Chapter three
After her little chat with Dixon, Sydney went home and did the first thing that came to her mind, she poured out a drink then another. She drank three glasses before she stopped and lied on the couch, needing to escape from everything for the rest of the day but not only for the day she wanted to do it for a long moment, mainly since Kendall had told her where she was this two years. Sometimes she just wish to disappear from the face of the earth or to go somewhere else to built a new life with everything that goes with it. At least like that her life wouldn't be such a hell. No one would be there to remind her to her past, unfortunately as much as she wanted to do that, she knew that she couldn't, her friends if she had any and her family wouldn't let her do that. 'Look at how miserable I'm' she thought as she she was lying on a couch, in an appartement that was supposed to be hers, that was cold without warn just like her. Feeling the need to forget what kind of life she was living she got up from the couch and went to the bathroom where her pills were, she took two pills and returned in the living room hoping to have a quiet sleep without nightmares like usually. She was in a deep sleep when she heard someone calling her and shaking her, but Sydney didn't want to wake up not ready to confront the reality. She wanted to stay in her imaginary world where nothing could hurt her and where all the people she loved were happy and fine. But the person who was trying to wake her wasn't going to give up soon. Finally after twenty minutes she opened her eyes only to close them immediatly. She groaned and rolled to the other side of the couch.
"Sydney, wake up." Weiss said.
"Leave me alone, I want to sleep."
"No you've been sleeping for three hours, it's time to open your beautiful eyes."
"I don't want to, please just leave me alone." she muttered.
"What's wrong with you today?"
"Nothing, I'm just really tired."
"Maybe but at least come to eat something with me, because I know that you haven't eaten all day."
"I'm not hungry, now please go home." she said as she put one of the cushions on her head. Weiss sighed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner because even if she had told him that she wasn't hungry she was going to eat something. She hasn't swallowed a thing for days, and she was really tired, but not only from the lack of sleep but also by all the things she had been through these last few weeks. He didn't exactly knew what happened to her and Vaughn in North Korea or between her and Kendall but he knew that it had hurt her, pretty bad. Indeed this is after his come back that she began to act oddly, mainly when she was around Vaughn. It was like she didn't knew what to say or what to do when she was in his presence, and Vaughn acting like a jerk didn't help. Weiss loved Sydney like the little sister he never had and that's for the reason that he was trying to do everything to help her, to protect her from getting hurt even if it meant yelling at his best friend for acting like an idiot. He was trying to make her happy or even laugh but it seemed impossible. But these last weeks she was feeling more and more depressed, and he could see it by the fact that suddenly she began to smoke, First it was only a cigarette then a pack per day, then she took pills, sleeping pills because of her sleep troubles and a few days later pain killers for her right side. But what worried him most was the fact that she was drinking more, a lot more then she used to and he couldn't do anything to help her because she was the great Sydney Bristow, the queen of compartalizing her feeelings and emotions, but one day everything was going to explode and he didn't want to witness it. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear Sydney when she walked in.
"I told you that I didn't want to eat." she said as she took a beer.
"Yes I know but you need to eat something, you haven't had a good meal for days and it's not good for your body."
"Thanks doctor but I said no, so don't try to change my mind." she said a little angry.
"Okay, but at least eat something."
"Yes daddy." she said with a smile.
"Okay but it's not with pills and alcohol that you will survive."
TBC ....
Please tell me if you love or hate it.
After her little chat with Dixon, Sydney went home and did the first thing that came to her mind, she poured out a drink then another. She drank three glasses before she stopped and lied on the couch, needing to escape from everything for the rest of the day but not only for the day she wanted to do it for a long moment, mainly since Kendall had told her where she was this two years. Sometimes she just wish to disappear from the face of the earth or to go somewhere else to built a new life with everything that goes with it. At least like that her life wouldn't be such a hell. No one would be there to remind her to her past, unfortunately as much as she wanted to do that, she knew that she couldn't, her friends if she had any and her family wouldn't let her do that. 'Look at how miserable I'm' she thought as she she was lying on a couch, in an appartement that was supposed to be hers, that was cold without warn just like her. Feeling the need to forget what kind of life she was living she got up from the couch and went to the bathroom where her pills were, she took two pills and returned in the living room hoping to have a quiet sleep without nightmares like usually. She was in a deep sleep when she heard someone calling her and shaking her, but Sydney didn't want to wake up not ready to confront the reality. She wanted to stay in her imaginary world where nothing could hurt her and where all the people she loved were happy and fine. But the person who was trying to wake her wasn't going to give up soon. Finally after twenty minutes she opened her eyes only to close them immediatly. She groaned and rolled to the other side of the couch.
"Sydney, wake up." Weiss said.
"Leave me alone, I want to sleep."
"No you've been sleeping for three hours, it's time to open your beautiful eyes."
"I don't want to, please just leave me alone." she muttered.
"What's wrong with you today?"
"Nothing, I'm just really tired."
"Maybe but at least come to eat something with me, because I know that you haven't eaten all day."
"I'm not hungry, now please go home." she said as she put one of the cushions on her head. Weiss sighed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner because even if she had told him that she wasn't hungry she was going to eat something. She hasn't swallowed a thing for days, and she was really tired, but not only from the lack of sleep but also by all the things she had been through these last few weeks. He didn't exactly knew what happened to her and Vaughn in North Korea or between her and Kendall but he knew that it had hurt her, pretty bad. Indeed this is after his come back that she began to act oddly, mainly when she was around Vaughn. It was like she didn't knew what to say or what to do when she was in his presence, and Vaughn acting like a jerk didn't help. Weiss loved Sydney like the little sister he never had and that's for the reason that he was trying to do everything to help her, to protect her from getting hurt even if it meant yelling at his best friend for acting like an idiot. He was trying to make her happy or even laugh but it seemed impossible. But these last weeks she was feeling more and more depressed, and he could see it by the fact that suddenly she began to smoke, First it was only a cigarette then a pack per day, then she took pills, sleeping pills because of her sleep troubles and a few days later pain killers for her right side. But what worried him most was the fact that she was drinking more, a lot more then she used to and he couldn't do anything to help her because she was the great Sydney Bristow, the queen of compartalizing her feeelings and emotions, but one day everything was going to explode and he didn't want to witness it. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear Sydney when she walked in.
"I told you that I didn't want to eat." she said as she took a beer.
"Yes I know but you need to eat something, you haven't had a good meal for days and it's not good for your body."
"Thanks doctor but I said no, so don't try to change my mind." she said a little angry.
"Okay, but at least eat something."
"Yes daddy." she said with a smile.
"Okay but it's not with pills and alcohol that you will survive."
TBC ....
Please tell me if you love or hate it.