Hey I'm back again with another depressing chapter of "we need each
other"
*Reads reviews* thanks to "a Christian loser" yeah I'm wondering
myself^_^;
Really sorry it took me so long, I had all this chappie written then i
changed my mind about some of the parts so i re-wrote them, plus I'm
working on two separate fics right now so it'll be a little slow... BUT I
HAVENT FORGOTTEN YOU!!
Blackarrow92 thanks, Mudshipping? Valeshipping? I've heard of it, I think It's some sort of pairings code, I don't know much about it other then that though, I'm not quite sure yet though as far as pairings go, I'm planning on making it an I/M but who knows how it'll turn out?
To Liz, I have no idea what a mudsdhip or a valeship is, but in answer to your question its an Isaac/Mia, and I might add something else...might... and I'm glad u enjoyed it^_^
And Beans, thanks 4 the review, always appreciated! I'm glad u like it and hope u enjoy this chapter too!
And Queendragongodess, thanks I'm glad u liked it. Yeah Mia is indeed a cool character ^_^ heh it took me while to think them all up, but hopefully it will all be worth it,
And now on to the next chapter!
~*~
Mia was walking down the hallway. Today was the day. The "first day of the rest of her life" she came to a large oak door. This was the one. She took a deep breath and walked in.
The room was practically blank. There was a circle of chairs in which various people where sitting, one of them seeming to be older then the rest, Mia guessed this was the therapist. He was a middle-aged man, with a round friendly face and black hair.
"Aah, you must be the last. Welcome, come and sit down." His voice matched his face; kind patient and friendly. She anxiously walked over to them and found a seat next to an angry looking young girl with red auburn hair.
"Now that we are all here," the man spoke smiling around at all of them, " we can begin. My name is Adrian Hammet. (Well I wasn't sure if Hammet was his first name or not0_0; so I just invented one) I want each of you in turn to tell us your name and a bit about yourself, we'll start with you"
He turned his smiling face to the angry young girl sitting next to her, the girl; she glared at the man before standing up.
"My name," it sounded as if somebody was forcing the words out of her, " is Jenna, my ma was a drug addict so I ended up being an addict too, my Dad was a jailbird convicted for murder, my brother ran away when I was six"
Jenna all but threw herself back into her seat and glared fiercely at anyone who thought it wise to look in her direction.
Mia supposed it was her turn, so she stood up.
"My name is Mia... My family all died a few years ago, I'm here because I suffer from serious bouts of depression" Mia wasn't sure what to say next, so she sat down.
The next to stand was a short blonde boy with large violet eyes that seemed to be fixed on his feet.
"My name is Ivan" he mumbled "my mother died of cancer when I was three, my father..." he hesitated at the word "father" it was obvious he was still terrified of him, "my father was... violent..." he finished his sentence in a rush and sat down refusing to look at anyone.
Next was a tall youth with red hair and a nervous smile. His name was Garet. He had run away from an orphanage when he was twelve, although, she didn't blame him. It sounded like an awful place. After him came a bouncy short blonde haired girl by the name of "Sheba" whose family had abandoned her a few weeks after a fatal car accident. Why exactly she was abandoned she didn't know, but as soon as she said it she frowned, sat down and began to mutter something about "problems" and " those awfull people in the suits".
The last was a tall boy by the name of Isaac. Isaac appeared to be perfectly normal, although it made her uneasy how casual he was when explaining that his family had been killed in a terrorist attack, almost as if it hardly mattered to him anymore.
As if nothing mattered anymore.
Mia shivered inwardly, and realised he was staring at her. Mia blinked in surprise, how long had she been staring? He didn't seem to mind, or care, he merely smiled politely and shifted his gaze absently to Adrian Hammet. Not actually seeing him, or hearing for that matter. It made Mia wonder.
~*~
Jenna was in her room again, lying on her bed staring at the ceiling.
- That seems to be all you can do around here - she thought grumpily, this stupid place. If her previous life hadn't been enough to kill her, the sheer boredom of this place would.
She thought about how the first meeting had been. She had known from the second she laid eyes on that therapist, that she disliked him. He was too friendly, that smiling face seemed to patronise her, and she hated it. She hated everything.
