Authoress: Michelle C.
Date: March 6, 2003
Series: Cowboy Bebop
Disclaimers: See, "disclaimers" starts with "d" and so does "don't" and "doesn't".
From the Eyes of a ShrewChapter 2
Me vs. Me"Faye…"
'Huh?' I thought.
"Faaaye…" I heard the voice say again. It was like a light, feathery voice, the kind of voice that you hear in those… scary movie things.
"What is it? What do you want?" I asked, sort of annoyed.
"Faye… help me…"
"Help you? Why should I help you? Who are you?" I was confused at this point. Very. Help? Help her? Wait. Her? How did I know it was a her?
"I… am you. Help me. Help yourself. Understand."
"Understand?"
"Yes." Great. Riddles. Whoop dee.
"But… what do you want me to understand?"
"I am you and you are me. Help us." Peachy. More riddles. Yeah. Like I'm a real riddle person. My whole life was a riddle—a puzzle, really, with so many missing bits and pieces.
"What?" I asked, totally confused.
"Faye."
"What now?" I grumbled.
"I want to live."
"What?" So she wants me to help. And she is me. And she… me… I want to live. Huh?
"I think I want to live. I am you. Do you want to live?"
"Huh? Of course I do."
"Of course. You are me. I am you. But do you really? Do we really?"
"Really what?"
"Want."
"Want to what?"
"Live…"