2) Cowboy Cadillac- Garth Brooks
A/n: angst, angst, angst, angst….
Church turned over on his bunk again and sighed. Why her? Why did she have to be so damn stubborn, chasing Omega to the end of the universe and back, ending in the damn ship blowing up in the damn blue sky, while the damn sun shined and the damn birds sung happily?
Damn, he thought sourly. Above all else, Tex had been a mean, vicious, rotten bitch. He remembered first grade, seeing her when he was on the swings, rendered almost useless by the heat of the Texas sun, and sticking his tongue out at her. She had pushed him off his burning swing and taken it for herself, not flinching from the heat for a moment.
Sixth grade, he blushingly asked her to the valentines' day dance, and she scornfully refused. Loudly. In the middle of the cafeteria. In front of everyone.
Eighth grade, when he was elected student president, she made a point to tell him that she hadn't voted for him. Loudly. Again, in front of everyone.
It was ninth grade when she had started taking Karate at the old community center in their town. He took it as well, hoping to be on the same level as her. He wasn't. (being a vicious bitch helped. Ally being the bitch, not him.)
At the end of junior year, they started going out, against all odds. Those were some joyful, if pain-filled years.
As seniors, she enlisted in the marines with no warning. It made sense, though, in a strange way. He followed, like always. He'd always followed her, like a moth and a flame. It was no wonder that he caught on fire, eventually, after Basic and after the AI, when she broke up with him.
Tex had always been there to make fun of him when he fell, to scorn him when he couldn't do something, motivating him in her own way. At least she had always been there. Where the hell was she now?
Yes, she was a cruel, vindictive, spiteful harpy, but she was his, and he would give anything right then, to hear one more insult, one more barbed comment. Because for some strange, bizarre reason, he loved her. And that was all that mattered. And now she was gone.