Catching Insanity 2/?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cute Boy God/Joan (the blasphemy!) With small hints of Joan/Adam, and Adam/Iris
Summary: God asks Joan to lie to Adam for his own good. Will she? And if she does can she live with the confusion that follows?
Authors Note: This fic is going to be about Joan's evolving feelings for God and the ensuing insanity this causes our poor heroine. If this squicks anyone read no further. Thank you kindly.
A Heartbreaking Answer
"Do you love me?" Adam asked again, looking hopefully at Joan who stood still and quiet.
"Of course I…" She began to answer only to remember what God told her earlier that afternoon. 'If you care about Adam you must tell him no.'
"Jane?"
"I care about you a lot, Adam… I even love you, but if you're asking me if I am in love with you, well…" Joan began stumbling over her words, not knowing how to answer when Adam was looking at her with so much love in his eyes. Strangely enough it was the way he was looking at her that gave her the strength to answer him at all. "No I'm not. I'm sorry."
She stood in front of him staring at the ground, her shoulders hunched and her nails digging into her palms in an effort not to reach out to Adam. He was looking at her with such anger and devastation that she wanted to take back her words, but instead stayed quiet.
"You're sorry?" Adam questioned incredulously his voice laced with anger, so much so that Joan snapped her head up from staring at the ground in astonishment. He had never spoken to her in such a tone, not even when she had wrecked his sculpture. "What exactly are you sorry about, Joan? Leading me on? Being rude to Iris? What?"
"I didn't lead you on, Adam." She stuttered softly, feeling so emotionally wrought that she could barely follow the sudden path of the conversation.
"No? What was all those looks and touches about then, Joan? You didn't exactly push me away. You told me you weren't ready to couple and I respected that. But when I find a new girl you are nothing but mean and spiteful to her."
"I wasn't mean… Her voice just bothers me, like I said." Joan answered sharply, getting upset herself. "And who are you to tell me that I've led you on, Adam. You have a girlfriend, and I'm being supportive, even though I don't like her. For you."
"You're jealous of her. Which come to think of it, I don't understand. If you never wanted me then why can't I be happy with someone else? I didn't think you were so selfish, yo."
"I did want you!" Joan exclaimed in exasperation, glaring at Adam and his attitude. She didn't want him to think she was just playing around with his feelings for her.
"Well then what happened?" Adam asked quietly, clearly hoping Joan could explain things to him.
"Um…" Her mind went totally blank, as she looked passed Adam only to see Cute Boy God coming up the street from the opposite direction. 'Oh what the hell. It's his fault anyway.' "There's someone else."
"Have we met?"
"Not exactly… Remember the party at my house a few months ago?" She asked waiting for Adam to nod yes. "Well there was a guy there that-"
"The guy you danced with!" Adam exclaimed. "This has been going on that long? I can't believe you Joan."
"Damn it Adam. Calm down and let me explain." Joan hissed in anger, trying to salvage what she could of their friendship. "We've been friends for a while. Only friends. We just started dating last week. It wasn't planned or anything it just happened. He makes me happy, and since you've been with Iris, I felt it was time that I move on."
This explanation only seemed to bewilder Adam more. He looked at Joan in disbelief wondering when all of this happened, considering he'd been with her most of the time over the last few weeks. Except when he was with iris of course.
"When were you planning on telling me about this guy?"
"We were going to tell you on Saturday. Joan was planning on inviting me to go, and she'd introduce us all there." A masculine voice interrupted their argument.
"G-er…Gideon, what are you doing here?" Joan asked clearly annoyed at his presence.
"Just wanted to see you, love." God answered, his eyes twinkling in amusement as he watched her glare back at him in exasperation, gently placing an arm around her waist. Before turning back to Adam and sticking out his other hand. "And you must be Adam Rove. I've heard a lot about you. It's nice to finally meet you and be able to put a face to the stories."
"Gideon." Adam answered impassively. "I'm sure I'll see you on Saturday then. Joan, I'll talk to you at school tomorrow. Bye yo."
"Bye Adam, I'll see you tomorrow." Joan answered softly. Staring at Adam as he walked away in the rain.
As soon as Adam was out of view Joan moved out of God's arms, glaring at him in fury, trying desperately not to let her watering eyes tear up.
"God!" She yelled in anger.
"Yes?" He answered, raising an eyebrow innocently in question.
"Argg! Just leave me alone." She screamed before stalking inside and closing the door in his amused face.
She continued striding into the kitchen where she took out her anger and frustration on the poor carrots, chopping them noisily with a large butcher knife. All the while tears poured silently down her face and on to the vegetables.
"Adam." She cried brokenly as she chopped.
"He will be better off because of this. I promise you." God spoke softly across from her, leaning on the sink.
"You!" Joan hissed, throwing a handful of carrots at God. She watched in shock as they hit him in the chest and rolled on the floor.
