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absinthfire.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Mar. 3rd, 2004 08:12 pm)Mechanical
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Rating: PG, I can’t believe I wrote PG
Summary: What do you say when you’re relieved your mate is loosing his girl but his heart is breaking?
Disclaimer: I don’t know them. I’m sure they Pixie is a lovely little thing. Just a bit of mental release.
Warning: Angst? Yeah, angst.
Notes: Thanks to a lovely betaevanonearth
It’s mechanical really. Scrub. Rub. Swish. Rinse. Repeat. His mind wasn’t in it, it was drifting; clouded. Everything seemed so dull, so muted; he tried to focus on his task but it was futile.
I don’t know what to do, Dom. I love her, I do. But I can feel us drifting apart, feel something pulling us apart. The few moments we share now are shared with harsh words. We lash out at each other but I don’t think we mean to. We’re falling apart, Dom. What do I do? I love her.
He had been so sad, so hurt, so needing; what was there that Dom could tell him? What do you say when you’re relieved your mate is loosing his girl but his heart is breaking? She’s a manipulative wench, that one, and Dom’s been waiting for the day that Bill would open his eyes and see it.
Tell me it’s going to be alright Dommie. Tell me it’s all gonna be fine and everything will mend. I’ll believe you if you tell me. Please, Dommie?
And he did. He told him everything would be right as rain and not to worry his pretty little head about it. What else could he do? He was hurting, he was pleading; he needed to hear it whether it was true or not.
She says that you’re no good. That I shouldn’t waste my time with you. She says you’re always up to no good and are never going to make anything of yourself. She says that you look at me wrong, Dom. She thinks you’re trying to take me away from her.
What now? It’s the interviews, mate. It’s playing to the cameras, the fans; she just takes it wrong. You know I love you, but not like that, mate. You know that, right? As for being no good, never being anything… is that what you think, Bill?
I love you too, Dom. I don’t know what she wants from me. You’re making something of yourself now, you wanker. But you’re still no good.
And he laughed and it was good to hear but then it was still…
I love her, Dom. I’ll do anything she wants me to do. What if what she wants is for me to stop seeing you?
The water was scalding his hands now but he didn’t even notice.
What if what she wants is for me to stop seeing you?
There was no more scrub, no rub anymore just standing motionless, staring as the water burnt through his skin. What would he do without Billy? Would Bill really do that? Was she really worth so much more to him?
I love her, Dom. But I love you too. What do I do? I suffocate without her but can I live without you?
Dom had no answer to those only matching tears. When the phone rang he turned off the water and stared at it. Can I live without you?
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absinthfireRating: PG, I can’t believe I wrote PG
Summary: What do you say when you’re relieved your mate is loosing his girl but his heart is breaking?
Disclaimer: I don’t know them. I’m sure they Pixie is a lovely little thing. Just a bit of mental release.
Warning: Angst? Yeah, angst.
Notes: Thanks to a lovely beta
evanonearthIt’s mechanical really. Scrub. Rub. Swish. Rinse. Repeat. His mind wasn’t in it, it was drifting; clouded. Everything seemed so dull, so muted; he tried to focus on his task but it was futile.
I don’t know what to do, Dom. I love her, I do. But I can feel us drifting apart, feel something pulling us apart. The few moments we share now are shared with harsh words. We lash out at each other but I don’t think we mean to. We’re falling apart, Dom. What do I do? I love her.
He had been so sad, so hurt, so needing; what was there that Dom could tell him? What do you say when you’re relieved your mate is loosing his girl but his heart is breaking? She’s a manipulative wench, that one, and Dom’s been waiting for the day that Bill would open his eyes and see it.
Tell me it’s going to be alright Dommie. Tell me it’s all gonna be fine and everything will mend. I’ll believe you if you tell me. Please, Dommie?
And he did. He told him everything would be right as rain and not to worry his pretty little head about it. What else could he do? He was hurting, he was pleading; he needed to hear it whether it was true or not.
She says that you’re no good. That I shouldn’t waste my time with you. She says you’re always up to no good and are never going to make anything of yourself. She says that you look at me wrong, Dom. She thinks you’re trying to take me away from her.
What now? It’s the interviews, mate. It’s playing to the cameras, the fans; she just takes it wrong. You know I love you, but not like that, mate. You know that, right? As for being no good, never being anything… is that what you think, Bill?
I love you too, Dom. I don’t know what she wants from me. You’re making something of yourself now, you wanker. But you’re still no good.
And he laughed and it was good to hear but then it was still…
I love her, Dom. I’ll do anything she wants me to do. What if what she wants is for me to stop seeing you?
The water was scalding his hands now but he didn’t even notice.
What if what she wants is for me to stop seeing you?
There was no more scrub, no rub anymore just standing motionless, staring as the water burnt through his skin. What would he do without Billy? Would Bill really do that? Was she really worth so much more to him?
I love her, Dom. But I love you too. What do I do? I suffocate without her but can I live without you?
Dom had no answer to those only matching tears. When the phone rang he turned off the water and stared at it. Can I live without you?
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Poor Dom. Poor Billy. You even made me hate Ali, even though I normally luff her!
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*huggles Dommie, Billy, then you* Great job. I can't even explain why I loved it so, I'm just staring at it, saying "aww..." :)
Great job! *runs away*
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I suffocate without her but can I live without you? Absolutely lyrical and haunting!
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*insert choking sob type noise here*
Right.
Very well done, very good. I liked.