Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop or "Rings from Corona" by Poison the Well.
A/N: I'm too impatient to wait for reviews. I guess I do plan on continuing this after all. Don't really know what's going on here. Just kinda winging it. Bare with me. It's a short, uninspired piece to get me to the next step.
Session 2:
Rings from Corona
Open your mouth to see if it's the truth
Turn around so you can't see me say 'I miss you'
"What the hell do you mean you're leaving!??"
Faye leaned up against her Red Tail, arms folded defiantly across her chest. Maybe she hadn't thought this out too well, after all. What made her think Jet would just sit back while she left the Bebop?
"Jet, I've got to go." She had to go? Was that true? No, she doubted it. She could've made it just fine here on the Bebop. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to go anymore. Now, it was the principal of the thing. Jet wasn't her father! She could leave anytime she wanted to!
Jet searched for words to talk her out of this. He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but feel the strange need to stop her. "What about Ed!? I can't take care of her and that mutt by myself!"
Faye didn't bother to respond. Nothing she could say would make this right. Nothing he could say would change her mind. What's the use in speaking? She merely boosted herself off her spot against her jet's side and walked around to the pod. With a soft hiss, her Red Tail opened up to let her in.
She could see the anger in Jet's eyes. She could've heard that anger, too, if she was listening. No, she was done listening for now.
"Fine! I won't have to be wasting my money on your ass anymore! And don't bother coming back!"
She powered up her little escape pod. Escape... That's what she needed. Escape from the Bebop... Escape from the memories.
Jet didn't watch as she left. If she was walking out on him, he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of seeing him watch her leave. She wouldn't be able to smile coyly because she knew he would miss her. No - he wouldn't let her have the satisfaction.
And he was glad she didn't say anything more. He knew she was lying. She knew it, too. No use in opening your mouth just to speak what everyone knows is a lie. He gave Ed a soft nudge. "C'mon, Ed."
Ed watched the Red Tail leaving the hangar with a bit of confusion. Where was Faye going? It didn't matter. She'd be back. She always came back. Just like Ed! "Bai, Faye-Faye!!"
With everything I've dragged in -
Venomous beings and all -
It's nice to think that everything falls into place
But it doesn't
I don't know why I came to Callisto. I keep telling myself that it's because it was the closest place to go to that was anywhere near Ganymede. I can't help but doubt that.
What's wrong with me? Why am I so drawn to guys that are such bastards? Drawn to... I'm not even sure what that means. I'm not attracted to either of them... especially not Spike. His ugly, stupid fluffy hair. That idiotic smirk he always wore. The stench of stale smoke, alcohol and blood.
Gren, on the other hand... Gren was beautiful. That's why I'm not attracted to him. He's too beautiful - too beautiful for a woman to be attracted to. And I don't swing that way. But I can't help but remember the short time I spent with him. It was the first time I felt so at ease, speaking so freely. I don't know what came over me.
Sometimes I blame it on the alcohol, but I was talking like that well before he gave me a drink. Maybe I was just so lonely that I'd open up to anyone. Kinda like I am now. But I don't think that's it.
Gren had something in those eyes of his... Something that Spike had too. It's that damned spell I was talking about before. Gren's spell hit so much harder because it wasn't accompanied by repulsion. Spike always laced his charm with hatred. Not Gren. There was something so strangely pure in the way his eyes held you. The holiest of sinners.
None of that matters now. Gren's not here. I was a fool to think that everything would just fall into place like that. Ever since that crazy doctor brought me back to life, nothing's just fallen into place. And nothing's that easy in the life of a bounty hunter. Well, ex-bounty hunter.
Spike mentioned something about sending Gren somewhere after he came back from Callisto last time. Spike, that bastard. He always finds a way to ruin things for me. Takes himself and Gren away from me. Fuck you, Spike.
So guilty
So weak
So lost without you