Attached At The Hip
Dependency, Separate we never will be, Attached at the hip to me, Attached at the tip to me, attached at the hip to me. A part of my anatomy.
CKY, Attached At The Hip.
She crouched by the bedside, holding her unresponsive hand. She rested her head on the form in the bed, her black hair falling down and hiding her face. The person in the bed lay unaware of her sobs, the girl's chest wracked with anguish as her closest friend lay comatose.
'Diane?' a soft voice called, making her lift her head from the bed, her eyes red from crying.
Jack looked down into her pain filled eyes, his own filled with deep sadness, for although he didn't always see eye to eye with Diane or Monica, the two girls who made up the Diamond Duo, they were still like sisters to him due to the CC Club and he couldn't bare to see them like this.
'Jack? Why are you here?' Diane asked softly not moving from her vigil.
'I came to see how Monica was doing. If I'm disturbing you I'll go.' He replied starting to turn to leave.
'No. Stay, please?' Diane whispered needing to have someone with her to break this silence she wasn't used to.
'Alright.' Jack said softly and pulled up a chair next to her, unsure whether to physically console her.
They sat in silence for a moment until Diane pleaded 'Say something.' She couldn't bear the silence anymore, she wasn't used to it. She had always had Monica to talk to her whether she needed it or not. Now with her like this she had no-one, no voice that could soothe, the other half of her being was torn from her. A friend so close they were perceived as twins.
'What can I say?' Jack said softly. 'Whatever I say will sound clichéd or insincere so I won't say it.' He told her.
'Tell me what you feel.' Diane asked of him.
Jack sighed softly 'Not as much as you're feeling. I feel sadness, hurt and anger, all you'd expect when you see a comrade and close friend seriously injured.' He replied still unable to cross this barrier of vocal consolation.
'I see. You are right though. I feel so much more I can't describe this pit I've been thrust into. The voices of pain, rage, despair and blame torment me and it's only been one day.' She revealed.
'Why do you blame yourself? There was nothing you could do about that guy. He fought like a demon! He took out eight people before he left, two of which were A class SeeDs!' Jack told her.
'I wasn't there. I left her for a moment and she was taken away from me.' She said softly, gripping Monica's hand tighter.
'And if you was there you would've been cut down too. But if you really blame yourself that much maybe you should go see Commander Squall.' Jack said sharply hoping to pull her out of the pit of self-loathing.
'Squall? Why?' Diane asked surprised.
Unnoticed by either of them Monica's lips moved slightly trying to mouth some word.
'Well I don't know if he would talk about it but he did lose Rinoa a while a go didn't he.' Jack elaborated.
'I see...' Diane murmured.
'So much for Seifer.' She said bitterly.
'How so?' he asked confused by the turn of topic.
'Well he always prided himself on being the best yet he just stood there. He even told us to back off that guy.' Diane said anger rising.
'He was unarmed and he gave the right order, none of us was that guy's match.' Jack said feeling strange for protecting Seifer.
'Hah.' She muttered brushing Jack's opinion aside not caring for excuses.
'Do we know anything about him yet?' she demanded.
'Besides his fighting ability and that he really hates Seifer, no.' Jack told her bluntly.
'I'll kill him.' Diane snarled clenching her free hand into a fist.
'Do you have a death wish? Dying won't help Monica!' Jack yelled at her.
'And what am I supposed to do? Mope around praying she awakes rather than get the son of a bitch that did this to her?' she snapped back, glaring at him.
'No, but there's other ways. Leave it to Squall.' Jack replied, his eyes watering from the intensity of her stare.
Diane stood up letting go of Monica's hand standing over Jack in fury. '"Leave it to Squall", "Leave it to Squall"! Is that all you can do? What's the matter Jack? Lost your balls from playing too much cards?' she yelled venting her anger on him.
Jack sat in silence taking the insults knowing that it wasn't really him she was angry at.
Because of this silence they were able to hear a soft voice say 'We miss Squall.'
