Hope the last chapter didn't stun you guys too much. I wanted to throw in
something juicy. Well, I'm runnin' out of intros, but that's better
anyway. You want to read the story.
This chap: Carols gets filled in, Syd goes missin', and if I tell anymore
it will be giving too much away, but this chapter ends with the start of a
new twist.
Disclaimer: the poem used later in this chap was wrote by my friend, Selby
Jane, and is used with permission. She told me that she would eventually
post some of her poems some time. On to the story.
Unlucky Hand chapter five: Assessing Damage, Mending Wounds
The next morning when Gage woke up, he went into the bedroom to find Sydney wasn't there. Just a note on the pillow.
Dear Gage,
Thank you for letting me stay and the clothes. They'll be
waiting on you desk. Trent and Carlos called. Carlos is going
to come by and pick you up later. I was going to take your car,
but decided to take a walk. I don't know where I'm going. I
just know I need to be alone. I will see you later. Syd
Walker had given both the day off. With it being close to Christmas it would have been a nice day to shop. But he had other plans. He got dressed and got in his car. He didn't know where she would be, but he had all day to look.
That day Walker, Trivette, Trent, Carlos, and Kim all gathered at Uppercuts. Walker had to leave to run errands for Alex, and the others decided to break out the Christmas decorations.
"So how are Gage and Sydney doing?" Kim asked hanging a ball on the tree.
"Walker gave both the day off." Trivette informed while helping Carlos hang some garland.
"I talked to Syd at Gage's. They seem to be doing fine. She said he was still sleeping on the couch." Carlos informed.
"The couch?" Trent questioned.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't he?" Carlos asked feeling in the dark.
"Gage likes Sydney." Kim and Trivette answered at the same time. And looked at each other.
"Does Sydney like Gage?" Carlos asked.
"I suspect that she does. She talks a lot about him." Trent answered.
"At the office they argue a lot over stupid things, and he's always playing jokes on her. Sometimes it looks like they're a married couple, sometimes like they want to kill each other." Trivette informed them.
"So if he likes her and she likes him, why aren't they together?" Carlos asked confused.
"She doesn't think they can. It goes like this..." Trivette and the others explained to Carlos all that he had missed.
Meanwhile, Gage was still driving around looking for Sydney. He had checked everywhere. Her apartment, work, all the different gyms, shelters, parks, even the hospital and the morgue showing her picture to people. He decided to drive down by the docks, and sure enough there she was. Sitting on a park bench with nothing but the sweater and pants she had borrowed on. He parked the car and got the blanket from the back. Quietly he walked over and without saying a word wrapped the blanket around her shoulders. "You looked cold." he commented as she turned to face him.
"You followed." She sighed. She was glad to see his face. So warm and comforting. She wanted to run into his arms, but was afraid of what might happen.
"I...I had to." he announced. "I'm sorry for what I said last night. I was out of line. Let's just forget it."
There was about five feet of distance between them. She climbed off the bench and started to walk towards him. "No, Gage. I don't want to forget last night. It...it made me realize something. At any moment in time I could lose the things I hold most dear. My friends. You." She had been walking towards him while saying this, and now there was less than a foot of space between them. "Don't take that job in New York. Stay in Dallas. Stay with me."
He stood there a while. He watched her shaking and took her in his arms. Her small frame begged his for warmth. Another second passed before she spoke. "Gage, I love you, too. I'm just so scared that if this doesn't work our friendship and partnership could end."
He hushed her with his finger and said, "I won't let that happen." Then he leaned down and kissed her. He half expected her to tear away from him, but instead found her urging the kiss on.
The two decided to go back to his place and rest. When they got there, Syd noticed that there was nothing festive in his apartment. So she asked, "Where are all your decorations?"
He got in to the top of the closet and handed her the boxes. His tree however was missing. So they got in his car and drove to the nearest tree lot. The one they got was almost too big to fit on top of his car.
They finally got it home and up into his apartment. They set it in the living room next to the TV. Syd drug two of the smaller boxes over, and Gage carried the larger one. When they were finished, Sydney handed Gage the angel and he reached up and placed it atop the tree. It was the most beautiful tree. Trimmed with bright lights and white tinsel and icicles on it. He turned off the lights, happy that they were doing something they would normally do together but now doing it together, and he snuggled on the couch next to her.
Sydney turned and looked up at him. She pulled a piece or paper out if her pocket.
"What's that?" Gage asked spying it.
"When I first entered the park I found this under a rock on the bench. When I read it, it really made me think." She handed it to Gage who read through it.
I am alone. I am in a world that is quite unknown. The light I had once found. Alas, has been buried in the ground. Do not make a sound for me. For it will be lost in the vast sea. I guess it was worth the cost. I am no less. I must go. But let's still be friends. But I've got to be me. I wish you could have seen.
"Wow. That's an...awesome poem. I can see why it could make you think, but what did it make you think about that changed your mind?" he asked folding it back up.
"When I read it, it made me think of you. Of how every time you try to get close I would push you away. You respected me enough to not go any farther. You told yourself that if I wouldn't be with you, we could still be friends, but you were going to move." She rubbed his clean shaved face softly. "It made me realize that you loved me enough, and wanted me to be happy even if it meant you being sad."
Again she looked him deeply in the eyes. "You've been so worried the last couple days about whether I was falling for Trent. At first,...he intrigued me. But he wasn't you. You've been my rock and I've always felt safe with you. Reading that made me realize that that was what I wanted. Besides, Trent's in love with Kim."
"He tried to tell me that you talked a lot about me to him. I wouldn't listen. I should have. I know you're worried about how this will affect our jobs, I am, too. So if it will make you feel better, until we find out how things at the office work, we can keep silent, but only in public. Agreed?"
"Agreed." She said kissing him.
"Yes!" he screamed so loud she jumped. "Sorry. I'm just so happy that we're both safe and happy."
They slept on the couch that night leaving the tree on. The last thought Sydney had before she closed her eyes was. 'Not as safe as you think.'
End chapter five. Six coming. I know mean place to leave with the new twist. I hope no one worried that I wouldn't put them together. I had to. They're meant to be. I hope I'm staying in character with this story. The next chapter has some more action, and has more to do with the title of the story. See y'all later! *^_^*
Unlucky Hand chapter five: Assessing Damage, Mending Wounds
The next morning when Gage woke up, he went into the bedroom to find Sydney wasn't there. Just a note on the pillow.
Dear Gage,
Thank you for letting me stay and the clothes. They'll be
waiting on you desk. Trent and Carlos called. Carlos is going
to come by and pick you up later. I was going to take your car,
but decided to take a walk. I don't know where I'm going. I
just know I need to be alone. I will see you later. Syd
Walker had given both the day off. With it being close to Christmas it would have been a nice day to shop. But he had other plans. He got dressed and got in his car. He didn't know where she would be, but he had all day to look.
That day Walker, Trivette, Trent, Carlos, and Kim all gathered at Uppercuts. Walker had to leave to run errands for Alex, and the others decided to break out the Christmas decorations.
"So how are Gage and Sydney doing?" Kim asked hanging a ball on the tree.
"Walker gave both the day off." Trivette informed while helping Carlos hang some garland.
"I talked to Syd at Gage's. They seem to be doing fine. She said he was still sleeping on the couch." Carlos informed.
"The couch?" Trent questioned.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't he?" Carlos asked feeling in the dark.
"Gage likes Sydney." Kim and Trivette answered at the same time. And looked at each other.
"Does Sydney like Gage?" Carlos asked.
"I suspect that she does. She talks a lot about him." Trent answered.
"At the office they argue a lot over stupid things, and he's always playing jokes on her. Sometimes it looks like they're a married couple, sometimes like they want to kill each other." Trivette informed them.
"So if he likes her and she likes him, why aren't they together?" Carlos asked confused.
"She doesn't think they can. It goes like this..." Trivette and the others explained to Carlos all that he had missed.
