(![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
sweetzattack.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
monaboyd Jul. 19th, 2004 05:01 am)
sweetzattack.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Jul. 19th, 2004 05:01 am)Title: Two out of three ain't bad, Part 7/?
Status: WIP
Author: His Dark Materials aka (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sweetzattack)
Pairings: Monaboyd, Billy/Ali, Dom/girl
Rating: PG-ish, I'd say...nothing toooo porny ;o)
Warning: as usual: angst ahead
Summary: When one heart loves, another one breaks...
Disclaimer: Dom and Billy live in my bedroom and are right now trying on all my skirts. Don't own skirts. The rest is history.
Other parts: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6
Billy hadn’t even found the strength to get himself a drink that night, instead, he just turned around, head bowed, feeling like crying again but during the last few days he had cried himself dry. There just weren’t any tears left in him, there was nothing but emptiness.
He went back to the guestroom and buried his face in Dom’s pillow, trying to shut out Lena’s scent and finally fell asleep again.
There were only two more ways he could think of to be able to bear all this right then: In his sleep or when he was drunk.
Pure exhaustion and two sleeping pills he had taken early in the morning when he had gotten up to go to the bathroom kept him in the blessed realms of sleep until he awoke from the muffled sound of Alison’s voice.
Outside, it was getting dark again.
He couldn’t make out what she said, but as he heard nobody else, he figured she was on the phone.
Billy didn’t even know what forced him out of bed, but some sort of strange instinct told him to and before he even realized what he was doing, he had swung the door open and stood in the livingroom.
Ali’s voice came from the kitchen.
“...now that’s just wonderful, dear!”
“...”
“When will you sta...?”
“...”
“Oh, so soon? Where will you...?”
“...”
“Such a beautiful country...I’m a little jealous.”
Ali chuckled and Billy started to wonder who could be there on the phone, so he just walked into the kitchen, looking as casual as possible, slightly waving to his girlfriend.
To his surprise, Alison threw him a glance but continued to smile before she spoke again.
“So I guess you’ll have an awful lot to do now...won’t keep you any longer and...what?”
“...”
“Okay, I see...handing you over. Bye, dear, and good luck!”
With that, she handed the receiver to Billy, still smiling when she caught his questioning look.
“’tis Lena.” she mouthed and Billy was way too surprised to think when he brought the phone up to his ear.
What on earth could Dom’s girlfriend have to tell him?
“H...Hello?”
“Billy, it’s Lena. Look, I don’t wanna waste your time, I just wanted to sort things out.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about...” Billy was getting seriously confused.
“Dom told me about your...fight. Really, I’m sorry, I didn’t want him to come along. The two of you hadn’t seen each other for months and you really should spend some time together.”
“He obviously thought otherwise.” Billy replied a little colder than he had meant to.
Lena sighed.
“I know...but, really, he’s sorry. You’re his best mate and he misses you so much, Billy. He didn’t mean to yell at you.”
Billy sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair.
“Then why doesn’t he talk to me now?”
Lena chuckled a little. “Oh, come on. You’ve known him for so much longer than I have. You should’ve learned he’s as stubborn as a goat sometimes.”
She turned serious again.
“Billy, I want the two of you to work this out. I thought you could...no, wait, I’ll let Dom tell you. Handing you over to him. Bye, Billy...and thanks for listening.”
There was a muffled sound in the line and suddenly Dom’s voice rang in Billy’s ear.
“Billy?”
“Yes...”
“Listen...I’m sorry, Pip.”
Hearing Dom say his nickname was about all it took to make Billy forget about his anger – and to let all his emotions roll over him again.
Biting back a dry sob, he replied:
“It’s alright, Dommeh...really, it is. I understand your decision to be there for her.”
Billy didn’t feel as good about this as he pretended to, but it wasn’t a lie.
He knew what it meant to love someone and even in the deepest and darkest corners of his soul he knew now that Dom did love Lena.