She jumped up suddenly deciding to go for a walk. "I'm not going to just LIE here doing nothing for the rest of the day," she said to herself angrily. Surely there had to be something else to do.
She looked down the hall. So many doors, she wondered what kind of people, what kind of problems were hidden behind them. She started walking down one direction, hoping it would take her somewhere. ~*~
Mia didn't return to her room once it was over.
-What else is there to do? -
She wondered, surely they weren't expected to just stay in their rooms all day. She walked down the hall; She didn't want to go back in there, only to be reminded of her mother, sister and brother. All in their deathbeds...
She stopped, just thinking about them suddenly made her want to cry. It was foolish, but she couldn't help it, the memories... It hurt thinking about them all
- Oh Megan, Alex, Mother, why? Why didn't I die too? -
Mia leaned against the wall and her face in her hands; tears pouring down her face now.
- It's not fair! I should have died instead! Why am I still here?!?! I don't want to be here! -
~*~
Isaac was staring blankly at the ceiling. He spent most of his time in his room. There wasn't much point in walking around this place; at least in here he could be alone.
Through the silence he heard a faint sound, a frail, anguished sbbing noise, somewhere outside his door. He wondered who it was, he didnt move though, it didnt matter to him who they were, or why they were there. He remained motionless, continuing to do nothing. Waiting patiently for sleep, or for his body to acknowledge that he needed food, whichever came first.
~*~
Garet sat quietly in the "patients lounge" it was a large room where the resident patients of the refuge could go to spend their free time. It was a nice looking place, there were couches surrounding a coffee table, a television up the other end of the room, where there were some more couches, a bookshelf for anyone who wanted to read, and various other leisurely things for people to do.
Garet was reading. He liked to read, it was a book called "the wheel of time" by Robert Jordan. (A Really good fantasy series which I highly recommend to ANYONE who likes to read^_^) Garet rarely spoke to anyone, mainly because he didn't trust anyone. That was something he had learned living on the streets. It was a tough way to live, but hey, life was tough. Somebody came bounding into the lounge, it was that girl Sheba. She took one look around the place and grinned to herself, she pranced joyously to the book shelf and began to search through it mumbling to herself " it has to be here somehwhere... saw it yesturday..." suddenly she made a sqeaky yelp of joy and pulled a large, thick looking book titled "the Taimar Triad" ( another great book series, much darker but totaly awsome read^^) she took a seat on a big, puffy red couch and began to read. Garet went silently back to his own book.
~*~
" AARGH!!! these bloody Hallways!!" Jenna all but screamed, she had been wandering aimlessly through the building for a bit less then an hour now, she didnt want to remain in her room, - I suppose they expect me to stay there untill I rot of boredom or something - She thought vehemenently. She thought she had passed somebody before, but she had been too concerned with where she was going to tell.
Finally she leaned against the wal for a rest. " Damn this place!!!" she muttered under her breath. She didnt want to be here, but she didnt exactly have a choice.
" Bloody Refuge being so bloody big, bloody social workers, think they know everything, Bloody Felix for getting me into this BLOODY MESS!" the last two words came out as a shout. She hated him! she hated him for leaving her when she had needed him, for getting her mixed up with those evil social workers. It was all his fault.
- If i ever see that BLOODY wretch then ill... - Without realising she had started walking again.
~*~
Mia was dizzy, she didnt know how long she had been here for, or how long she had been crying for. Her hands were wraped tightly around herself, eyes still closed tightly, she feared if she opened them again the tears would come back.
- Your such a fool girl- she though disparingly, - You cant even controll your own emotions properly, its no wonder you've ended up here- She drew herself in even further.
Suddenly she heard somebody approaching, she would have run, back to her room where nobody would have to see her. But she couldent bring herself to move, and she was incredibally tired, not to mention the dizziness that prevented her from thinking too clearly.
" Miss, are you alright?" she heard a soft voice inquire, a soft hand touched her shoulder gently. She opened her eyes, her vision was a little fuzzy from the tears, but she could still see well enough and what she saw shocked her so bad she very nealry collapsed.
The man looked remarkably like Alex would have now. He was tall and rather masculine, had long blue hair and deep greeny blue eyes, but his voice...
