One last chapter, and then I am done! At least, I think so...
Nope, I don't own "My Immortal" by Evanescence. Don't own Jackie Chan Adventures or any of the characters in it either.
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/I'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all my childish fears/
Jackie lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He had no peace since Valmont's fear had driven him to search Jackie out. Not from Uncle, nor Jade, not even from Toru. They questioned him endlessly about what on earth Valmont could have wanted.
'How should I know?' Jackie retorted. Uncle's warning face drove Jackie to admit, 'He seemed...afraid of something.'
'What could he be afraid of?' Toru wondered. Jackie didn't reply.
/And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone/
Jackie's heart ached, not so much from the pain of the past wrongs inflicted upon him by Valmont, than the fact that their relationship really seemed to be over. Valmont always called an hour after Jackie broke it off with him, and this time had been no different save for one thing; Jackie had stood firm and refused to take him back.
/These wounds won't seem to heal;
this pain is just too real;
there's just too much that time cannot erase/
Jackie was almost certain that he had done the right thing. Valmont had to realize that he couldn't treat Jackie like this. If Jackie could only hold out for a little while longer, perhaps Valmont would get the message.
It was hard for Jackie to figure out whether it was sheer cruelty on Valmont's part, or if Jackie had failed him, and another unknown fear made Valmont act the way he had.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
The only thing Valmont had admitted being afraid of was a second possession. That was where Jackie's relationship with the man had started. Jackie had been the one to take care of Valmont and bring him back to the real world. He had been the one to help fight the demons in Valmont's mind, to wipe his eyes dry after the darkness had passed. And it was funny; even though they were no longer together, Jackie was still bound heart and soul to Valmont, whether he wanted to be or not.
/You used to captivate me
by your resonating light/
On the rare occasions that Jackie and Valmont were ever alone, Valmont proved himself to be quite intelligent. He knew a great deal about archeology himself, and the two men could spend hours discussing it if they had wanted to, though the conversations rarely ever lasted that long.
A sudden knock on the door broke Jackie's train of thought. "Jackie?" Jade's voice requested shyly.
"What is it now?" Jackie demanded, his voice a little harsher than he intended. Jade shrank back. Jackie smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, Jade. Just a lot on my mind right now."
"Valmont's dead." Jade stated simply, averting her eyes. Jackie's face fell, and though his voice failed him, his searching eyes were all the question his niece needed. "He drowned in the river."
"Thank you, Jade." Jackie croaked out. Jade's eyes were filled with curiosity, but thankfully, she thought it better to leave the room.
/Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts
my once pleasant dreams/
No matter how hard he tried, Jackie couldn't sleep. Valmont's face appeared every time he closed his eyes. Where his dreams about Valmont had been enjoyable before, now all that Jackie saw was a white haired man laying in a casket, eyes closed and body bruised.
/Your voice it chased away
all the sanity in me/
Worst of all, Jackie always heard the words that Valmont would murmur, when Shendu had left for good.
'Free? Am I free? He's not gone, I can feel him...' Valmont would murmur, until he came to his senses. Then he would beg, 'Never leave me, Jackie. Never, even if the worst should happen.'
/These wounds won't seem to heal;
this pain is just too real;
there's just too much that time cannot erase/
The worst part was that he now knew that Jackie had failed in that. Valmont was dead because of him, and there was no way to bring him back. Jackie sobbed, his throat tight. He couldn't let the others hear him cry.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
If Jackie needed anything now, it was for Valmont to do that which Jackie had once done for him. Jackie needed Valmont there to fight away the self-hatred that Jackie had, to tell him to stop crying.
Jackie had to remind himself that if Valmont were alive, he wouldn't be crying. The entire situation was his own fault, and that only increased his self-loathing even more. Jackie sat up on his bed, determined not to let himself cry anymore.
/I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along/
'He's gone.' Jackie struggled to come terms with that. What memories he had of Valmont were all he had left; though he couldn't help but think of the lonely years ahead. The idea of Valmont really being gone was more than he could bear.
"He's gone." Jackie said it out loud this time. His voice wasn't half as firm as it needed to be to convince himself of the fact. Jackie merely repeated it over and over until his heart was willing to accept what his brain already knew.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
Jackie lay on his back, and two more tears fell from his eyes, before he fell into a very deep sleep, exhausted from his grieving.
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Enough? Or shall I try to resurrect Valmont? I'm kinda tempted to just leave it as it is.
