Chapter five

The other half of a whole

Anya set herself down on the comfy care worn couch, enveloping herself in the blanket Evelyn had knitted when Anya had been only six.

She looked around the familiar room; "Evelyn" a groan escaped her lips as her strength finally succumbed to the pain.

She heard footsteps but was too deep within herself to register who they belonged to, that was until a deep, smoke ravaged voice said her name.

"Nymph?"

Anya grinned at her child hood name. "Yeh?"

"You were wrong."

Anya's face darkened with anger, "wrong about what?"

"About what you said earlier" she felt his presence sit down beside her.

"What did I say, Jack?"

"You said, I never said I love you, to you, well you're wrong"

She swiveled her head around to look at him "I'm not wrong, I would've remembered such a momentous occasion when the Rock star Jack finally got off his high horse and said what he felt."

"Anya, you know that time, when you and I were in the hospital"

"Yeh, of course I do, I was comatose for a week!"

"Exactly, that very night, I woke up and god, I was so afraid for you I just knew I had to see you." He sighed, inching closer to her "and so I did, I walked down the hall, found out your room number and walked into it."

"Jack…" she began.

"No, just listen, jesus you were beautiful and I walked up to your bed and I said, 'I love you, Anya' and then I kissed you" "And I know I should've said it more often cos that's what you deserve..but Anya…."

"Oh Jack, look at what I've done to you."

Jack stared at her, literally piercing her very soul and then she saw his eyes flicker with anger "don't you do that, don't you hold pity in your voice!"

Anya looked at him horrified, "Jackie, I ..I" she stuttered, flinching as he flew from the couch, knocking over the coffee table and all its occupants.

"You lost her too right, have pity for your fucking self!" he screamed pushing forward and latching two hands onto either sides of her shoulders.

Anya could do nothing but pity, it was all one could do when they felt nothing and needed something to fill that niche. Jack saw it in her cobalt eyes and it damn near drove him insane with every fiery emotion he held prisoner inside.

"TELL ME YOU'RE HURTING JUST AS FUCKING BAD AS I AM!"

"SAY IT!" he bellowed, shaking her in an effort to shake the pity from her eyes.

"Stop it" she whispered, leveling her pupils to the floor.

"SAY IT TO ME, SAY YOU'RE DYING INSIDE, BECAUSE I AM, SO YOU SHOULD BE, WASN'T IT YOU WHO TOLD ME THAT I WAS YOUR OTHER HALF, WHY AREN'T YOU DYING?"

Anya knew the only way to make him see was to force it, throwing her head up, she pushed away his arms and stood up.

"NO JACK, WHY AREN'T YOU LIVING, YOU ARE MY OTHER HALF SO WHY THE FUCK AREN'T YOU LIVING?" she shrieked grabbing hold of his face and boring her essence into him.

He fought then, she could see it in his eyes, he fought to live to be what she said he always had been; her other half.

"Jackie" she said, placing her fingers to his lips "I know" and before he could voice an apology her fingers had been replaced with her lips.

She gripped the nape of his neck and pulled him down.

He kissed her back so desperately Anya's mouth began to hurt but she didn't care, couldn't care because for once in a long time she was whole.

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For what seemed like a life time Bec found neither slumber nor peace. Every time she dared close her eyes images of her sweet mother flashed before them. Plus the groans of pleasure resounding in the other room where enough to keep anyone awake.

"I don't mind if it rains or freezes long as I've got my plastic jesus, riding on my dashboard…" she hummed, rolling onto her side and stuffing a pillow over her ear "comes in colours pink and pleasant glows in the dark…" she frowned realizing she'd forgotten the rest of the song, a song in which her and Jack spent many a day humming.

"Ma…." She whimpered feeling her face contort with sadness "I'll see you soon, ma, but not to soon"

Bec balled up rocking herself as she tried to muffle her agonizing sobs, obviously she hadn't done to well, for soon she heard her door inch open and the floor boards creak.

"jes, you just as bad as Jackie-poo!" she heard Bobby laugh, entering her bedroom.

"Shut up, man, c'mon"

"I know, baby, can't sleep?"

Bec smirked inspite of herself "could you with that racket going on in the background"

"You think that's loud, I got Angel and La Vida Loca next to me!" " And I still maintain that there's a guy in there with Jackie-o, Anya's probably off somewhere getting some air."

"Yeh, you wish!"

Bobby wedged himself in between Bec and the wall "so you guna tell me why you came back?"

She pondered this thought for a moment "when I saw Anya, running up to me man, it was like a light just clicked I knew I couldn't leave this is home, and I can't escape that, I don't want to escape that" "plus, Anya's back for good, just bought a house down the road from us, you think I could leave her here with you hoodlums"

"Hey I prefer destructors of the peace" Bobby corrected.

Bec pulled her head up and onto Bobby's chest, gripping his Hockey jumper for comfort and familiarity.

"Get some sleep, sis, I know it hurts but you're a Merecer 'member, do what you need to do"

"I love you Bobby" she said, just shy of sleep.

"I love you more, Becky Babe"

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Jack lay down beside Anya, clutching her quivering body to his own.

"Anya" he panted, turning his head to look deep into her ocean blue irises "Anya, I loved you from the minute I laid eyes on you"

Anya cocked her mouth tracing the scar on his shoulder, the only evidence of that night five years ago, she herself had an identical one. It was something she knew would bind them together forever.

"I love you too, Jackie-poo"

"Man, you really know how to flatter a guy" he laughed, snaking an arm around her shoulders.

"Hey, you're the one who's constantly calling me a man!"

"Oh trust me, you every inch a women to me" Jack grinned, pulling her in for another passionate kiss, making up for a year of lost time.

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"Angel?" sofi's soft Spanish accented voice purred "are you ok, baby?"

Angel sighed, burying his face into her naked chest " yeh, I'm fine baby, as long as I've got you"

Sofi felt her heart flutter with love, but she'd never admit that was what it was "I'll always be here"

"Always?" Angel murmured, already on the boarder of sleep.

"Always" she confirmed.

A/N: I think this chapter was quite short, but it was either that or having a horrendously long chapter!

So it was bit intense nods head hope all of u enjoy it, I really liked writing this chapter.

But if its humour u need, neva fear chapter 6 had PLENTY!

So r/r to get to it! Thanks

Love bex:)