Diane's eyes widened as she spun round to look at Monica whilst Jack's lips twitched into a smile as he remembered his line.
'What are you bitches babbling about?' he said softly.
'Say superior bitches!' Monica replied her eyes still closed.
Diane knelt by her side once more, gripping her hand. 'Mon? Are you okay?' she asked frantically, still in shock.
'Can't feel my hand...' she murmured.
Diane looked down and saw how tightly Monica's hand was held in hers and released her grip. 'Sorry.' She giggled nervously.
'I'll go get Kadowaki.' Jack said and rushed out the cubicle.
'Can you open your eyes?' Diane asked.
'Probably, but I have a splitting headache... what hit me?' she mumbled, strangely at peace, as if Diane's presence was calming.
In Diane though all hell had broken loose, the mix of emotions, hormones and release of tension was playing havoc with her heart, its beat so fast it was a purr, while in her mind she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
'Don't you remember anything?' Diane asked anxiously.
'I remember a guy with a black gunblade, he would've been cute if he wasn't a homicidal maniac.' Monica said quietly with a faint grin.
'You're mad!' Diane said laughing and threw herself over her. 'I thought I'd lost you.' She whispered.
'Well now you found me... although what would I have done if you had gone...' Monica said softly, an arm twitching around Diane's back in a hug.
'You heard me huh?' Diane asked her head still resting on Monica's shoulder.
'I may have been comatose but I wasn't deaf.' She laughed dryly.
'I'm sorry...' Diane whispered trying to hold back tears. 'It's okay. I'm here now.' Monica said shushing softly. 'Although he can be annoying, jack does have his heart in the right place. You should listen to him.' She told her.
'Don't tell me you're developing a crush on him!' Diane teased.
'I wouldn't go that far!' Monica retorted.
Diane pulled away and brushed Monica's hair from her brow.
'Diamond Duo forever.' Monica whispered as she drifted off into normal sleep whilst Diane sighed in relief watching her peaceful soul sister returned to her.
Dependency, Separate we never will be, Attached at the hip to me, Attached at the tip to me, attached at the hip to me. A part of my anatomy.
CKY, Attached At The Hip.
She crouched by the bedside, holding her unresponsive hand. She rested her head on the form in the bed, her black hair falling down and hiding her face. The person in the bed lay unaware of her sobs, the girl's chest wracked with anguish as her closest friend lay comatose.
'Diane?' a soft voice called, making her lift her head from the bed, her eyes red from crying.
Jack looked down into her pain filled eyes, his own filled with deep sadness, for although he didn't always see eye to eye with Diane or Monica, the two girls who made up the Diamond Duo, they were still like sisters to him due to the CC Club and he couldn't bare to see them like this.
'Jack? Why are you here?' Diane asked softly not moving from her vigil.
'I came to see how Monica was doing. If I'm disturbing you I'll go.' He replied starting to turn to leave.
'No. Stay, please?' Diane whispered needing to have someone with her to break this silence she wasn't used to.
'Alright.' Jack said softly and pulled up a chair next to her, unsure whether to physically console her.
They sat in silence for a moment until Diane pleaded 'Say something.' She couldn't bear the silence anymore, she wasn't used to it. She had always had Monica to talk to her whether she needed it or not. Now with her like this she had no-one, no voice that could soothe, the other half of her being was torn from her. A friend so close they were perceived as twins.
'What can I say?' Jack said softly. 'Whatever I say will sound clichéd or insincere so I won't say it.' He told her.
'Tell me what you feel.' Diane asked of him.
Jack sighed softly 'Not as much as you're feeling. I feel sadness, hurt and anger, all you'd expect when you see a comrade and close friend seriously injured.' He replied still unable to cross this barrier of vocal consolation.
'I see. You are right though. I feel so much more I can't describe this pit I've been thrust into. The voices of pain, rage, despair and blame torment me and it's only been one day.' She revealed.