She realised how she must have looked and hastily rubbed her already sore eyes.
" i'm..." she couldn't bring herself to say "fine" partly because she knew she wasnt, and partly because her throat ached.
" what are you doing up so late? should you not be asleep like everyone else?" he looked very concerned, which truck Mia as strange, she harldy even knew him. Although it felt as though she had met him before...
It hit her that it really was late, she looked around the dark halls - How long have i been here for?!?!- forcing her voice to work, she spoke.
" i was... I couldent..sleep... So I.. decided to go for a walk" He seemed to accept that, even though it didnt explain why she had been crying. She suspected he knew that too, from the troubled look in his eyes, but he bothered her no further.
" Why are you up so late?" she asked him. He gave her a knowing smile as he helped her from her place leaning against the wall.
" Oh I like to take midnight walks myself, that way i don't get disturbed by the.. Other people who live here..."
They talked as they continued down the hall, Mia realised she no longer felt that despairing pain inside her, it was oddly comforting being around this man. She felt... Safe.
Eventually they came to her door. She felt tired again, she needed sleep.
" well, thank you...uh..." Mia realised she still didn't knew his name.
" My name is Picard" he told her as she opened her door.
"thank you Picard, It was nice being in your company" he smiled at her again - Why do i get that funny feeling whenever he smiles like that?-
" It was a pleasure meeting you to miss..."
" Mia"
" Mia, I hope we get the chance to talk again "
With that he strode away. Mia watched him disappear into the dark hall before closing her door and collapsing onto her bed.
She fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
~*~
Lol I know, u r all thinking this'll be a Mia/Picard now... we shall see ne?
There was no Ivan in this one, but don't worry, he'll be in the next...
It seems I have changed my mind, its just too fun doing each and every perspective ehehe^_^
And just so u know, i have never Played lost age, I have no idea who Picard is, i only knew him from the numerous ficcies i have read... I been wanting to se him in one of my stories 4 a while, but if i mess up his character now u knew why0_0
sorry if this story aint that good.. Its my first drama fic.. Me used to humour... Perhaps eventually ill get better...
Well Cya! DONT foRGET T REVIWWW!!
other"
*Reads reviews* thanks to "a Christian loser" yeah I'm wondering
myself^_^;
Really sorry it took me so long, I had all this chappie written then i
changed my mind about some of the parts so i re-wrote them, plus I'm
working on two separate fics right now so it'll be a little slow... BUT I
HAVENT FORGOTTEN YOU!!
Blackarrow92 thanks, Mudshipping? Valeshipping? I've heard of it, I think It's some sort of pairings code, I don't know much about it other then that though, I'm not quite sure yet though as far as pairings go, I'm planning on making it an I/M but who knows how it'll turn out?
To Liz, I have no idea what a mudsdhip or a valeship is, but in answer to your question its an Isaac/Mia, and I might add something else...might... and I'm glad u enjoyed it^_^
And Beans, thanks 4 the review, always appreciated! I'm glad u like it and hope u enjoy this chapter too!
And Queendragongodess, thanks I'm glad u liked it. Yeah Mia is indeed a cool character ^_^ heh it took me while to think them all up, but hopefully it will all be worth it,
And now on to the next chapter!
~*~
Mia was walking down the hallway. Today was the day. The "first day of the rest of her life" she came to a large oak door. This was the one. She took a deep breath and walked in.
The room was practically blank. There was a circle of chairs in which various people where sitting, one of them seeming to be older then the rest, Mia guessed this was the therapist. He was a middle-aged man, with a round friendly face and black hair.
"Aah, you must be the last. Welcome, come and sit down." His voice matched his face; kind patient and friendly. She anxiously walked over to them and found a seat next to an angry looking young girl with red auburn hair.
"Now that we are all here," the man spoke smiling around at all of them, " we can begin. My name is Adrian Hammet. (Well I wasn't sure if Hammet was his first name or not0_0; so I just invented one) I want each of you in turn to tell us your name and a bit about yourself, we'll start with you"
He turned his smiling face to the angry young girl sitting next to her, the girl; she glared at the man before standing up.
