched her face go from confused and upset to angry and disgusted. He didn't want to hurt her. He wanted more then anything to smile with her and laugh and kiss her. Last night had meant something, it had meant the world to him, he had fallen in love and proven thus. But he hated himself for telling her that it meant nothing. He didn't think that she would have believed him because he's a bad liar. You can tell he's lying because he says it so flatly, so unemotionally. Then she turned away from him and snatched up her things. He saw her so angry, he hated hurting her and suddenly couldn't restrain himself anymore. He couldn't look at her, he turned around and breathed deeply. He felt her coming up behind him and hoped that she would fight for him, that maybe she would try to mend things, that maybe she had realized that he was lying, that MAYBE she loved him like he loved her. She walked past him and didn't look back., it was really over. She hated him. He had hurt her deeply and she would never forgive him. Suddenly he felt something moist against his cheek, he lifted his hand to meet the thing and looked at his finger. A tear lay atop his index finger, he looked up and saw her walking away, never looking back. He wiped his face and walked forward.
It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. It doesn't matter if I cry, don't matter if I bleed. You've been on a road, don't know where it goes or where it leads. It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. If you've made up your mind to go, I won't beg you to stay. You've been in a cage, throw you to the wind, you fly away. It doesn't matter what I want, it doesn't matter what I need. It doesn't matter if I cry, don't matter if I bleed. Feel the sting of tears, falling on this face you loved for years.
I'm under your spell. God how can this be playing with my memory. You know I've been through hell, don't you see there'll be nothing left of me you made me believe! Believe me I don't want to go. It never grieved me 'cause I love you so. But we both know. (Wish I could say the right words to lead you through this land. Wish I could play the father and take you by the hand, wish I could stay.) (Wish I could trust that it was just this once but I must disagree I must. I can't adjust to this disgust with us and I just wish I could stay.) Wish I could stay, wish I could stay, Wish I could stay.*~
Chapter 6
Linzee woke up by herself. She grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on. Then she stood up and looked over. She saw in the near distance, Vincent walking away. She got confused and walked towards him. He turned around quickly and she smiled at him. Her smile was greeted by a kind of smirk that reminded her of Reno. She went to kiss him and he pulled her off of him.
"We have a job to do."
"What?"
"."
"but.but what about last night? Didn't that mean something to you like it meant something to me?"
"No, friends went too far. I'd like to take back last night and go back to friends."
"."
"Linzee?"
"."
"Is that okay?"
"ya. Sure."
Linzee looked confused and then disgusted. She looked into the red eyes that last night she had seen a new life in, but now she only saw disgust. She walked away and snatched up her stuff. All the while wondering what the hell was going on. Why was Vincent being like this? Why would he use her like this? She thought that he had cared for her but in those few moments she saw that none of that meant anything to him. She looked back and saw Vincent turned away from her. Geez. He can't even look at me. She thought to herself. Maybe I'm just bad in bed, like really bad. She wiped a few falling tears from her eyes and resumed her angry self. Then she walked past Vincent, not bothering to look back, because one she didn't want to face him and two she couldn't. Tears were flooding her eyes.
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Hojo laughed insanely as Linzee tied up the unconcious Tifa. Vincent looked down the row of his friends, all tied up and beaten. He looked up with the small amount of strength he had left and tried to move his hands out of the tightly clasped chains and locks. Suddenly he felt something gliding across his chest softly. He looked down and with hazy vision and half closed eyes made out Linzee's figure. She held a knife out and kissed him roughly. Then she pulled away and stabbed him in the chest. He screamed and looked over, all of his friends had knives in their chests. He opened his eyes and wiped the sweat from his face. He looked down and saw Linzee's naked figure lying on top of his. He thought about the dream and thought about what Red XIII had warned him of. Was this dream some kind of premonition or just a fear? Could Linzee possibly be the horrible person that he was afraid of? He ran his hands through her hair and smiled. It felt odd smiling because he did it so rarely. Then he picked her up and she curled away from him. He made sure she was still sleeping, got up, put on his clothes and started to walk away. He was wondering what he should do and what could possibly happen. He wondered what he would say to Linzee when she awoke and found herself alone. Suddenly he heard something behind him, footsteps, he turned around and saw Linzee smiling at him. Shit, she's caught me offguard, I have no clue what I'm going to say. He thought to himself, he tried to smile back but he had so much going on in his head it turned out as more of a turk- like smirk. With no warning, Linzee leaned up to try to kiss him, he couldn't let this happen. He stopped her and pulled her away. He quickly tried to come up with the most believable excuse not to kiss her tender lips.
"We have a job to do."
"What?"
"."
"but.but what about last night? Didn't that mean something to you like it meant something to me?"
"No, friends went too far. I'd like to take back last night and go back to friends."
"."
"Linzee?"
"."
"Is that okay?"
"ya. Sure."
He watched her face go from confused and upset to angry and disgusted. He didn't want to hurt her. He wanted more then anything to smile with her and laugh and kiss her. Last night had meant something, it had meant the world to him, he had fallen in love and proven thus. But he hated himself for telling her that it meant nothing. He didn't think that she would have believed him because he's a bad liar. You can tell he's lying because he says it so flatly, so unemotionally. Then she turned away from him and snatched up her things. He saw her so angry, he hated hurting her and suddenly couldn't restrain himself anymore. He couldn't look at her, he turned around and breathed deeply. He felt her coming up behind him and hoped that she would fight for him, that maybe she would try to mend things, that maybe she had realized that he was lying, that MAYBE she loved him like he loved her. She walked past him and didn't look back., it was really over. She hated him. He had hurt her deeply and she would never forgive him. Suddenly he felt something moist against his cheek, he lifted his hand to meet the thing and looked at his finger. A tear lay atop his index finger, he looked up and saw her walking away, never looking back. He wiped his face and walked forward.