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There's a fire starting in my heart, reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark. ~Rolling in the Deep, Adele
Denver's POV:
I feel my expression fall as I frown.
"I'm healed enough to go back, my family needs the money." Gale explains to me, but I knew that already. What I don't like is that I won't get to see him all day, well, most of the day. I was also bummed that Monday was only two days away. So I just sigh and lean back into the couch.
"I know that" I say curtly, "I'll be going back soon myself anyways"
"Yeah, maybe in a week you can come back too, your backs almost better."
"What do you mean maybe?" I spit out glaring at him. He just shrugs.
"I mean since your"
"A girl?" I hiss out cutting him off, he stiffens.
"Ya, you might" I've heard enough of him though. I stand up and tower over him as he sits on the couch. My couch.
"I don't fucking care if I'm a girl, I'm going to work as soon as I can Gale! I need money too! I need food, ever since they burned the Hob down food for me costs more!" I lash out and kick the couch with my foot; my eyes go over him sitting on my couch. "And if you're just going to be all sexist on me then get off my couch!" I snap at him. Fire ignites fire, and my curtness has gotten Gale angry now too. He stands, and I turn my back on him and stomp over by the fire.
"I was going to say that naturally men heal faster" he spits out, clearly pissed. I don't answer. "Denver!" he sorta yells at me, mad at my lack of response, I turn to him and raise my eyebrows.
"Oh sorry, was I supposed to care?" I say casually. Gale takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. It doesn't work and he snaps when I grin.
"UGH! GOD YOU'RE SO FUCKING IMPOSSBILE!" he screams out and I have to keep myself from laughing at him. He runs both of his hands through his hair. He seems to forget my earlier scolding and sits back on the couch, his head in his hands as his body shakes a little and he shakes his head slightly. I can hear him taking deep breaths too.
"I'm so fucking rebellious." I correct him after a while of silence. He turns his head and I can see him glaring daggers at me, I put my hands up in mock defeat. "Just saying. You know Hawthorne; this would just be so much easier if you agreed with me." I cross my arms over my chest as he raises his head. All he does is glare at me for a while.
"Sure it would" his voice is dripping with sarcasm. Then he gets serious, "How about I tell them you'll be back next Friday?" I feel my grin get even wider. I go over and give Gale a hug, which he doesn't return.
"See, agreeing made things easier." I laugh. Gale just groans at me. "Thanks Gale."
"Yeah, yeah"
I get up and go to the kitchen and start to clean the sink full of dirty dishes I have while Gale lounges on my couch. The water comes out ice cold and soon my hands and bright red, I ignore that and keep cleaning. Five minutes later I glance at Gale, he's too big for the couch, his head on one armrest and his feet dangle off the other. His eyes are closed so I assume he's asleep.
"Remember when I cried to you a thousand times
I told you everything
You know my feelings
It never crossed my mind
That there would be a time
For us to say goodbye
What a big surprise
But I'm not lost
I'm not gone
I haven't forgot" I sing softly while I do the dishes, I steal another look at Gale, making sure he's asleep. I won't be singing if he was awake. He's out, so I keep going. "These feelings I can't shake no more
These feelings are running out the door
I can feel it falling down
And I'm not coming back around
These feelings I can't take no more
This emptiness in the bottom drawer
It's getting harder to pretend
And I'm not coming back around again
Remember when...
I remember when it was together till the end
Now I'm alone again
Where do I begin?
I cried a little bit
You died a little bit
Please say there's no regrets
And say you won't forget
But I'm not lost
I'm not gone
I haven't forgot." I take a plate and start to dry it with a cloth, after I place it in the cabinet; the door is falling off its hinges. I examine it as I rub my hands together. "These feelings I can't shake no more
These feelings are running out the door
I can feel it falling down
And I'm not coming back around
These feelings I can't take no more
This emptiness in the bottom drawer
It's getting harder to pretend
And I'm not coming back around again
Remember when...
That was then
Now it's the end
I'm not coming back
I can't pretend
Remember When
These feelings I can't shake no more
These feelings are running out the door
I can feel it falling down
And I'm not coming back around
These feelings I can't take no more
This emptiness in the bottom drawer
It's getting harder to pretend
And I'm not coming back around again" I take another plate and wash it as I smile. I haven't sung anything in a while. I missed it. I look up from the dishes and see Gale, sitting up watching me. Awake. My eyes widen at him and I instantly scowl.