"My name," it sounded as if somebody was forcing the words out of her, " is Jenna, my ma was a drug addict so I ended up being an addict too, my Dad was a jailbird convicted for murder, my brother ran away when I was six"
Jenna all but threw herself back into her seat and glared fiercely at anyone who thought it wise to look in her direction.
Mia supposed it was her turn, so she stood up.
"My name is Mia... My family all died a few years ago, I'm here because I suffer from serious bouts of depression" Mia wasn't sure what to say next, so she sat down.
The next to stand was a short blonde boy with large violet eyes that seemed to be fixed on his feet.
"My name is Ivan" he mumbled "my mother died of cancer when I was three, my father..." he hesitated at the word "father" it was obvious he was still terrified of him, "my father was... violent..." he finished his sentence in a rush and sat down refusing to look at anyone.
Next was a tall youth with red hair and a nervous smile. His name was Garet. He had run away from an orphanage when he was twelve, although, she didn't blame him. It sounded like an awful place. After him came a bouncy short blonde haired girl by the name of "Sheba" whose family had abandoned her a few weeks after a fatal car accident. Why exactly she was abandoned she didn't know, but as soon as she said it she frowned, sat down and began to mutter something about "problems" and " those awfull people in the suits".
The last was a tall boy by the name of Isaac. Isaac appeared to be perfectly normal, although it made her uneasy how casual he was when explaining that his family had been killed in a terrorist attack, almost as if it hardly mattered to him anymore.
As if nothing mattered anymore.
Mia shivered inwardly, and realised he was staring at her. Mia blinked in surprise, how long had she been staring? He didn't seem to mind, or care, he merely smiled politely and shifted his gaze absently to Adrian Hammet. Not actually seeing him, or hearing for that matter. It made Mia wonder.
~*~
Jenna was in her room again, lying on her bed staring at the ceiling.
- That seems to be all you can do around here - she thought grumpily, this stupid place. If her previous life hadn't been enough to kill her, the sheer boredom of this place would.
She thought about how the first meeting had been. She had known from the second she laid eyes on that therapist, that she disliked him. He was too friendly, that smiling face seemed to patronise her, and she hated it. She hated everything.
She jumped up suddenly deciding to go for a walk. "I'm not going to just LIE here doing nothing for the rest of the day," she said to herself angrily. Surely there had to be something else to do.
She looked down the hall. So many doors, she wondered what kind of people, what kind of problems were hidden behind them. She started walking down one direction, hoping it would take her somewhere. ~*~
Mia didn't return to her room once it was over.
-What else is there to do? -
She wondered, surely they weren't expected to just stay in their rooms all day. She walked down the hall; She didn't want to go back in there, only to be reminded of her mother, sister and brother. All in their deathbeds...
She stopped, just thinking about them suddenly made her want to cry. It was foolish, but she couldn't help it, the memories... It hurt thinking about them all
- Oh Megan, Alex, Mother, why? Why didn't I die too? -
Mia leaned against the wall and her face in her hands; tears pouring down her face now.
- It's not fair! I should have died instead! Why am I still here?!?! I don't want to be here! -
~*~
Isaac was staring blankly at the ceiling. He spent most of his time in his room. There wasn't much point in walking around this place; at least in here he could be alone.
Through the silence he heard a faint sound, a frail, anguished sbbing noise, somewhere outside his door. He wondered who it was, he didnt move though, it didnt matter to him who they were, or why they were there. He remained motionless, continuing to do nothing. Waiting patiently for sleep, or for his body to acknowledge that he needed food, whichever came first.
~*~
Garet sat quietly in the "patients lounge" it was a large room where the resident patients of the refuge could go to spend their free time. It was a nice looking place, there were couches surrounding a coffee table, a television up the other end of the room, where there were some more couches, a bookshelf for anyone who wanted to read, and various other leisurely things for people to do.
Garet was reading. He liked to read, it was a book called "the wheel of time" by Robert Jordan. (A Really good fantasy series which I highly recommend to ANYONE who likes to read^_^) Garet rarely spoke to anyone, mainly because he didn't trust anyone. That was something he had learned living on the streets. It was a tough way to live, but hey, life was tough. Somebody came bounding into the lounge, it was that girl Sheba. She took one look around the place and grinned to herself, she pranced joyously to the book shelf and began to search through it mumbling to herself " it has to be here somehwhere... saw it yesturday..." suddenly she made a sqeaky yelp of joy and pulled a large, thick looking book titled "the Taimar Triad" ( another great book series, much darker but totaly awsome read^^) she took a seat on a big, puffy red couch and began to read. Garet went silently back to his own book.
