catfishally
Cadet
A CRACK DEALER?!
He had better save her or I am gonna be super pissed!
He had better save her or I am gonna be super pissed!
Broken
- Thread starter SkyGirl5
- Start date
i love vaughny
Cadet
sleepover!
SkyGirl5
Cadet
um, yeah, again, just no -- see my reply to your post in TRTmIchaEl is SoO frEakIn nIce, I luV hIm heAps, I HopE hE gIveS Syd hEr hApPy eNdIng
dAmn Pm'Z thEy sHoulD bE wOrkIng aGaIN
-luv Em
mbellsdiva
Cadet
I hope he can get her to continue to stay with him.
She does not need to live in that (crack selling) apartment any more.
Sleeping on the couch is fine for a while.
She did have a point, the couch is much much better than a cardboard box or alley.
His place is also much much safer.
She does not need to live in that (crack selling) apartment any more.
Sleeping on the couch is fine for a while.
She did have a point, the couch is much much better than a cardboard box or alley.
His place is also much much safer.
Addicted 2 Alias
Cadet
yay theyre SO gonna get married ^_^ lolI can't believe she has to live in conditions like that
not much better than living on the street.I hope she stays with Michael more permantly
Aly..x
jessie tubb
Cadet
that was great
it is sad that syd had to live in those conditions
im glad she is staying with vaughn
it is sad that syd had to live in those conditions
im glad she is staying with vaughn
Alwazabrat
Cadet
That was great ... aww Michael soo has to be her happy ending ... I'm waiting for Eric to walk in and find her or something ... aww glad he wants to help ... maybe she can move in with her friend from school ??? ... thanks for the PM ... more soon please
74Aliaschickita47
Cadet
Goodnight you too.
Lol. *starts going to sleep* "I don't have anything to do!" *thinks to self* HEY! I DIDN'T READ BROKEN YET. Lol. My exact thoughts. ^_^ Lol. But really... I didn't have ANYTHING to do, so I started going to bed... I know going to bed at ten on a weekend with no school left anymore... I'm a loser.
STORIES DO NOT I REPEAT DO NO HAVE TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!
-Le Tired :beret:
irate2:
Goodnight you too.
Lol. *starts going to sleep* "I don't have anything to do!" *thinks to self* HEY! I DIDN'T READ BROKEN YET. Lol. My exact thoughts. ^_^ Lol. But really... I didn't have ANYTHING to do, so I started going to bed... I know going to bed at ten on a weekend with no school left anymore... I'm a loser.
STORIES DO NOT I REPEAT DO NO HAVE TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!
-Le Tired :beret: irate2:
Lol. *starts going to sleep* "I don't have anything to do!" *thinks to self* HEY! I DIDN'T READ BROKEN YET. Lol. My exact thoughts. ^_^ Lol. But really... I didn't have ANYTHING to do, so I started going to bed... I know going to bed at ten on a weekend with no school left anymore... I'm a loser.
STORIES DO NOT I REPEAT DO NO HAVE TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!
-Le Tired :beret:
irate2:Goodnight you too.
Lol. *starts going to sleep* "I don't have anything to do!" *thinks to self* HEY! I DIDN'T READ BROKEN YET. Lol. My exact thoughts. ^_^ Lol. But really... I didn't have ANYTHING to do, so I started going to bed... I know going to bed at ten on a weekend with no school left anymore... I'm a loser.
STORIES DO NOT I REPEAT DO NO HAVE TO HAVE A HAPPY ENDING!
-Le Tired :beret:
irate2:oooRevesDouxooo
Cadet
cute... told ya he should take her to his place.. haha.. .. which you already knew that would happen but i like to think that i had something to do with it.. haha
.. which you already knew that would happen but i like to think that i had something to do with it.. hahascullymulder1234
Cadet
Awww...Vaughn's a sweetheart....but dang, Syd's freakin' tough.
Incredible job -- your writing keeps getting better and better. But..uhm....are the PM's working? 'Cause I didn't get one.
Incredible job -- your writing keeps getting better and better. But..uhm....are the PM's working? 'Cause I didn't get one.
I didn't get a pm either. But that's ok, because I went here and was pleasantly surprised to see another chapter of Broken was up! Woohoo! 
Awsome update...I'm so glad Syd is staying with Michael instead of with a bunch of crack w**res. cuz it's just not right for a nice girl like Sydney to be living with those people when there's a perfectly good couch
waiting for her at a perfectly gorgeous, rich therapist's apartment. And he happens to be crazy about her. duh.
Will Syd continue to stay with mike or will he help her find another place to live? Vaughn to the rescue! :super:
Either way, things will get interesting...
