A/N= I honestly don't know why I'm posting these in different chapters but hey-I am. Sooo I don't know what anyone thinks about this other than my limited supply of friends- they just told me it was good. It's probably shit but hey! Who cares? I hope this entertains you.

Disclaimer= don't make me laugh!

She Was All I Had:

Chapter two:

For what felt like the hundredth time, I looked at the time on my Walkman. For what felt like the hundredth time, I saw it still didn't say ten. Honestly, I wanted to just get it over with, but I managed to convince myself that waiting was the best thing- I didn't want someone to walk in and talk me down. Or did I? I was just beginning to question myself when a firefly soldier knocked loudly on my door; "its ten o'clock Ellie. That's curfew. I want the lights off within the next five minutes." I listened intently after that. Sure enough, I heard the guards footsteps fading away as the distance between him and my door grew larger.

"Well," I whispered hesitantly, "let's get this over with." I walked over to the drawer at the far side of the room. In those few moments, my heart was pounding in my chest, though I couldn't figure out whether it was out of anticipation for seeing Riley again or just pure, unadulterated fear. I wanted to see Riley again, but that didn't stop the fear of unanswered questions. Would it hurt? How long would it take before I could see her again? Would she be angry at me? I am taking the easy way out… That thought stopped me dead in my tracks.

Screw it! I thought to myself angrily. She will understand. Besides, she will be happy to see me. I picked up Riley's trusty 9mm, the note I had written to Marlene previously (which pretty much consisted of "sorry. It's not your fault. I love Riley and need to see her again. Fuck you for taking our water guns- Riley got them back anyway. Bye) and my mother's knife. I placed them on the bed, and popped in the ear-phones to my Walkman-pressing play on "I got you babe". Everything I had done so far had been pathetically cliché-the note, the fact that my tool for suicide had also killed my Riley. "My Riley?" I thought out-loud, "ugh, sappy," I giggled, despite the depressing task at hand. I carefully arranged everything, and then slowly sat down next to the note and knife, 9mm in hand. I took a deep breath, lifting the heavy metal object to my head, the cold material soothing my hot, stress-pained head. I let my mind wander back to the good times; me and Riley on the carousel, the water gun fight, the dance the kiss-my god that kiss. The way her lips molded to mine, the hot sensations that ran through my body. The simple way she replied to my apology- "for what?" I would have all of that again with one pull of the trigger. So I pulled it.

-CLICK-

But nothing happened. My door slowly creaked open, and none other than Marlene opened the door, flicking the light switch as she entered. As my emerald green eyes adjusted to the light, I saw she was holding the last bullet. My insides suddenly grew tight with rage, and it was all I could do to stop myself from killing her on the spot.

"I know you must be angry, but hear me out," she said, obviously upset that she had to see me in this situation. It was the same voice she had used when she was holding me back from the guy who had tried to take Riley's stuff when they had found me in the mall with her corpse.

"How about I see you out," I said coldly.

"That was a good one. Riley used it on me once," she deadpanned.

"Fuck you Marlene!" I all but yelled.

"Keep your voice down Elli-" she began, but I interrupted her-no one brings up Riley when arguing with me!

"No! I'm going to let everyone hear this! This bitch took my only hope of seeing my girlfriend away from me! Fuck you Marlene!" I screamed turning my back on her when I saw her confused face. But that's when I saw it-my knife. Marlene saw it too. I lunged for it and turned to face her again; only to find the barrel of a gun. I looked at her face and saw tears, "what happened in that mall Ellie? What got you so worked up?"

I studied her face for a moment, but after finding nothing but sincerity, I relented. "Get that fucking thing out of my face and I'll tell you," I said, trying for a stone cold voice but ending up in a wavering, weak one.

"Put down the knife and I'll put down the gun," she sighed. I lowered my knife, but didn't drop it.

"Put it down Ellie, and I promise I'll put my gun down," she repeated softly.

"No," I practically growled. She studied my expression and tone with evident curiosity, before the voice of a Firefly interrupted us;

"Is everything all right ma'ams'?"

"Fuck off!" I shouted at the guard. Honestly, I think he was the nice one's, but I was so pissed I didn't care.

"We're fine thanks," Marlene sighed, "so what happened at the mall?"

"We got there, we got bit. She turned. I sh-shot her. You bastards showed up. I almost stabbed that ass-hole who tried to steal her stuff. You know the rest,"

"By the rest you mean you not eating, not drinking, and then prepping to top yourself?" she said. I simply gave her the most dangerous glare I could muster.

"So," she continued, unfazed by me look, "when in all of that did you two get all lovey dovey?" she said grinning. That just pissed me off even more. So I made a decision.

"I'll start at the beginning…"