| second part of Endlessly |
[Jul. 23rd, 2008|12:47 am] |
Chapter 2, You kept it. ((Last part of Endlessly, She Said))
"I don't know if I wanna go." Drakan said with a kind and polite smile. She didn't want to go for several reasons she wouldn't say, and probably never would.
"But..but... We've got backstage passes." Rin replied as crystaline tears appeared by her brown eyes. She knew that Drakan would do what she said if she began to tear up. It was inevitable. "It took a lot of money to get them!"
"Can you take someone else?" Drakan asked as her black wolf ears drooped depressedly. She didn't want to see him, but... she had to. [i]She [b]had[/b] to.[/i] A blood-red painted fingernail traveled to her mouth as she bit at it. "I don't .... I don't want to..."
"If you don't, Drak, you won't move on." Rin replied with an understanding tone as she felt the tears become a bit more hot. "I know it, and you know it."
Drakan's wildfire eyes lifted themselves off the floor to peer at Rin's own. "I know.. .but it hurts. So much." She clutched her chest, and her voice became soft. "Like I'm breaking apart again."
"It's not a walk in the park for him, either. You owe him so much already. The least you can do is see him again."
"Yes." Drakan sighed softly. "I suppose you're right." She got up off of the bed, and went to her closet.
"How will he know it's you, Drak, and not someone else?" Rin asked. Drakan didn't answer until Rin seemed to give up and walked until she was half-way through the door when Drakan answered fondly, "We have our own way."
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Before the concert...
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It was probably an endless mass of people whom had come by for them to sign and greet. "Have an awesome time, lovely.
"Shall we?" That one line was hardly above a whisper, but it spoke so many volumes. Of all the questions, that was the one Davey Havok heard the most, not to mention the clearest.
Davey's brown eyes widened when he heard that line. No one but... "Nothing's dif-fer-ent." He answered in a very 'Phantom of The Opera"-esque voice. He repeated it, lovingly and softly, "Sha-all we?"
"No-uhthing's different." The reply seemed to long for the other, as a wolf longs for a pack. "Shall ... we?"
Davey's smile returned. [i]It is her![/i] He repeated, "Nothing's different..." Did she forgive him after all this time?
The sound of another, unfamilliar voice cut his conscience as a man in black leaned over to whisper, "Sorry, show's gonna start in ten minutes." Davey was in no position to refuse, and he apologized to those standing inline. He glanced over the gathered crowd, but saw no notion that the person he was looking for was there in the large gathering. He even seriously doubted that she was even there to begin with...
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Afer the concert
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There was a smaller group who decided to throw a party for A Fire Inside, more commonly known as "A.F.I.", in an old mansion across town. The participants at the concert, whether they were attending or working, were invited to attend the party. Several people were already there by the time Drakan and Rin arrived at the party. After a half hour of mingling, Drakan took her glass of whiskey, (she severely hated wine, and she wasn't in the mood for beer), she told Rin that if she wanted Drakan, she'd be out on the balcony. "And no matter what, if Davey shows up, don't send him there." With that being said, Drakan walked away, although she swerved and twisted to avoid dancing couples and tight-knit groups from here to there.
The band must have arrived not long after, because Davey broke away to find Rin. Jade found her first, however, and asked, "Is everything underway?"
Rin nodded. "Yep. She's on the balcony, like we planned."
Jade nodded, and half-smiled. "Alright. See you in a while." And he parted as soon as Davey appeared into view.
"Have you seen someone with wolf ears come by recently?"
"Yeah, she's on the balcony." Rin answered truthfully, and said, "She's waiting."
Davey's response was a nod, and as he skillfully avoided contact with the partygoers, Jade and Rin smiled at each other. Yes, the plan was a success. They didn't have to see it to know that it was going to work. So very predictable, the both of them...
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Balcony
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Davey stepped on the soft carpet that ended at the balcony's opening. He waited before he continued, softly, silently. Again, he sang, "I feel see through..."
Drakan's ears perked, and she jerked. She wasn't expecting THAT voice nor THAT phrase here. Although it was him, she didn't raise up from her droopy stance over the balcony railing, her drink in one hand, the other hanging off in a 180 degree angle, wrist lowered as she watched the people come and go, and cars arrive and drive away from the mansion. "Can you," Drakan turned to see -- Her smile betrayed her emotions. "see through me?" She ended with a voice hardly above a whisper as her heart seemed to break and fly at the same time. "Dave-Dave -- Davey." Her eyes softened rather quickly. He came back.
He walked over to the railing as well, about a foot away from where she was leaning over, and said, "I didn't mean the things I said back then." Davey inhaled deeply, searching for the right things to say. He dreamed of this moment when they'd met each other again. The things he would say that would mend it, and perhaps make it even better than what it was. "I--I didn't." Funny, how those sorts of things seemed to die and fade into the star-lit night. "Drakan, I'm so, so sorry. Please, forgive me." A tear began to trickle down his face.
She couldn't help but feel... guilty. It didn't matter that she was just a child those many years ago, it still hurt her to see him begin to cry. Even so, her face twisted into a sympathetic smile. It was soft at first, but it soon grew wider as she remembered the things he had taught her, and about his companionship she had for so long. He kept her safe, and warm. He even treated her like she was a real human being. Even so, her lips didn't part, but trembled instead. "Davey, you don't need to apologize." Her eyes soon dropped one lone, solitary tear from her mistying eyes. God, he didn't have to do this.
As it trickled slowly down her face, she put his head onto her fast-beating heart, and placed her own head onto his and whispered, so uncharacteristically delicate for Drakan, "You kept your promise you made for me so many years ago. Remember?" She closed her eyes, and more joined their fallen brother. She continued softly, "You came back to me." |
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