"That was great." He smiles. I look down at the dishes, feeling my face get red again.
"You weren't supposed to hear that, no one does. Ever."
"Sorry, you were great though. You come up with that song?" he sounds actually interested, I still don't look up.
"No, it's an old song, from before the Dark Days."
"Cool. I bet Posy would love to hear you sometime." I look up to see him grinning.
"She has" I say simply, I've sung Gale's sister to sleep before, when he wasn't there, when she was worried about him and Hazelle had asked me to watch them. I forget where Hazelle was at the time, Gale had been in the Justice Building I think.
"When?" Gale asks confused, I sigh and put down my rag, this conversation might take a while. I put my hands on the counter. I'm sick of cleaning anyways.
"I used to watch them when your mom had to go somewhere; I guess you were in the woods or at the Justice Building. I'd sing when she couldn't go to sleep."
"Oh" he looks down and fumbles with his hands. "Thanks."
"No problem, they're really good kids, you're lucky to have them. You're lucky to have a family." I add the last part softly and sigh. Memories of my mother, of my father, and of Kline rush into my head. Then I'm filled with the urge to go see them, I haven't visited Kline since his death. I wipe off my hands one last time. "I'm gunna go for a walk." I say, my voice shakes a little and Gale looks up at me as I put on my father's old coat.
"Want me to come?"
I think about his offer, it would be nice to have company, but I sort of want to go by myself. I guess. "If you want." I decide I won't really care. Once Gale is up we head outside and he follows me as I walk towards the District Twelve graveyard. My feet take themselves to my family's plot. I sink down to my knees before Kline's gravestone. Right beside my father, he wanted it that way. Then I regret having Gale come as I can't help the sob that escapes my lips. I hate it when I cry, I hate it when people see me cry, it's a weakness, I'm not a weak person. The gravestones only have their first names on them, that's all we could afford. No message, no years, nothing to remember them by; only their first name. I let another sob out and stiffen as I try to hold the others back. "Go" I croak out, hoping Gale will hear me.
"What?" he asks softly, I turn to him, tears rolling down my face, my eyes pleading for him to go, to leave me alone. But he doesn't, he does the exact opposite. He comes over and wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a hug. "You can cry" he tells me softly, stroking my hair. With that I completely let go and sobs continuously rake my body and my tears wet Gale's shirt. He rubs his hand up and down my back. "it's okay Den" he soothes to me. I don't know how long we stood there in the cold, but I don't really care. I had finally cried myself out, Gale still held me close to him, by head on his chest.
"I miss them all, all the time." I tell him, he strokes my hair softly again.
"I know, we all miss them."
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I look up as Gale is about to leave my house.
"Sorry about today; I just don't have anyone anymore." I apologize for crying. He smiles back at me.
"You have me; I won't leave you Denver." I smile at his words. I go and hug Gale again, he holds me close for a while until I hear the door open.
"Ha! I knew it!" I hear Lucas cry. I turn, Gale's arms still around me to see Lucas and Dalton standing there. Lucas looks ecstatic, while Dalton is frowning.
"It's about time." Dalton grumbles at us.
"Yes! Thanks to you both, I get two bucks now from Drew!"
"You bet on them getting together?" Dalton asks surprised.
"Of course I did! It's a good bet too, I won didn't I, and your my witness." Lucas puts an arrogant grin on his face. "Anyways, we came to see how you two were healing up, but I can see everything's going quiet fine."
Gale hugs me one last time. "I was just leaving. Bye Den see you tomorrow." Gale waves to me before pushing past Dalton and Lucas. Lucas raises his eyebrows at me.
"What's tomorrow?" He inquires.
"Saturday" I spit out at him. Lucas puts his hands up.
"Sorry sassy"
"Shut the fuck up before I implode your face" I sneer at him.
"Great to see you too Denver, I'll stop by on Sunday, don't you worry." With that Lucas and Dalton turn and leave. Damn, I hate them.
Hope you liked it! I've decided there are only five chapters left! Also, there will not be a next book, this is only one book. Please R-E-V-I-E-W!
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