Hey everyone - another chapter of this weird fanfiction that I personally have no idea how it came to me or why - but here I am writing it anyway...
The story for this time is - Shattered - by Remy Zero
And by the way if any of you readers have any idea for a song that you think might fit with this story - send me a review with the name of the song and who sings it - I promise I'll listen to it and maybe even use it! You'll be responsible for a chapter of your own - kind of become an inspiration!!!
Like always - Review are appreciated !
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Grace in light
Somehow I found you here
Torn from the hope and fear
That holds us inside
*
They sat on her porch with two bottles of bear, the night skies were filled with stars above them and they turned off the porch light, opting to sit in the dark with only the dim moonlight shining from above.
It was hard for her to tell him, just as it shocked him to hear it.
"My father wasn't easy to grow up with" she said quietly "he drank a lot and when he did he could become very mean. He didn't really hurt us - mostly because we learned at a young age to make ourselves invisible when ever he got this way. My mother took most of the blows if you know what I mean. After a while she started drinking too. She died three years ago, the ironic thing is that about a year before she died things actually got better for a while - he stopped drinking, so did she, they moved to Miami... things seemed to be getting better"
"And after she died?" Erik asked quietly
"He went back to the drinking. Last year he got into a fist fight with my older brother, since then he hasn't really been turning mean when he drinks, now he just tries his best to pick verbal fights with me" she gathered her knees to her chest, curling into a fetus position on instinct "I keep getting calls from bars all over Miami asking me to pick him up after he gets wasted"
"So that's where you went to tonight" it was more a statement then a question and he watched her nod. His next question came as a total surprise "Is he ok?"
She looked at him for a second, trying to explain to herself why that particular question touched her so much. It was the fact that even after all the bad things she just told him about her father, he was still concerned about his well being. He wasn't automatically categorizing him as a bad man who wasn't worth his attention. He knew she was concerned about her father and with out passing judgment he was simply sharing her concern.
"He's sleeping it off" she finally shrugged "He's going to be ok"
"And you? How are you doing?"
*
Pull me out
Out from the world I've known
And all that was broken, cold
Brought me in here
*
They sat quietly for a while, he couldn't help but sneak small peeks at her direction when he was sure she wasn't looking.
How could he not know about this? She was one of his closest friends, they spent almost everyday together. How could he miss something like that?
"I'm sorry I didn't know" he found himself saying quietly
"I didn't tell anyone" she shrugged "besides, what would you have done?"
"I would have known" he said simply, no other reason coming to his mind. She looked at him for a second, realizing he really did mean it - he just wanted to know.
Another twenty minutes passed quietly, just comfortable silence. Finally she uncurled herself from her seat and got up "You should go home, it's late and I don't want you to fall asleep on the job tomorrow on account of me"
"I could stay if you want me to" he offered, getting up himself and carrying the bottles back to the kitchen as she followed him in.
She contemplated his offer for a minute but then shook her head "No, I'll be fine,really...I just need to get some sleep"
He nodded and made his way to the door "If you need anything, just give me a call ok? Anything!"
She kissed him goodbye on the cheek and closed the door behind him. Suddenly the apartment seemed awfully empty and quiet. She hugged herself and made her way to the couch, pulling a blanket on herself and lying down.
The sleep wasn't going to come tonight - she knew it wouldn't - but she still had to try.
*
From you, one look
Just one look
And everything is shattered
From you one word
Towers burn
And fall, fall apart
*
He saw glimpses of her all day, passing through the halls, going into the lab, leaving for a crime scene...
He didn't go over to her, trying to give her some space. He figured that the revelations from last night were somewhat awkward for her and he didn't want to overwhelm her or embarrass her.
She was him too, small glimpses from a far through out the day. She couldn't bring herself to talk to him - by day light, the realization that he knew the details of her family life made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Hey Calleigh" Hagen suddenly appeared behind her "Where were you last night? I called and called..."
"I'm sorry John, I had some things to take care of" it wasn't a lie she kept telling herself, it just wasn't the entire truth.
"And you couldn't call?" he squinted at her
She shrugged giving him an apologetic smile and he sighed and smiled, giving up. "Ok, how about you make it up to me at lunch?"
She smiled and nodded. Grabbing her bag she allowed Hagen to open the door for her and lead her out, his hand on the small of her back. As they walked down the hall she couldn't help but see Erik looking at them, watching them walk outside together.
She looked back at him for just a second, something passed through his eyes but she couldn't quite figure out what it was, for a moment she thought it looked a lot like pain
*
Fires curl, shadows swirl
A hollow sound
That no one else can hear
But me in silent streams
Forever more
We dream
*
??