'Why do you blame yourself? There was nothing you could do about that guy. He fought like a demon! He took out eight people before he left, two of which were A class SeeDs!' Jack told her.
'I wasn't there. I left her for a moment and she was taken away from me.' She said softly, gripping Monica's hand tighter.
'And if you was there you would've been cut down too. But if you really blame yourself that much maybe you should go see Commander Squall.' Jack said sharply hoping to pull her out of the pit of self-loathing.
'Squall? Why?' Diane asked surprised.
Unnoticed by either of them Monica's lips moved slightly trying to mouth some word.
'Well I don't know if he would talk about it but he did lose Rinoa a while a go didn't he.' Jack elaborated.
'I see...' Diane murmured.
'So much for Seifer.' She said bitterly.
'How so?' he asked confused by the turn of topic.
'Well he always prided himself on being the best yet he just stood there. He even told us to back off that guy.' Diane said anger rising.
'He was unarmed and he gave the right order, none of us was that guy's match.' Jack said feeling strange for protecting Seifer.
'Hah.' She muttered brushing Jack's opinion aside not caring for excuses.
'Do we know anything about him yet?' she demanded.
'Besides his fighting ability and that he really hates Seifer, no.' Jack told her bluntly.
'I'll kill him.' Diane snarled clenching her free hand into a fist.
'Do you have a death wish? Dying won't help Monica!' Jack yelled at her.
'And what am I supposed to do? Mope around praying she awakes rather than get the son of a bitch that did this to her?' she snapped back, glaring at him.
'No, but there's other ways. Leave it to Squall.' Jack replied, his eyes watering from the intensity of her stare.
Diane stood up letting go of Monica's hand standing over Jack in fury. '"Leave it to Squall", "Leave it to Squall"! Is that all you can do? What's the matter Jack? Lost your balls from playing too much cards?' she yelled venting her anger on him.
Jack sat in silence taking the insults knowing that it wasn't really him she was angry at.
Because of this silence they were able to hear a soft voice say 'We miss Squall.'
Diane's eyes widened as she spun round to look at Monica whilst Jack's lips twitched into a smile as he remembered his line.
'What are you bitches babbling about?' he said softly.
'Say superior bitches!' Monica replied her eyes still closed.
Diane knelt by her side once more, gripping her hand. 'Mon? Are you okay?' she asked frantically, still in shock.
'Can't feel my hand...' she murmured.
Diane looked down and saw how tightly Monica's hand was held in hers and released her grip. 'Sorry.' She giggled nervously.
'I'll go get Kadowaki.' Jack said and rushed out the cubicle.
'Can you open your eyes?' Diane asked.
'Probably, but I have a splitting headache... what hit me?' she mumbled, strangely at peace, as if Diane's presence was calming.
In Diane though all hell had broken loose, the mix of emotions, hormones and release of tension was playing havoc with her heart, its beat so fast it was a purr, while in her mind she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
'Don't you remember anything?' Diane asked anxiously.
'I remember a guy with a black gunblade, he would've been cute if he wasn't a homicidal maniac.' Monica said quietly with a faint grin.
'You're mad!' Diane said laughing and threw herself over her. 'I thought I'd lost you.' She whispered.
'Well now you found me... although what would I have done if you had gone...' Monica said softly, an arm twitching around Diane's back in a hug.
'You heard me huh?' Diane asked her head still resting on Monica's shoulder.
'I may have been comatose but I wasn't deaf.' She laughed dryly.
'I'm sorry...' Diane whispered trying to hold back tears. 'It's okay. I'm here now.' Monica said shushing softly. 'Although he can be annoying, jack does have his heart in the right place. You should listen to him.' She told her.
'Don't tell me you're developing a crush on him!' Diane teased.
'I wouldn't go that far!' Monica retorted.
Diane pulled away and brushed Monica's hair from her brow.
'Diamond Duo forever.' Monica whispered as she drifted off into normal sleep whilst Diane sighed in relief watching her peaceful soul sister returned to her.