What was even more: He knew why.
The two of them just matched, without even talking, they knew what the other needed.
Lena had needed Dom by her side and Dom had needed...him.
Billy.
As a mate.
And Lena had made them talk again.
If someone had told Billy a week ago he’d feel grateful for Lena being there one day, he’d probably have called them mental, if not worse.
Even though she’d been the reason he and Dom had fought, she had done everything she could to make up for it again.
“Look, Billy...” Dom started again, “Lena will leave for Spain in two weeks to shoot that movie and she suggested you might come over so we could spend some time together, what do you think?”
Billy’s heart jumped a little, a feeling he never thought he’d ever experience again.
“In two weeks? Sure, why not?”
“Alison’s invited as well of course.”
There was something odd in Dom’s voice but Billy couldn’t tell what it was.
“Yeah, of course.”
“So...you comin’ over?”
“Yes, Dommeh, comin’ over. See you in two weeks then, alright?”
“Sure it is. Looking forward to it...gotta go now, I’ve got an appointment and tonight, we’re meeting Doodle, Vig and Seanwise at the pub.”
“Have fun then...and give them a hug from me.”
“I will...oh, and...Billy?”
“Yes?”
“Glad we sorted this out. Really, I can’t wait to pick up your sorry Scottish arse at the airport.”
Now it was Billy’s turn to chuckle.
“Said arse can’t wait to get there as well...now run, or you’ll be late for your appointment.”
It was only after he’d hung up that Billy realized that his last sentence had said so much more than he had intended.
Status: WIP
Author: His Dark Materials aka (
sweetzattack) Pairings: Monaboyd, Billy/Ali, Dom/girl
Rating: PG-ish, I'd say...nothing toooo porny ;o)
Warning: as usual: angst ahead
Summary: When one heart loves, another one breaks...
Disclaimer: Dom and Billy live in my bedroom and are right now trying on all my skirts. Don't own skirts. The rest is history.
Other parts: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6
Billy hadn’t even found the strength to get himself a drink that night, instead, he just turned around, head bowed, feeling like crying again but during the last few days he had cried himself dry. There just weren’t any tears left in him, there was nothing but emptiness.
He went back to the guestroom and buried his face in Dom’s pillow, trying to shut out Lena’s scent and finally fell asleep again.
There were only two more ways he could think of to be able to bear all this right then: In his sleep or when he was drunk.
Pure exhaustion and two sleeping pills he had taken early in the morning when he had gotten up to go to the bathroom kept him in the blessed realms of sleep until he awoke from the muffled sound of Alison’s voice.
Outside, it was getting dark again.
He couldn’t make out what she said, but as he heard nobody else, he figured she was on the phone.
Billy didn’t even know what forced him out of bed, but some sort of strange instinct told him to and before he even realized what he was doing, he had swung the door open and stood in the livingroom.
Ali’s voice came from the kitchen.
“...now that’s just wonderful, dear!”
“...”
“When will you sta...?”
“...”
“Oh, so soon? Where will you...?”
“...”
“Such a beautiful country...I’m a little jealous.”
Ali chuckled and Billy started to wonder who could be there on the phone, so he just walked into the kitchen, looking as casual as possible, slightly waving to his girlfriend.
To his surprise, Alison threw him a glance but continued to smile before she spoke again.
“So I guess you’ll have an awful lot to do now...won’t keep you any longer and...what?”
“...”
“Okay, I see...handing you over. Bye, dear, and good luck!”
With that, she handed the receiver to Billy, still smiling when she caught his questioning look.
“’tis Lena.” she mouthed and Billy was way too surprised to think when he brought the phone up to his ear.
What on earth could Dom’s girlfriend have to tell him?
“H...Hello?”
“Billy, it’s Lena. Look, I don’t wanna waste your time, I just wanted to sort things out.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about...” Billy was getting seriously confused.
“Dom told me about your...fight. Really, I’m sorry, I didn’t want him to come along. The two of you hadn’t seen each other for months and you really should spend some time together.”
