DC-Well, here I am, explaining to you that I don't own any of this. I wish
I did. Well, mostly, I just wish I owned Oliver. ::grins::
Here I am again, sitting by a hospital bed. Katie's hospital bed. I stare down at her in wonder. How does this happen again? Does God hate her? What has she done to him?
We sit here, Alicia, Angelina, Fred, George, Lee, and Cedric. Cedric. Katie's boyfriend.
I sit, and try not to think about what happened. I try not to think about Katie's body hitting the ground again. I try not to think about Angelina's screaming. I try not to remember my dreams. Instead of me falling, it was Katie. Instead of her reaching onto my hand, it's me reaching onto her hand.
She fell again. Another bludger. I don't blame anyone though. Except God. But, how could this happen again? It's history repeating again. I hate the world now. I hate everything.
I look down at Katie. And want to cry. Madame Pomfrey has vanished. She said she'd be right back to tell us how Katie's doing. Her condition. I'm afraid to find out. But as I look at Katie's lifeless body, I'm more than scared. But all these fears, I'm sick of them.
~*I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childish fears.*~
I can't leave her. She won't leave me. Everywhere I go, it's like she's always there.
Cedric is pacing. Alicia is crying. Angelina is staring at nothing. The twins and Lee are just sitting quietly. Me, I'm hopeless. I'm beyond tears.
~*And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here.
And it won't leave me alone.*~
I can't bear to look at her. I sit, and just think. Unfortunately, I'm haunted by memories. My head hurts. I'm chased by pain. I wonder where Madam Pomfrey is. I need to know how Katie's doing. If she dies, I'll die too. I can't live without her. Even if I can't have here, I still need her around me. I'm addicted to her. I need her. But I'm haunted by pain from her.
~*These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase.*~
I can't stand to look at her anymore. I turn away and think. The only things that come to mind are memories. More and more memories. I think of all the times she cried, and I'd comfort her. When she'd be worried, I'd comfort her. I'd hold her hand when something was wrong. But now, even if I can hold her hand, she can't be scared, or worried, or cry.
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
I don't understand how this happened again. I was more careful. But not careful enough.
"Oliver?" Alicia asks. "Are you ok?" Am I ok? No, I'm not.
"I'm fine," I lied. She gave me a look and I knew she didn't buy it.
"Oliver," Fred said. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I was closest to her. I should've blocked the bludger."
"It's not your fault," I told him truthfully. "It's no one's fault."
"How could this happen again?" Angelina whispered.
"God must really hate her," George muttered. How could anyone hate Katie though? With the way she smiled, and laughed.
~*You used to captivate me
By your resonating light.
Now I'm bound by the
Life you left behind.*~
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm going insane. Am I crazy? My dreams are insane. Does that mean my mind is insane?
~*Your face, it haunts my once
Pleasant dreams.
Your voice, it chased away
All the sanity in me.*~
Cedric is starting to laugh. Laugh! He's laughing while his girlfriend is almost dead.
"What's so funny?" Angelina snaps at him.
He's holding a letter in his hand. "Nothing," he says quickly. "Just something my Dad said in this letter he sent me." We all glare at him.
"If you're going to laugh," I say. "Do it somewhere else. Some of us here actually care about Katie."
"Care?" Cedric snorts. "You don't care. You obsess!"
~*These wounds won't seem to heal.
This pain is just too real.
There's just too much that time cannot erase.*~
"You don't love her. You're just obsessed with her!" Cedric continues. "I feel bad for her! She has you begging at her knees. You think she enjoys that?"
"You're wrong!" Alicia suddenly says. "Oliver loves Katie way more than you ever can or will. She wouldn't even think twice about you if she didn't have amnesia."
"And you sit here and start laughing," Angelina continues on for Alicia. "About your fucking dad and his fucking jokes while your girlfriend is lying on a hospital bed in a serious condition!"
"Oliver wouldn't do that," Fred says. "Look at him! He's a wreck! And he's not even dating Katie anymore! And yet, he sits here, by her side, waiting for her to wake up, while you sit and laugh."
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
"I don't know who you think you are," George says acidly. "But you're not Katie's boyfriend. You don't deserve her at all. We've tried our best to be nice to you, for Katie's sake. But now, that's pretty much impossible."
"And even though technically, you're her boyfriend," Lee says. "Realistically, you're not. Oliver is."
I wish I was, but Cedric is, technically, and realistically. Not to mention unfortunately.
~*I've tried so hard to tell myself
That you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.*~
"Wood only wishes he is," Cedric says. "But he simply cannot handle the fact that he isn't with Katie. I am."
"Not for long," I muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You may have her now, but there's always later."
"Yes, there is always later. And I'm now and later," Cedric says coolly.
"You're candy?" Fred pipes up, trying to add humor to the conversation.
"He can't be candy," Angelina snaps. "He's not sweet enough."
Madam Pomfrey comes bustling back into the room before Cedric can respond. "You all need to be going," she said. "You can visit her in the morning. Off you go now!"
"But what about her condition?!" I ask. She sighed, and gave me a solemn look.
"Well, I can tell you Mr. Wood, that her condition is not good. And, the chances of her waking up, are not probable."
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
(::Death music plays:: Dum, dum, dum....ok yeah. Um, I could use some help here! Anyone? ::whines:: I meant to update this yesterday, along with I Love Thee Not, Therefore Pursue Me Not, but I ran outta time. A couple of us hit Warped Tour last night! And it rocked! Ok, um, I'm trying to get farther along in my other story, so I'm not sure when I'll update this again. Don't hurt me.......too much! Thanks to my reviewers!)
Here I am again, sitting by a hospital bed. Katie's hospital bed. I stare down at her in wonder. How does this happen again? Does God hate her? What has she done to him?
