Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or the characters. I just own this storyline. Title of story inspired by Gavin Digraw
Chariot - Ch.2
Conversations with Dead People
Sunlight shown through the windows of my room as the sound of the shutters clashed on either side of the walls and I knew then that it was Winry who had opened them. Just from the action I knew it was her and then that oh so happy voice of joy. There's nothing to be joyful about, nothing at all.
"Come on and get up Edward! Its been almost a month since the accident and-" I cut her off quicker then any light force known to man.
"It wasn't an accident! I was raped and left to die!" By then I'd shot up out of bed clutching my blankets tightly around me; tears visible as I yelled with a fallen look upon my face.
"How can any of you call it an accident! I almost died and no one understands what that felt like!" I couldn't stop It felt like I was completely alone. Nothing new, but this time I didn't even have Al to understand the pain with me.
"Ed I just think...I just thought...maybe...if you got up and started working again and you found the stone...you could be happy again..." She hadn't herd me. She was speaking and I saw her lips moving, but I didn't hear her either.
Then, in an almost inaudible voice I said, "Winry...just...go home." She let out a stifled sob and ran out of the room. I knew I'd hurt her ,but I didn't care.
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"So he's been in his room all this time huh?" I said as I took a sip of coffee listening to Maes as he told me about Ed's 'condition'.
"You know Roy," He said. "maybe if you talked to Ed he would try to get up and around some more."
I nodded not really taking the suggestion seriously. "I may go down to his room later on. This afternoon would be good; after I meet with Armstrong. I may even take him with me." I said with my all knowing grin plastered on my face.
Maes nodded a laughed. "I think Ed might like it if you brought him along. He and his brother seem to get along well with Alex."
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I herd the door creek with and the sound of foot steps entering my room at about two. The thought of why anyone would want to come to see me in my pessimistic state was beyond my understanding. I shifted and turned away from the view of my guests. I was so tired of everyone trying to cheer me up. I was so tired, just tired.
"If your going to keep lying around like this Edward I'd suggest you take a bath." It was Mustang. My hart clinched. I hated to admit it ,but in a way I was glad he'd finally made time to come see me.
We had our differences, but at the same time...when ever I needed him...he'd always done anything he could to pull me out of what ever slump I was in.
"We have come to cheer the Full Metal to his fullest!" Armstong said in his normal booming voice.
"I brought Major Armstrong with me also, so get up and put on a sharp face. Were not here to converse with the dead."
"Well..." I laughed bitterly. "You're going to have to because I died a long time ago." I herd him suck in a quick breath a then he out a smart sounding, "Heh!"
"Edward, what ever morbid state you may be in, the fact is you need a bath and a good walk around the grounds." He made a whistling sound and then without warning I felt Alex's large bulky arms around my waste pulling me out of the safety of my bed, so I yelled.
"No stop! Ahh! Don't touch me! PLEASE! Let me go! LET ME GOOO!" The last thing I herd before I blacked out was Roy's voice telling Armstrong to lay me back on the bed.
A/N:
I'm really LOVING this story more then I thought I was going to. Basically got the whole thing mapped out. Should be about 18+ chapters don't really have an exact idea how long this will be.
Does anyone hate me for leaving it off at a cliff hanger? I hope so, XD
I'll update soon, maybe Sunday if I'm not as burnt out as I am right now. Stayed up REALLY late the past two nights studying and working on this major project grade I have to do on the book, The DaVinci Code. Awesome book by the way. Well, until next time, later!