Faking the Steps, 6/7

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b>Title: "Faking the Steps"
Author: jade__paper
Email: rice_kristi@hotmail.com
Rating: PG
Pairing: BB/DM
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and mean no disrespect in writing this. <3
Author's notes: This seems a good a place as any to end this. But what do you think? More? Or does it seem... ended? Two updates in one day because, well, I don't know if I'll be able to update tomorrow. By the way... have I really made any of you cry? Thank you for everything: trulyjewelz trash_puppet crazy4dominic queenrayven hobbits_r_cute id_wants_out kolywoble silver1226



Dom dreams about Billy after he falls asleep again.

Dom is sitting by a creek, and he has a rock in his hands.

Billy comes over to him, and Dom hides the rock, as if Billy would steal it from him.

"Give it to me, stop hiding it from me, you wank," Billy sneers.

Dom is afraid that if Billy takes it, he'll crush it.

"I want it, give it to me, now."

Dom feels like crying. He feels like he's a little boy.

"You'll break it, I just know you will. It's important to me, you can't have it," Dom protests.

"Stop fighting it, just give me--"

"No! It's mine, you can't have it!"

"Fine! Be alone!" And Dom heard singing. A gap began to open under him. He tried to scramble away while holding on to the rock at the same time. He started to fall. He lost his footing, and the singing got louder.

He tried, hopelessly, to hold on to the edge of the hole, getting dirt under his fingernails. Billy stood by, just inches from him. Why wasn't Billy helping him?

"Give it to me, Monaghan, give it here and everything will be fine."

But Dom didn't trust him. He let go of the edge, trying to get away from this person, this Billy that he didn't know.

Dom threw up the rock and started falling, falling, always falling. He landed in a place much like where he had began. Billy was there, and he had the rock on a pedestal next to him. Singing. Billy was singing to him. God, Dom loved it when Billy sang.

"If I sit here one more moment
I'm afraid I'll go insane
One mere moment of faking the steps
And I'm afraid I can no longer stand

Maybe after all this time
We can agree to disagree
Because as I fake the steps
And pretend to adore
When really, actually, I love."

Then he woke up.

The day was fresh. But this morning didn't smell like loving Billy, or falling out of love with Billy. It smelled like giving Billy his rock, which, Dom deduced, turned out to be something he held rather close to him.

His heart.






Part Five ;; Part Four ;;Part Three ;; Part Two ;; Part One ;; Prequel