What's up? I'm back! Finally; I decided on a song to use for this part. (5 of 6) A song that I do not own! Defensive much: Yes. A relevant reason for being so defensive: None… unless 'because I can be' counts. I also do not own Maximum Ride or the rights to their precious lives. Good? Oh, and the song is Breakeven by The Script, just in case you were wondering. Read on!
(And a fair warning: this is not a Gangel (The Gasman and Angel… just eww) or a Jangel (Jeb and Angel… I think that's what you call it) actually, there are no romantic pairings. Brother and sister or father/daughter type. Got it? Ha, I used () inside () That makes me happy!)
Don't ask… The Gasman's POV!
I watched my little sister go without a complaint. It was her choice to leave; we all know how hard it is to change her mind. So, watching her leave me behind was my only chance to spare her. Not that I had the energy to fight her now-a-days as it was. If only… no. I can't change who I am or how I die. It's impossible.
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Cos I got time while she got freedom
Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even
I might as well explain. Angel, the only family I had left, decided to leave the protection of her older brother. I didn't tell her, but that same morning, my expiration date appeared. I saw the flash of black in the bathroom mirror. I didn't have the heart to tell her. My heart may be broken by her decision to aid a now dying Jeb, but my heart doesn't have that much time to stay broken. Who knows how much longer she has; but she has more time and freedom than me anyways. Let her go, and pray to God or whoever is up there that she made the right choice. That's my course of action.
Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man that's gonna put her first
While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping
Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no
I toss and turn at night, knowing that she would rather stay by her make-shift father's side in death than mine. We all sacrifice for family and love; two things that I learned the hard way and at the last minute. She's in good hands and good company, being with Jeb as his heart slowly gives out. But where does that leave me?
What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
Normally I would never admit it, but I'm falling apart. My life is leaving me and my sister doesn't know it. I can't pick up the phone and call; what would I say? 'Hey, Angel. I know this is unexpected but I just wanted to let you know that you left me at the worst time possible. Honey, I'm going to expire in a week. Love you.' Yeah, somehow I don't think that would go over too well. Right now she's safe and where she wants to be. And I couldn't be happier for her.
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding
Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving
And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no
It's not her fault, I let her go. I can't help but regret letting her go, but why am I so hung up on it? Why can't I just leave things the way they are? I'll tell you why: I don't like the way things are.
What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you,
And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces, yeah,
I'm falling to pieces
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)
I wouldn't change a second of my life no matter how crappy it was, but I'M NOT OKAY. I'm falling apart with every breath I take and every word I speak. My heart is broken into pieces and I don't have much time left. But what is a man to do?
Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame.
Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh
Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name.
There is nothing I can change. There is nothing I can do or say differently to get my only sense of family back. SHE made the choice right for her. SHE left when she got the call saying that Jeb was dying; his massive heart attack meant that it wouldn't be much longer. She was closest to him, but does blood mean nothing to her?
I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing
Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in
Cos I got time while she got freedom
Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break
No it don't break
No it don't break even no
We didn't fight; we didn't bicker over petty differences. This one phone call broke my heart and pushed her to where she needed to be. I always knew she would choose her "father" over me, ever since I first saw her on his side right before the flock split in two. Sure, it was just for show. It was to gain trust on enemy lines. But something was different after that. She defied Max's authority, she wasn't the same person. And this new person would never be as good as the old.
What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok
(Oh glad your okay now)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(Oh I'm glad your okay)
I'm falling to pieces yeah
(One still in love while the other ones leaving)
I'm falling to pieces
(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)
I guess love is what made me; love is what got me this far in life. Love was what lifted me up and tore me to pieces. Love is what kept me from breaking my sister's heart, and what kept me somewhat sane. Love is what makes me sure Angel is okay and what makes me care. What more is there to say?
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
As my time wrinkles down to mere seconds, I only have one thought that breaks through the fog of death: Love is what put me in this world, and love is what took me out. My heart didn't break even, and I knew it wouldn't matter either way. Somewhere, my sister's heart was whole and unharmed. That was all that mattered. I hung to that last truth as my time came and left.
Okay, now I wanna go in a corner and cry. Review?
Next: Last but certainly not least, Angel. (Keep the whole Jeb thing in mind!)
~Faxisthegreatest123~
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no
Oh it don't break even no