“He obviously thought otherwise.” Billy replied a little colder than he had meant to.
Lena sighed.
“I know...but, really, he’s sorry. You’re his best mate and he misses you so much, Billy. He didn’t mean to yell at you.”
Billy sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair.
“Then why doesn’t he talk to me now?”
Lena chuckled a little. “Oh, come on. You’ve known him for so much longer than I have. You should’ve learned he’s as stubborn as a goat sometimes.”
She turned serious again.
“Billy, I want the two of you to work this out. I thought you could...no, wait, I’ll let Dom tell you. Handing you over to him. Bye, Billy...and thanks for listening.”
There was a muffled sound in the line and suddenly Dom’s voice rang in Billy’s ear.
“Billy?”
“Yes...”
“Listen...I’m sorry, Pip.”
Hearing Dom say his nickname was about all it took to make Billy forget about his anger – and to let all his emotions roll over him again.
Biting back a dry sob, he replied:
“It’s alright, Dommeh...really, it is. I understand your decision to be there for her.”
Billy didn’t feel as good about this as he pretended to, but it wasn’t a lie.
He knew what it meant to love someone and even in the deepest and darkest corners of his soul he knew now that Dom did love Lena.
What was even more: He knew why.
The two of them just matched, without even talking, they knew what the other needed.
Lena had needed Dom by her side and Dom had needed...him.
Billy.
As a mate.
And Lena had made them talk again.
If someone had told Billy a week ago he’d feel grateful for Lena being there one day, he’d probably have called them mental, if not worse.
Even though she’d been the reason he and Dom had fought, she had done everything she could to make up for it again.
“Look, Billy...” Dom started again, “Lena will leave for Spain in two weeks to shoot that movie and she suggested you might come over so we could spend some time together, what do you think?”
Billy’s heart jumped a little, a feeling he never thought he’d ever experience again.
“In two weeks? Sure, why not?”
“Alison’s invited as well of course.”
There was something odd in Dom’s voice but Billy couldn’t tell what it was.
“Yeah, of course.”
“So...you comin’ over?”
“Yes, Dommeh, comin’ over. See you in two weeks then, alright?”
“Sure it is. Looking forward to it...gotta go now, I’ve got an appointment and tonight, we’re meeting Doodle, Vig and Seanwise at the pub.”
“Have fun then...and give them a hug from me.”
“I will...oh, and...Billy?”
“Yes?”
“Glad we sorted this out. Really, I can’t wait to pick up your sorry Scottish arse at the airport.”
Now it was Billy’s turn to chuckle.
“Said arse can’t wait to get there as well...now run, or you’ll be late for your appointment.”
It was only after he’d hung up that Billy realized that his last sentence had said so much more than he had intended.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
From:
no subject
For a second I thought she was phoning to tell them the dates for the WEDDING!!
Thank God that wasn't the reason for her phone call after all!
Great chapter again. Loved it!
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
:-P
From:
no subject
Now I'm glad that my bunnies aren't *that* evil. ;o)
Glad you liked...and now I'll be off to search the other chapters for scary stuff like this. lol
*gives away cookies, hugs and the promise for another chapter anytime tonight*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
impatiently for more*From:
no subject
Yeah, I guess, she might be alright after all...she has to be, we wouldn't want our Dommie to have some bad taste, do we? ;o)
*loves you too*
There will be more. Waaaaay more. One day, you'll be bored. lol
*huggles*
From:
no subject
If I ever get bored with this, you have my full, written permission to take me out back and beat me with a pineapple.
*huggles back*
From:
no subject
Great series can't wait for more.
From:
no subject
And: I suppose you're right. It might get worse.
...
No.
...
It *will*. ;o)
Glad you liked, more will be up later ;o)
*hugs*
From:
no subject
From:
no subject
omg, I can't wait for more.
From:
no subject
Wha...?
Me?
Never!
;o)