Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters mentioned, they are property of Seven. I'm just playing with them for a bit.
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Saving Grace is a series of one shots that follow on from one another, depicting the lives of Matilda Hunter and Lucas Holden.
Full Summary: Matilda Hunter is forced to live a life she hates. And loves. Stuck between life and death, she hovers, waiting for someone to come and save her. Waiting for that one moment that will change her life. Lucas Holden has been forgotten for most of his life... for alcohol, for the endless stream of men his mother would bring home. He's told he's special, but he refuses to believe them. What will happen when serendipity takes hold of their lives, and a series of random events lead to one ultimate mistake?
Rated M for drug & alcohol abuse, sexual situations and suicidal thoughts. You have been warned. Do not read further if you are uncomfortable with these things.
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Chapter Warning: This chapter contains allusions to child abuse! If you are in any way offended by scenes, I suggest you stop reading now, and follow on to the next chapter when its posted.
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Saving Grace
Chapter Seven: 23
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I felt for sure last night
That once we said goodbye
No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
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He was hiding from me… or hiding away from the world. Either way, he was underneath the grandstand, surrounded by an unusual cloak of darkness for the middle of the day. I smiled as I bounded up to him, leaping into his arms and smothering his face with kisses.
He smirked at me as I pulled away from him. I smirked back at him as he asked me "Want to follow it up with 'Honey, I'm home'?"
"Only if I get a machine gun." I replied, poking my tongue out at him as I looked around the space more carefully. " Nice pad." I said sarcastically "I can see you've done a lot with the place."
"As much as my budget would allow" he replied pompously "What I really want is those Queer Eye folk to come in and fix it up, and make me a whole new man."
"You don't need to be made into a man,' I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck "Believe me, you're man enough already." I said seductively, leaning up and connecting my lips passionately against his own. His strong arms gripped at my hips and maneuvered me against the wall of the stand, his body pressing against my own, shooting warm sensations all over my body.
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I'm still driving away
And I'm sorry every day
I won't always love these selfish things
I won't always live...
Not stopping...
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Pulling away from the heated kiss, we caught our breath as Luke fiddled with my belly bar under my shirt.
"I guess we stopped playing happy families." I said huskily, as Luke looked down at me, almost hungrily, as if he wanted to devour me.
"Oh, we can play that,' He said finally, his breathing calmer now 'Only if I get to kiss you goodnight… everywhere."
"And I'm supposed to be the minx in our relationship." I said, grinning, as he pushed himself on me once more, kissing my lips hastily. I pulled on his shirt as my fingers slowly snaked up inside, running gently across his smooth toned stomach, causing him to groan into the kiss.
"Play nice." He said, and the words vibrated gently against my lips. I pouted up at him before shrugging, and removing my hands and pushing him away from me.
"I didn't mean stop playing." He whined, coming towards me again, but I held my arms up to stop him.
"Save it for the bedroom sparky." I said, laughing. "Play time is over."
"So what am I supposed to do for fun?" He asked, as I shrugged my shoulders again and sat down against a pole. "Amuse yourself… and in no way is that to be taken in a sexual way. It was good clean fun." I said, smirking at him as he sat down and pouted.
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It was my turn to decide
I knew this was our time
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me, only you
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"My mum would be hitting you over the head right now." He said abruptly, looking at me. "She'd think you're a fool for even bothering to spend time with me. Of course, she'd be drooling and slurring through every word because of the unusually large amounts of alcohol that always manage to remain in her system." He said bitterly, shutting his eyes.
Was this not the most random conversation ever started?
"She's been like that ever since Dad skipped out on us when I was a kid. And hey, why bother getting Luke a male role model, when he can have an endless stream of them that he watched walk out of the house shirtless, never to return again?" He asked the space around us bitterly.
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You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
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What do you even say to that? How do you think up some reply that takes away all the pain from years of childhood memories that just need to be forgotten?
You don't. You numb the pain, numb the memories. Any way you know how.
"I'm f#ed up." He laughed bitterly. "A screwed up child from birth. What about you? What's your family like?"
I snapped my eyes to his, but looked past him. The colours swirled together; the blues and greens mixing as words, feelings… memories, came flooding back.
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I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
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"Sit still Till Till," he slurred at me "If you stay still, and quiet, you won't get in trouble."I pulled the covers up closer and hid behind them as his tall shadow filled the doorway. "No." I said quietly, covering my head as he growled, and threw the bottle above my bed, causing the bottle to smash, and tiny pieces of glass and liquid drops to spill all over me.
"Mummy" I cried out, but his hand was under the covers and shoved roughly over my mouth.
"Your mother won't come." He snorted. "She doesn't care about you." He said more softly "Only I care about you. Let me show you how much I care about you," he said as he pulled the covers down and ran his hand down my arm. I whimpered, and tried to pull the covers up.
He snapped though, and ripped the covers from my clutches and threw them hastily aside. He moved towards me, his strong arms pinning my frail body down. His breath reeks of cigarette smoke and alcohol, and I gag as he breathes down heavily on me, as the tears slide down my cheeks.
"Don't cry princess." He said, his voice heavy with liquor. "Daddy will take care of you."
My eyes snapped open, as I stared up coldly into his eyes.
"You're not my daddy." I whispered, as I closed my eyes and allowed the darkness to envelope me once more.
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Amazing still it seems
I'll be 23
I won't always love what I'll never have
I won't always live in my regrets
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"Maddie." I heard Luke say, as his hand ran gently over my arm, causing goose bumps to appear. "Are you okay?" He asked my gently, his deep blue eyes looking down at me concerned.
"I'm fine." I snapped at him finally, the intensity of his eyes driving me over the edge. "And my family is peachy keen."
He looked taken aback as he stepped quickly away from me.
"I just…" I began, walking quickly out into the harsh sunlight. "I have to go." I yelled to him before sprinting away.
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You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
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There were thoughts, sounds floating everywhere in my head. Hidden messages, memories, that I'd long since pushed to be further reaches of my mind, forgotten… for all time. I needed that pain to overwhelm me. To feel the smooth silver blade slice through my skin.
To see the deep crimson colour contrast against the shiny metal. As the thin droplets of blood run down my arm and fall, crashing onto the floor, I need to know that I can still feel pain. Because I just want to feel numb again.
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I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
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AN: I'm so sorry if that offended you, but I had the idea from the start and well, it didn't have to be written that way, but the story needed depth. I tried to be subtle, and not overbaring. I hope it worked alright. Next chapters should be up soon, as I've been on a writing spree. I want this over with soon, so I can begin a new (happy) story!