Author note: hey guys! I am sooo sorry that it's taken me so long to update...I've rewritten this about 5 times, and then I was sick and it's just been one thing after another...I myself am not particularly happy with this chapter, it didn't go the way I planned at all, but apparently my friends think otherwise so I'm just gonna post this so you guys don't start to hate me...I might change it, I might not. All depends on the response I get. Sorry it's so short, but like I said, I was having so much trouble, I decided I would just write it like it was and upload it...next chapter should be longer though.
When all is said and done
Will we still feel pain inside?
Will the stars go away with night?
Sharp smile for the morning light?
It's like the best dream to have
Where every thing is not so bad
Every tear is so alone
Like God himself is coming home to say
I-
I can do any thing
If you want me here
Yeh I can fix any thing
If you'll let me near
What are those secrets now?
That you're too scared to tell
I whisper them all aloud
So you can hear your self
Green trees were the first sign
The deepest blue, the clearest sky
Silence came with brightest eyes
And turned water into wine
The children ran to see
The parents stood in disbelief
And those who knew, braced for the ride
The earth its self then came alive to say
I-
yeh I can do any thing if you want me here
And I can fix anything if you'll let me near
What are those secrets now
The church is scared to tell
I whisper them all aloud so you can hear your self
Sorry, I have to say it but you look like you're sad
Your smile is gone; I noticed it bad
The cure is if you let in just a little more love
I promise you this; A Little's Enough
I'm sorry, I have to say it but you look like you're sad
Your smile is gone; I noticed it bad
The cure is if you let in just a little more love
I promise you this; A Little's Enough
I'm sorry I have to say it but you look like you're sad
Your smile is gone; I noticed it bad
The cure is if you let in just a little more love
I promise you this; A Little's Enough
(repeat)
I'm sorry, I have to say it but you look like you're sad
(just a little)
Your smile is gone; I've noticed it's bad
(just a little)
The cure is if you let in just a little more love
(just a little)
And I promise you this; A Little's Enough
A Little's Enough
-Angels and Airwaves
Chapter 23: Mistaken Revelation Part II
Ray's P.O.V
Previously on All Bottled Up:
"Abby, please, you need to tell me whatever it is you've never told me. I want to help you, but I can't if you don't tell me what it is that's wrong. I can't stand seeing you this way. "
"My ass! Why would you, Ray Barnett, rock god with a doctor day job, want to help me, Abigail Lockhart, baggage-laden alcoholic?"
"Because I love you god damnit! I love you Abby, and I have loved you. I just never knew how to say it."
"How do you know that?"
"Because you make me feel, Abby, feel things I've never felt before. When I'm with you, I'm not the cold, unfeeling asshole everyone seems to think I am."
"You may say that now, but it won't last. Everyone always says that. But you know what always happens Ray? Do you? They leave. They leave, that's what happens. They always leave."
"Yeah, well in case you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly everyone, Abby. Did you ever stop to think that maybe, just maybe, there might actually be someone that wants to be there for the long haul? Did you ever think that maybe there's someone who really does care about you? Or have you been too busy wallowing in your own self pity to notice that there was actually someone there for you if you needed?"
"That is not true. You have no right to say that to me!"
"It is true and you know it. You just don't want to admit it, cause that would mean that someone other than you was right, and you were wrong. Or are you scared of taking a risk that may very well lead to something you could, I don't know, maybe count on for once?"
She had no reply for this.
"Look, I'm sorry for yelling, I just don't understand why you won't tell me this. After everything we've been through together, why can't you tell me? Do you not trust me? All I want to do is help you, but how can I if you won't let me? Why won't you let me in? Why do the walls continuously go up when I ask you about the nightmares, about your childhood? I want to know what makes you so scared at times that you don't talk for hours. But you just won't tell me."
"I really don't know Ray. It's…It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again, like you have this fear that everyone you start to like is going to break you heart…it's hard to let someone in again…I let Carter in, and he left me for Africa, I let Luka in and he broke my heart…I'm just tired of getting hurt every time I start to trust someone again."
I cupped her face in my hands,
"Abby, you've got to believe me. I'm not going to leave you, please, just let me in." she looked like she was gonna break down and tell me, but instead she turned on me.
"Yeah, well in case you haven't noticed, you haven't exactly let me in either. Every time I even mention your past or your childhood you completely shut down. Why should I tell you mine if you won't tell me yours?"
"Alright, you want to know my past? I'll tell you. My parents never wanted me in the first place. My father beat my mom and me every frigging chance he got. He raped my mother, that's were Madi comes in. She was wanted even less than I was. Yet Madi, Madi was the golden child. Until the day he snapped. Stabbed mom, let her bleed to death, Madi saw the whole thing. Is that enough or do you want me to delve deeper, recall every even as it happens? Cause I can. Do you wanna hear…"
Abby's P.O.V
Just like that, he stopped talking; didn't even finish his sentence. He got real pale, and his breathing became shallow.
"Ray? Ray are you okay?"
Ray's P.O.V
"Get away from her! Stop it, you're hurting her!" I cried, trying to get him to stop beating her.
I stepped forward, grabbing his arm, and he abruptly turned on me, throwing me against the wall before smashing a beer bottle over my head. Then everything went black.
"Stop it Ray, you're scaring me!" I could hear Abby calling in the distance, like a radio station that didn't come in clearly. I slowly opened my eyes, and Abby's face swam above me. I felt her hands on my shoulders, trying to lever my upper body so it was resting on her lap.
'Whoa, wait a minute, where am I? And why is Abby trying to pick me up?'
I tried pushing myself up, to help Abby, and groaned as the room spun. "Ugh what happened?"
"You tell me." She said, giving me the classic 'Abby stare.'
I scrubbed at my face with the heels of my hands, "I'm thinking that that would be the equivalent of your nightmares."
"Um…okay…" she said, looking baffled.
"Maybe a better way to explain it would be a flashback."
"Hmm…what was that?"
"That was the night my father bashed me over the head with a frigging beer bottle." I scoffed, "That was a lot of fun."
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Disclaimer: I don't own ER, Maura Tierney, Shane West, A Little's Enough, or Angels and Airwaves...although I wish I did...However I do own any characters you do not recognize...
The events, characters, and places in this story are fictitious. Any similarities to persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental.