Shattered Glass
Chapter 2
By: FayesEmeraldEyes
Rated: PG-13
Gender: Romance/Drama
+ I do not own Cowboy Bebop. +
*italics* = Song
*3 days later*
As Faye awoke she noticed that all members of the Bebop crew, even Ein were
staring down at her with care and concern. She mainly noticed Spike. His
head was faced down and his attention seemed to be more interested with the
lines that traced the tiles, his head turned a little sideways. Jet and Ed
sat in two chairs that rested across from her bed, Ein piled into Ed's lap.
"Must have been a big piece of glass," Faye uttered.
Jet looked up and smiled at her. "More like 8 tiny pieces all into
your back and one large one that decided it was going to meet your front
side." Faye frowned and squeezed Ed's hand that now sat on the side of her
bed.
"Ed thought Faye-Faye was going to die. Ed didn't type on tomato for
3 days... Nope-nope-nope!" Faye smiled, and retracted her hand away from
Ed's grasp. "I'm ok Ed, but it seems as if Spike's gotten his head down in
the dumps." She started to smirk, when she noticed Spike stood up to exit
the room. "What's wrong with him?" She questioned herself, while turning
to Jet.
"Its not easy when your co-partner ends up hurt and the guilt starts
to take over." Faye looked down at the ground and let a tear fall.
"It still hurts..." She whipped the tear away trying to cover her
emotions.
"Yeah I know. Just try not to move too much, and get some rest,
alright. We were worried about you." Faye nodded, as Jet stood and placed
his heavy hand on her shoulder. "By the way... even though Spike killed the
bounty, we took the body into the cops and they gave us 4 hundred woolongs
for being the only ones able to actually ring him in. Apparently he was
only 15 but learned from his father how to kill at an early age...poor
kid." Jet smiled down at Faye and left the room, with Ed and Ein not too
far behind.
Faye turned her head slightly to hear Jet tell Spike something from
the hallway. Seconds later, Spike re-entered then set at Faye's. "I'm
sorry Faye... I didn't mean to hurt you." Faye looked up at him and
laughed.
"Don't be a lunkhead, for once it wasn't your fault. I didn't even
feel a thing." She tried to smile but instead started to cry as the pain
ached through her body.
"Hey-hey easy...it's alright." Spike soothed.
Faye rubbed at her eyes as the tears slowed themselves down. "I
didn't even feel anything... I feel like such a fool. Usually when glass
hits, you feel it. It's not like it's a comforting feeling!" Spike looked
back down for a minute before grabbing to hold her hand.
"The adrenaline was probably pumping so hard you didn't even know
what to feel... and I still can't help but think that if I hadn't of landed
so hard onto you that the glass wouldn't have embedded into your back the
way it did." With that Spike stood to his feet and squeezed Faye's hand
before letting go. "And for that I owe you everything... if it had hit any
main vein you could have internally bled to death...It's my fault." Closing
the door behind him, Faye didn't even have time to say something to stop
him from leaving.
*Walk with me
Open your sensitive mouth
And talk to me
Hold out your delicate hands
And feel me
Couldn't make any plans
To conceal me
Open your sensitive mouth
Hold out your delicate hands
With such a sensitive mouth
I'm easy to see through
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Cry for you
Seen the tears
Roll down from my eyes for you
Heard my truth
Distoring to lies for you
Watched my love
Becoming a prize for you
Seen the tears in my eyes
Heard the truth in my lies
Seen the tears in my eyes
I'm not proud of what I do
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
I come up to meet you
Up there somewhere
When I rush to greet you
My soul is bared
Gave more for you
Dropped my crutches
And crawled on the floor
for you
Went looking behind every
door for you
And because of the things
That I saw for you*
(SONG CREDIT: "Rush" By Depeche Mode)
Chapter 2
By: FayesEmeraldEyes
Rated: PG-13
Gender: Romance/Drama
+ I do not own Cowboy Bebop. +
*italics* = Song
*3 days later*
As Faye awoke she noticed that all members of the Bebop crew, even Ein were
staring down at her with care and concern. She mainly noticed Spike. His
head was faced down and his attention seemed to be more interested with the
lines that traced the tiles, his head turned a little sideways. Jet and Ed
sat in two chairs that rested across from her bed, Ein piled into Ed's lap.
"Must have been a big piece of glass," Faye uttered.
Jet looked up and smiled at her. "More like 8 tiny pieces all into
your back and one large one that decided it was going to meet your front
side." Faye frowned and squeezed Ed's hand that now sat on the side of her
bed.
"Ed thought Faye-Faye was going to die. Ed didn't type on tomato for
3 days... Nope-nope-nope!" Faye smiled, and retracted her hand away from
Ed's grasp. "I'm ok Ed, but it seems as if Spike's gotten his head down in
the dumps." She started to smirk, when she noticed Spike stood up to exit
the room. "What's wrong with him?" She questioned herself, while turning
to Jet.
"Its not easy when your co-partner ends up hurt and the guilt starts
to take over." Faye looked down at the ground and let a tear fall.
"It still hurts..." She whipped the tear away trying to cover her
emotions.
"Yeah I know. Just try not to move too much, and get some rest,
alright. We were worried about you." Faye nodded, as Jet stood and placed
his heavy hand on her shoulder. "By the way... even though Spike killed the
bounty, we took the body into the cops and they gave us 4 hundred woolongs
for being the only ones able to actually ring him in. Apparently he was
only 15 but learned from his father how to kill at an early age...poor
kid." Jet smiled down at Faye and left the room, with Ed and Ein not too
far behind.
Faye turned her head slightly to hear Jet tell Spike something from
the hallway. Seconds later, Spike re-entered then set at Faye's. "I'm
sorry Faye... I didn't mean to hurt you." Faye looked up at him and
laughed.
"Don't be a lunkhead, for once it wasn't your fault. I didn't even
feel a thing." She tried to smile but instead started to cry as the pain
ached through her body.
"Hey-hey easy...it's alright." Spike soothed.
Faye rubbed at her eyes as the tears slowed themselves down. "I
didn't even feel anything... I feel like such a fool. Usually when glass
hits, you feel it. It's not like it's a comforting feeling!" Spike looked
back down for a minute before grabbing to hold her hand.
"The adrenaline was probably pumping so hard you didn't even know
what to feel... and I still can't help but think that if I hadn't of landed
so hard onto you that the glass wouldn't have embedded into your back the
way it did." With that Spike stood to his feet and squeezed Faye's hand
before letting go. "And for that I owe you everything... if it had hit any
main vein you could have internally bled to death...It's my fault." Closing
the door behind him, Faye didn't even have time to say something to stop
him from leaving.
*Walk with me
Open your sensitive mouth
And talk to me
Hold out your delicate hands
And feel me
Couldn't make any plans
To conceal me
Open your sensitive mouth
Hold out your delicate hands
With such a sensitive mouth
I'm easy to see through
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
Cry for you
Seen the tears
Roll down from my eyes for you
Heard my truth
Distoring to lies for you
Watched my love
Becoming a prize for you
Seen the tears in my eyes
Heard the truth in my lies
Seen the tears in my eyes
I'm not proud of what I do
When I come up
When I rush
I rush for you
I come up to meet you
Up there somewhere
When I rush to greet you
My soul is bared
Gave more for you
Dropped my crutches
And crawled on the floor
for you
Went looking behind every
door for you
And because of the things
That I saw for you*
(SONG CREDIT: "Rush" By Depeche Mode)