Nope, I don't own "My Immortal" by Evanescence. Don't own Jackie Chan Adventures or any of the characters in it either.
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/I'm so tired of being here
suppressed by all my childish fears/
Jackie lay on his bed, looking at the ceiling. He had no peace since Valmont's fear had driven him to search Jackie out. Not from Uncle, nor Jade, not even from Toru. They questioned him endlessly about what on earth Valmont could have wanted.
'How should I know?' Jackie retorted. Uncle's warning face drove Jackie to admit, 'He seemed...afraid of something.'
'What could he be afraid of?' Toru wondered. Jackie didn't reply.
/And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
and it won't leave me alone/
Jackie's heart ached, not so much from the pain of the past wrongs inflicted upon him by Valmont, than the fact that their relationship really seemed to be over. Valmont always called an hour after Jackie broke it off with him, and this time had been no different save for one thing; Jackie had stood firm and refused to take him back.
/These wounds won't seem to heal;
this pain is just too real;
there's just too much that time cannot erase/
Jackie was almost certain that he had done the right thing. Valmont had to realize that he couldn't treat Jackie like this. If Jackie could only hold out for a little while longer, perhaps Valmont would get the message.
It was hard for Jackie to figure out whether it was sheer cruelty on Valmont's part, or if Jackie had failed him, and another unknown fear made Valmont act the way he had.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
The only thing Valmont had admitted being afraid of was a second possession. That was where Jackie's relationship with the man had started. Jackie had been the one to take care of Valmont and bring him back to the real world. He had been the one to help fight the demons in Valmont's mind, to wipe his eyes dry after the darkness had passed. And it was funny; even though they were no longer together, Jackie was still bound heart and soul to Valmont, whether he wanted to be or not.
/You used to captivate me
by your resonating light/
On the rare occasions that Jackie and Valmont were ever alone, Valmont proved himself to be quite intelligent. He knew a great deal about archeology himself, and the two men could spend hours discussing it if they had wanted to, though the conversations rarely ever lasted that long.
A sudden knock on the door broke Jackie's train of thought. "Jackie?" Jade's voice requested shyly.
"What is it now?" Jackie demanded, his voice a little harsher than he intended. Jade shrank back. Jackie smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, Jade. Just a lot on my mind right now."
"Valmont's dead." Jade stated simply, averting her eyes. Jackie's face fell, and though his voice failed him, his searching eyes were all the question his niece needed. "He drowned in the river."
"Thank you, Jade." Jackie croaked out. Jade's eyes were filled with curiosity, but thankfully, she thought it better to leave the room.
/Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
your face it haunts
my once pleasant dreams/
No matter how hard he tried, Jackie couldn't sleep. Valmont's face appeared every time he closed his eyes. Where his dreams about Valmont had been enjoyable before, now all that Jackie saw was a white haired man laying in a casket, eyes closed and body bruised.
/Your voice it chased away
all the sanity in me/
Worst of all, Jackie always heard the words that Valmont would murmur, when Shendu had left for good.
'Free? Am I free? He's not gone, I can feel him...' Valmont would murmur, until he came to his senses. Then he would beg, 'Never leave me, Jackie. Never, even if the worst should happen.'
/These wounds won't seem to heal;
this pain is just too real;
there's just too much that time cannot erase/
The worst part was that he now knew that Jackie had failed in that. Valmont was dead because of him, and there was no way to bring him back. Jackie sobbed, his throat tight. He couldn't let the others hear him cry.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
If Jackie needed anything now, it was for Valmont to do that which Jackie had once done for him. Jackie needed Valmont there to fight away the self-hatred that Jackie had, to tell him to stop crying.
Jackie had to remind himself that if Valmont were alive, he wouldn't be crying. The entire situation was his own fault, and that only increased his self-loathing even more. Jackie sat up on his bed, determined not to let himself cry anymore.
/I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along/
'He's gone.' Jackie struggled to come terms with that. What memories he had of Valmont were all he had left; though he couldn't help but think of the lonely years ahead. The idea of Valmont really being gone was more than he could bear.
"He's gone." Jackie said it out loud this time. His voice wasn't half as firm as it needed to be to convince himself of the fact. Jackie merely repeated it over and over until his heart was willing to accept what his brain already knew.
/When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me/
Jackie lay on his back, and two more tears fell from his eyes, before he fell into a very deep sleep, exhausted from his grieving.
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Enough? Or shall I try to resurrect Valmont? I'm kinda tempted to just leave it as it is.