Little
things change so much Part 87:
No
tomorrow
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AN:
Peanut,
peanut, peanut. shakes head I see you didn't read my story too
good. Jason is dead already loooooooooooooooooooong. Grams killed him
right away. But maybe I get him later on back as demon, then I will
naturally do you the favour and let Andy vanquish him ;) oh and, Andy
knows about Jason. Julia and Penny still talk. I'd like to talk to
you about some of my ideas though. If you are up
to that, just write me an e-mail.
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After
Prue stormed outside she went up to the car, the mechanics lend her.
After the accident, Prue wasn't allowed to go with the ambulance,
as the police still wanted to talk to her. Afterwards the people who
got her broken car, where there already as well. They told her it
wasn't that bad and wouldn't take long to repair. They also told
Prue she could have a car from them, till the broken was repaired.
Prue agreed and went with them to their workshop, got the car and
then finally she drove to the hospital and told the nurse to call the
manor.
So Prue got into her car. She was already crying all over
again, but she anyway started it up. She drove randomly around the
city. Nowhere to go. She just starred outside and thought about
everything.
"I make everything worse"
she told
herself, as she had to stop at a red light and just looked ahead,
finding a big bridge kind of right in front of her. She just starred
at it and then suddenly the words of the song, playing on radio, were
like an order to her.
/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/
All
around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out
faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going
nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their
glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I want
to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
chorus
And
I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in
which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/-/
THE
DREAMS IN WHICH I'M DYING ARE THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD NO
TOMORROW, NO TOMORROW
"No tomorrow?"
Prue asked silently,
starring at the bridge, as if the song and the bridge belonged
together. The honks of other cars around her got her out of her
thoughts and she stepped again onto the gas, but not driving the
actual way she wanted, but into the direction of the bridge. Prue
parked the car and got out. She wandered onto the bridge to the
middle of it. Silently she starred down at the cars, which passed her
way. She stood still, but the world moved on
'Andy...'
Prue
thought painfully, as Andy told her, the world wouldn't stop spinning
just because she wanted to.
"No tomorrow"
Prue said as she
stills tarred down to the street she was on just a few minutes ago.
She closed her eyes tightly as tears started to leave her eyes again
and went, burning like fire, down her cheeks. Prue broke down.... She
leaned against the banister of the bridge and pulled her legs up.
Making herself as small as she could. Protecting herself. Making
herself little, as she felt little. She tried shielding everything
else out. And everything else was gone. It was only her and the
bridge. No one else. She was alone.
'Love's just a curse
and I won't curse anyone anymore.'