~*~
" AARGH!!! these bloody Hallways!!" Jenna all but screamed, she had been wandering aimlessly through the building for a bit less then an hour now, she didnt want to remain in her room, - I suppose they expect me to stay there untill I rot of boredom or something - She thought vehemenently. She thought she had passed somebody before, but she had been too concerned with where she was going to tell.
Finally she leaned against the wal for a rest. " Damn this place!!!" she muttered under her breath. She didnt want to be here, but she didnt exactly have a choice.
" Bloody Refuge being so bloody big, bloody social workers, think they know everything, Bloody Felix for getting me into this BLOODY MESS!" the last two words came out as a shout. She hated him! she hated him for leaving her when she had needed him, for getting her mixed up with those evil social workers. It was all his fault.
- If i ever see that BLOODY wretch then ill... - Without realising she had started walking again.
~*~
Mia was dizzy, she didnt know how long she had been here for, or how long she had been crying for. Her hands were wraped tightly around herself, eyes still closed tightly, she feared if she opened them again the tears would come back.
- Your such a fool girl- she though disparingly, - You cant even controll your own emotions properly, its no wonder you've ended up here- She drew herself in even further.
Suddenly she heard somebody approaching, she would have run, back to her room where nobody would have to see her. But she couldent bring herself to move, and she was incredibally tired, not to mention the dizziness that prevented her from thinking too clearly.
" Miss, are you alright?" she heard a soft voice inquire, a soft hand touched her shoulder gently. She opened her eyes, her vision was a little fuzzy from the tears, but she could still see well enough and what she saw shocked her so bad she very nealry collapsed.
The man looked remarkably like Alex would have now. He was tall and rather masculine, had long blue hair and deep greeny blue eyes, but his voice...
She realised how she must have looked and hastily rubbed her already sore eyes.
" i'm..." she couldn't bring herself to say "fine" partly because she knew she wasnt, and partly because her throat ached.
" what are you doing up so late? should you not be asleep like everyone else?" he looked very concerned, which truck Mia as strange, she harldy even knew him. Although it felt as though she had met him before...
It hit her that it really was late, she looked around the dark halls - How long have i been here for?!?!- forcing her voice to work, she spoke.
" i was... I couldent..sleep... So I.. decided to go for a walk" He seemed to accept that, even though it didnt explain why she had been crying. She suspected he knew that too, from the troubled look in his eyes, but he bothered her no further.
" Why are you up so late?" she asked him. He gave her a knowing smile as he helped her from her place leaning against the wall.
" Oh I like to take midnight walks myself, that way i don't get disturbed by the.. Other people who live here..."
They talked as they continued down the hall, Mia realised she no longer felt that despairing pain inside her, it was oddly comforting being around this man. She felt... Safe.
Eventually they came to her door. She felt tired again, she needed sleep.
" well, thank you...uh..." Mia realised she still didn't knew his name.
" My name is Picard" he told her as she opened her door.
"thank you Picard, It was nice being in your company" he smiled at her again - Why do i get that funny feeling whenever he smiles like that?-
" It was a pleasure meeting you to miss..."
" Mia"
" Mia, I hope we get the chance to talk again "
With that he strode away. Mia watched him disappear into the dark hall before closing her door and collapsing onto her bed.
She fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
~*~
Lol I know, u r all thinking this'll be a Mia/Picard now... we shall see ne?
There was no Ivan in this one, but don't worry, he'll be in the next...
It seems I have changed my mind, its just too fun doing each and every perspective ehehe^_^
And just so u know, i have never Played lost age, I have no idea who Picard is, i only knew him from the numerous ficcies i have read... I been wanting to se him in one of my stories 4 a while, but if i mess up his character now u knew why0_0
sorry if this story aint that good.. Its my first drama fic.. Me used to humour... Perhaps eventually ill get better...
Well Cya! DONT foRGET T REVIWWW!!