We sit here, Alicia, Angelina, Fred, George, Lee, and Cedric. Cedric. Katie's boyfriend.
I sit, and try not to think about what happened. I try not to think about Katie's body hitting the ground again. I try not to think about Angelina's screaming. I try not to remember my dreams. Instead of me falling, it was Katie. Instead of her reaching onto my hand, it's me reaching onto her hand.
She fell again. Another bludger. I don't blame anyone though. Except God. But, how could this happen again? It's history repeating again. I hate the world now. I hate everything.
I look down at Katie. And want to cry. Madame Pomfrey has vanished. She said she'd be right back to tell us how Katie's doing. Her condition. I'm afraid to find out. But as I look at Katie's lifeless body, I'm more than scared. But all these fears, I'm sick of them.
~*I'm so tired of being here.
Suppressed by all my childish fears.*~
I can't leave her. She won't leave me. Everywhere I go, it's like she's always there.
Cedric is pacing. Alicia is crying. Angelina is staring at nothing. The twins and Lee are just sitting quietly. Me, I'm hopeless. I'm beyond tears.
~*And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
Cause your presence still lingers here.
And it won't leave me alone.*~
I can't bear to look at her. I sit, and just think. Unfortunately, I'm haunted by memories. My head hurts. I'm chased by pain. I wonder where Madam Pomfrey is. I need to know how Katie's doing. If she dies, I'll die too. I can't live without her. Even if I can't have here, I still need her around me. I'm addicted to her. I need her. But I'm haunted by pain from her.
~*These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase.*~
I can't stand to look at her anymore. I turn away and think. The only things that come to mind are memories. More and more memories. I think of all the times she cried, and I'd comfort her. When she'd be worried, I'd comfort her. I'd hold her hand when something was wrong. But now, even if I can hold her hand, she can't be scared, or worried, or cry.
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
I don't understand how this happened again. I was more careful. But not careful enough.
"Oliver?" Alicia asks. "Are you ok?" Am I ok? No, I'm not.
"I'm fine," I lied. She gave me a look and I knew she didn't buy it.
"Oliver," Fred said. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I was closest to her. I should've blocked the bludger."
"It's not your fault," I told him truthfully. "It's no one's fault."
"How could this happen again?" Angelina whispered.
"God must really hate her," George muttered. How could anyone hate Katie though? With the way she smiled, and laughed.
~*You used to captivate me
By your resonating light.
Now I'm bound by the
Life you left behind.*~
I'm beginning to wonder if I'm going insane. Am I crazy? My dreams are insane. Does that mean my mind is insane?
~*Your face, it haunts my once
Pleasant dreams.
Your voice, it chased away
All the sanity in me.*~
Cedric is starting to laugh. Laugh! He's laughing while his girlfriend is almost dead.
"What's so funny?" Angelina snaps at him.
He's holding a letter in his hand. "Nothing," he says quickly. "Just something my Dad said in this letter he sent me." We all glare at him.
"If you're going to laugh," I say. "Do it somewhere else. Some of us here actually care about Katie."
"Care?" Cedric snorts. "You don't care. You obsess!"
~*These wounds won't seem to heal.
This pain is just too real.
There's just too much that time cannot erase.*~
"You don't love her. You're just obsessed with her!" Cedric continues. "I feel bad for her! She has you begging at her knees. You think she enjoys that?"
"You're wrong!" Alicia suddenly says. "Oliver loves Katie way more than you ever can or will. She wouldn't even think twice about you if she didn't have amnesia."
"And you sit here and start laughing," Angelina continues on for Alicia. "About your fucking dad and his fucking jokes while your girlfriend is lying on a hospital bed in a serious condition!"
"Oliver wouldn't do that," Fred says. "Look at him! He's a wreck! And he's not even dating Katie anymore! And yet, he sits here, by her side, waiting for her to wake up, while you sit and laugh."
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
"I don't know who you think you are," George says acidly. "But you're not Katie's boyfriend. You don't deserve her at all. We've tried our best to be nice to you, for Katie's sake. But now, that's pretty much impossible."
"And even though technically, you're her boyfriend," Lee says. "Realistically, you're not. Oliver is."
I wish I was, but Cedric is, technically, and realistically. Not to mention unfortunately.
~*I've tried so hard to tell myself
That you're gone.
But though you're still with me,
I've been alone all along.*~
"Wood only wishes he is," Cedric says. "But he simply cannot handle the fact that he isn't with Katie. I am."
"Not for long," I muttered.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You may have her now, but there's always later."
"Yes, there is always later. And I'm now and later," Cedric says coolly.
"You're candy?" Fred pipes up, trying to add humor to the conversation.
"He can't be candy," Angelina snaps. "He's not sweet enough."
Madam Pomfrey comes bustling back into the room before Cedric can respond. "You all need to be going," she said. "You can visit her in the morning. Off you go now!"
"But what about her condition?!" I ask. She sighed, and gave me a solemn look.
"Well, I can tell you Mr. Wood, that her condition is not good. And, the chances of her waking up, are not probable."
~*When you cried,
I'd wipe away all of your tears.
When you screamed,
I'd fight away all of your fears.
And I held your hand
Through all of these years.
But you still have all of me.*~
(::Death music plays:: Dum, dum, dum....ok yeah. Um, I could use some help here! Anyone? ::whines:: I meant to update this yesterday, along with I Love Thee Not, Therefore Pursue Me Not, but I ran outta time. A couple of us hit Warped Tour last night! And it rocked! Ok, um, I'm trying to get farther along in my other story, so I'm not sure when I'll update this again. Don't hurt me.......too much! Thanks to my reviewers!)