Meanwhile, Gage was still driving around looking for Sydney. He had checked everywhere. Her apartment, work, all the different gyms, shelters, parks, even the hospital and the morgue showing her picture to people. He decided to drive down by the docks, and sure enough there she was. Sitting on a park bench with nothing but the sweater and pants she had borrowed on. He parked the car and got the blanket from the back. Quietly he walked over and without saying a word wrapped the blanket around her shoulders. "You looked cold." he commented as she turned to face him.
"You followed." She sighed. She was glad to see his face. So warm and comforting. She wanted to run into his arms, but was afraid of what might happen.
"I...I had to." he announced. "I'm sorry for what I said last night. I was out of line. Let's just forget it."
There was about five feet of distance between them. She climbed off the bench and started to walk towards him. "No, Gage. I don't want to forget last night. It...it made me realize something. At any moment in time I could lose the things I hold most dear. My friends. You." She had been walking towards him while saying this, and now there was less than a foot of space between them. "Don't take that job in New York. Stay in Dallas. Stay with me."
He stood there a while. He watched her shaking and took her in his arms. Her small frame begged his for warmth. Another second passed before she spoke. "Gage, I love you, too. I'm just so scared that if this doesn't work our friendship and partnership could end."
He hushed her with his finger and said, "I won't let that happen." Then he leaned down and kissed her. He half expected her to tear away from him, but instead found her urging the kiss on.
The two decided to go back to his place and rest. When they got there, Syd noticed that there was nothing festive in his apartment. So she asked, "Where are all your decorations?"
He got in to the top of the closet and handed her the boxes. His tree however was missing. So they got in his car and drove to the nearest tree lot. The one they got was almost too big to fit on top of his car.
They finally got it home and up into his apartment. They set it in the living room next to the TV. Syd drug two of the smaller boxes over, and Gage carried the larger one. When they were finished, Sydney handed Gage the angel and he reached up and placed it atop the tree. It was the most beautiful tree. Trimmed with bright lights and white tinsel and icicles on it. He turned off the lights, happy that they were doing something they would normally do together but now doing it together, and he snuggled on the couch next to her.
Sydney turned and looked up at him. She pulled a piece or paper out if her pocket.
"What's that?" Gage asked spying it.
"When I first entered the park I found this under a rock on the bench. When I read it, it really made me think." She handed it to Gage who read through it.
I am alone. I am in a world that is quite unknown. The light I had once found. Alas, has been buried in the ground. Do not make a sound for me. For it will be lost in the vast sea. I guess it was worth the cost. I am no less. I must go. But let's still be friends. But I've got to be me. I wish you could have seen.
"Wow. That's an...awesome poem. I can see why it could make you think, but what did it make you think about that changed your mind?" he asked folding it back up.
"When I read it, it made me think of you. Of how every time you try to get close I would push you away. You respected me enough to not go any farther. You told yourself that if I wouldn't be with you, we could still be friends, but you were going to move." She rubbed his clean shaved face softly. "It made me realize that you loved me enough, and wanted me to be happy even if it meant you being sad."
Again she looked him deeply in the eyes. "You've been so worried the last couple days about whether I was falling for Trent. At first,...he intrigued me. But he wasn't you. You've been my rock and I've always felt safe with you. Reading that made me realize that that was what I wanted. Besides, Trent's in love with Kim."
"He tried to tell me that you talked a lot about me to him. I wouldn't listen. I should have. I know you're worried about how this will affect our jobs, I am, too. So if it will make you feel better, until we find out how things at the office work, we can keep silent, but only in public. Agreed?"
"Agreed." She said kissing him.
"Yes!" he screamed so loud she jumped. "Sorry. I'm just so happy that we're both safe and happy."
They slept on the couch that night leaving the tree on. The last thought Sydney had before she closed her eyes was. 'Not as safe as you think.'
End chapter five. Six coming. I know mean place to leave with the new twist. I hope no one worried that I wouldn't put them together. I had to. They're meant to be. I hope I'm staying in character with this story. The next chapter has some more action, and has more to do with the title of the story. See y'all later! *^_^*