"Feeling better?" He asked with a gentle smile on his face.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Cute Boy God/Joan (the blasphemy!) With small hints of Joan/Adam, and Adam/Iris
Summary: God asks Joan to lie to Adam for his own good. Will she? And if she does can she live with the confusion that follows?
Authors Note: This fic is going to be about Joan's evolving feelings for God and the ensuing insanity this causes our poor heroine. If this squicks anyone read no further. Thank you kindly.
A Heartbreaking Answer
"Do you love me?" Adam asked again, looking hopefully at Joan who stood still and quiet.
"Of course I…" She began to answer only to remember what God told her earlier that afternoon. 'If you care about Adam you must tell him no.'
"Jane?"
"I care about you a lot, Adam… I even love you, but if you're asking me if I am in love with you, well…" Joan began stumbling over her words, not knowing how to answer when Adam was looking at her with so much love in his eyes. Strangely enough it was the way he was looking at her that gave her the strength to answer him at all. "No I'm not. I'm sorry."
She stood in front of him staring at the ground, her shoulders hunched and her nails digging into her palms in an effort not to reach out to Adam. He was looking at her with such anger and devastation that she wanted to take back her words, but instead stayed quiet.
"You're sorry?" Adam questioned incredulously his voice laced with anger, so much so that Joan snapped her head up from staring at the ground in astonishment. He had never spoken to her in such a tone, not even when she had wrecked his sculpture. "What exactly are you sorry about, Joan? Leading me on? Being rude to Iris? What?"
"I didn't lead you on, Adam." She stuttered softly, feeling so emotionally wrought that she could barely follow the sudden path of the conversation.
"No? What was all those looks and touches about then, Joan? You didn't exactly push me away. You told me you weren't ready to couple and I respected that. But when I find a new girl you are nothing but mean and spiteful to her."
"I wasn't mean… Her voice just bothers me, like I said." Joan answered sharply, getting upset herself. "And who are you to tell me that I've led you on, Adam. You have a girlfriend, and I'm being supportive, even though I don't like her. For you."
"You're jealous of her. Which come to think of it, I don't understand. If you never wanted me then why can't I be happy with someone else? I didn't think you were so selfish, yo."
"I did want you!" Joan exclaimed in exasperation, glaring at Adam and his attitude. She didn't want him to think she was just playing around with his feelings for her.
"Well then what happened?" Adam asked quietly, clearly hoping Joan could explain things to him.
"Um…" Her mind went totally blank, as she looked passed Adam only to see Cute Boy God coming up the street from the opposite direction. 'Oh what the hell. It's his fault anyway.' "There's someone else."
"Have we met?"
"Not exactly… Remember the party at my house a few months ago?" She asked waiting for Adam to nod yes. "Well there was a guy there that-"
"The guy you danced with!" Adam exclaimed. "This has been going on that long? I can't believe you Joan."
"Damn it Adam. Calm down and let me explain." Joan hissed in anger, trying to salvage what she could of their friendship. "We've been friends for a while. Only friends. We just started dating last week. It wasn't planned or anything it just happened. He makes me happy, and since you've been with Iris, I felt it was time that I move on."
This explanation only seemed to bewilder Adam more. He looked at Joan in disbelief wondering when all of this happened, considering he'd been with her most of the time over the last few weeks. Except when he was with iris of course.
"When were you planning on telling me about this guy?"
"We were going to tell you on Saturday. Joan was planning on inviting me to go, and she'd introduce us all there." A masculine voice interrupted their argument.
"G-er…Gideon, what are you doing here?" Joan asked clearly annoyed at his presence.
"Just wanted to see you, love." God answered, his eyes twinkling in amusement as he watched her glare back at him in exasperation, gently placing an arm around her waist. Before turning back to Adam and sticking out his other hand. "And you must be Adam Rove. I've heard a lot about you. It's nice to finally meet you and be able to put a face to the stories."
"Gideon." Adam answered impassively. "I'm sure I'll see you on Saturday then. Joan, I'll talk to you at school tomorrow. Bye yo."
"Bye Adam, I'll see you tomorrow." Joan answered softly. Staring at Adam as he walked away in the rain.
As soon as Adam was out of view Joan moved out of God's arms, glaring at him in fury, trying desperately not to let her watering eyes tear up.
"God!" She yelled in anger.
"Yes?" He answered, raising an eyebrow innocently in question.
"Argg! Just leave me alone." She screamed before stalking inside and closing the door in his amused face.
She continued striding into the kitchen where she took out her anger and frustration on the poor carrots, chopping them noisily with a large butcher knife. All the while tears poured silently down her face and on to the vegetables.
"Adam." She cried brokenly as she chopped.
"He will be better off because of this. I promise you." God spoke softly across from her, leaning on the sink.
"You!" Joan hissed, throwing a handful of carrots at God. She watched in shock as they hit him in the chest and rolled on the floor.
"Feeling better?" He asked with a gentle smile on his face.