(footnote continued)
The story for this time is - Shattered - by Remy Zero
And by the way if any of you readers have any idea for a song that you think might fit with this story - send me a review with the name of the song and who sings it - I promise I'll listen to it and maybe even use it! You'll be responsible for a chapter of your own - kind of become an inspiration!!!
Like always - Review are appreciated !
*
Grace in light
Somehow I found you here
Torn from the hope and fear
That holds us inside
*
They sat on her porch with two bottles of bear, the night skies were filled with stars above them and they turned off the porch light, opting to sit in the dark with only the dim moonlight shining from above.
It was hard for her to tell him, just as it shocked him to hear it.
"My father wasn't easy to grow up with" she said quietly "he drank a lot and when he did he could become very mean. He didn't really hurt us - mostly because we learned at a young age to make ourselves invisible when ever he got this way. My mother took most of the blows if you know what I mean. After a while she started drinking too. She died three years ago, the ironic thing is that about a year before she died things actually got better for a while - he stopped drinking, so did she, they moved to Miami... things seemed to be getting better"
"And after she died?" Erik asked quietly
"He went back to the drinking. Last year he got into a fist fight with my older brother, since then he hasn't really been turning mean when he drinks, now he just tries his best to pick verbal fights with me" she gathered her knees to her chest, curling into a fetus position on instinct "I keep getting calls from bars all over Miami asking me to pick him up after he gets wasted"
"So that's where you went to tonight" it was more a statement then a question and he watched her nod. His next question came as a total surprise "Is he ok?"
She looked at him for a second, trying to explain to herself why that particular question touched her so much. It was the fact that even after all the bad things she just told him about her father, he was still concerned about his well being. He wasn't automatically categorizing him as a bad man who wasn't worth his attention. He knew she was concerned about her father and with out passing judgment he was simply sharing her concern.
"He's sleeping it off" she finally shrugged "He's going to be ok"
"And you? How are you doing?"
*
Pull me out
Out from the world I've known
And all that was broken, cold
Brought me in here
*
They sat quietly for a while, he couldn't help but sneak small peeks at her direction when he was sure she wasn't looking.
How could he not know about this? She was one of his closest friends, they spent almost everyday together. How could he miss something like that?
"I'm sorry I didn't know" he found himself saying quietly
"I didn't tell anyone" she shrugged "besides, what would you have done?"
"I would have known" he said simply, no other reason coming to his mind. She looked at him for a second, realizing he really did mean it - he just wanted to know.
Another twenty minutes passed quietly, just comfortable silence. Finally she uncurled herself from her seat and got up "You should go home, it's late and I don't want you to fall asleep on the job tomorrow on account of me"
"I could stay if you want me to" he offered, getting up himself and carrying the bottles back to the kitchen as she followed him in.
She contemplated his offer for a minute but then shook her head "No, I'll be fine,really...I just need to get some sleep"
He nodded and made his way to the door "If you need anything, just give me a call ok? Anything!"
She kissed him goodbye on the cheek and closed the door behind him. Suddenly the apartment seemed awfully empty and quiet. She hugged herself and made her way to the couch, pulling a blanket on herself and lying down.
The sleep wasn't going to come tonight - she knew it wouldn't - but she still had to try.
*
From you, one look
Just one look
And everything is shattered
From you one word
Towers burn
And fall, fall apart
*
He saw glimpses of her all day, passing through the halls, going into the lab, leaving for a crime scene...
He didn't go over to her, trying to give her some space. He figured that the revelations from last night were somewhat awkward for her and he didn't want to overwhelm her or embarrass her.
She was him too, small glimpses from a far through out the day. She couldn't bring herself to talk to him - by day light, the realization that he knew the details of her family life made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Hey Calleigh" Hagen suddenly appeared behind her "Where were you last night? I called and called..."
"I'm sorry John, I had some things to take care of" it wasn't a lie she kept telling herself, it just wasn't the entire truth.
"And you couldn't call?" he squinted at her
She shrugged giving him an apologetic smile and he sighed and smiled, giving up. "Ok, how about you make it up to me at lunch?"
She smiled and nodded. Grabbing her bag she allowed Hagen to open the door for her and lead her out, his hand on the small of her back. As they walked down the hall she couldn't help but see Erik looking at them, watching them walk outside together.
She looked back at him for just a second, something passed through his eyes but she couldn't quite figure out what it was, for a moment she thought it looked a lot like pain
*
Fires curl, shadows swirl
A hollow sound
That no one else can hear
But me in silent streams
Forever more
We dream
*
??
(footnote continued)