Awsome update...I'm so glad Syd is staying with Michael instead of with a bunch of crack w**res. cuz it's just not right for a nice girl like Sydney to be living with those people when there's a perfectly good couch
waiting for her at a perfectly gorgeous, rich therapist's apartment. And he happens to be crazy about her. duh. Will Syd continue to stay with mike or will he help her find another place to live? Vaughn to the rescue! :super:
Either way, things will get interesting...
kittykatsmeow
Cadet
So...they're in the same apartment...now we just gotta get them to sleep in the same room.
Chicketepee
Cadet
awww poor syd i am glad syd is staying with vaughn
thanks for the pm
update soon
luv Chicketepee :seehearspeak:
thanks for the pm
update soon
luv Chicketepee :seehearspeak:
SkyGirl5
Cadet
to repeat: PMs have stopped working so you won't be getting them (most likely)
Chapter 8
The next morning when Michael rolled out of bed at 10 a.m. he found Sydney curled up on the couch under a blanket watching the TV at a very low volume. “Hey, how long have you been up?” he asked her.
“Three hours,” she responded as she switched off the TV.
“THREE HOURS?!” he gasped. “Why the hell’d you get up at 7 a.m.?”
She shrugged. “I haven’t been able to sleep late for ages.”
“Alright… you want breakfast?” he offered.
“Oh no, I don’t want you to feel like you have to make me something… I have water, I’m fine,” she said as she held up her glass.
“Okay first, water isn’t breakfast,” he laughed. “Second, I always make eggs on Sunday morning.”
“Oh… well, I’ll have some eggs then… if you don’t mind,” she added cautiously.
“No problem at all. Have a seat,” he gestured towards the high counter with tall stools in front of him.
She slid up on one of the stools and watched him pull a carton of eggs from the refrigerator and crack them into a pan. “You… you don’t have any alcohol here?” she asked cautiously.
“No… why? Were you looking for some?!” he asked in utter horror.
“NO! No,” she said quickly. “I just had to go through most of your cabinets to find the glass,” she said sheepishly. “Sorry…”
“Oh, that’s fine,” he laughed softly. “But no, I don’t have any.”
“Mind if I ask why?”
“My dad was an alcoholic,” he told her.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said quietly.
“It’s alright,” he sighed. “I mean… he wasn’t abusive or anything… he just never left the couch until he drank himself to death.”
“Wow,” Sydney sighed. Then she was quiet a moment before continuing, “My mom never let alcohol into the house… she said it was the devil’s drink,” she laughed softly.
“Nice,” he laughed. Then he looked at her curiously for a moment, but turned away quickly, scorning himself for trying to diagnose her.
“I drank for a while,” she continued voluntarily, “until I realized that bad things happen when you’re intoxicated… and I never drank again.”
“Bad things?” he asked cautiously.
She nodded. “To people around me.”
“And to you?”
She shook her head. “Almost… but no, unless you count a few bruises and broken fingers from falling down the steps.”
“Ouch,” he cringed.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “Well anyway, I guess I need to figure out where I’m going to stay,” she said, quickly changing the subject. She was in no mood to talk about anything sad or that would make her cry that morning.
“Right, well I assume you have a rather tight budget, right?” he asked as he scraped the eggs from their pan and onto two plates, one of which he handed to her.
“Very,” she sighed. “I mean, between my tuition, books, bus fair and every day stuff, I barely had enough left over to make rent.”
“Which was?” he asked.
“About a hundred and fifty dollars,” she cringed.
Michael nearly choked on his eggs. “One fifty? Ok, there is no way we can find you a place to stay where you won’t get shot at for that price…”
“I know,” she sighed.
“You’ll… just stay here,” he said quickly.
“What? No, Michael I can’t put you out like that,” she told him.
“Why not?” he asked.
“Well.. because. I mean, you don’t have an extra room and I don’t wanna… cramp your style.”
“Cramp my style?” he laughed. “Well yes, I guess I will have to cut down on the wild parties celebrating Freud I throw…”
She laughed. “I’m serious. I mean… if you brought a date home and I was sitting on your couch what would she think?!”
“Sydney, trust me, that is not a problem,” he assured her.
“You’re a priest slash therapist?” she smiled at him.
“No,” he laughed. “I just… well I mean, I don’t think that would be a problem, but if something arises why don’t we just leave it as a ‘cross that bridge when we come to it’ type thing.”
She sighed. “You’re really okay with this?”
“I absolutely am. Besides, this is closer to your school, right?” he asked.
“Yes, but further from work,” she said.
“Well… you work at a grocery store chain, right? You could transfer I suppose…”
“Sure,” she shrugged.
“And I think you should go back into therapy,” he told her. She grumbled and stabbed rather violently at the eggs on her plate. “I’m serious, Sydney.”
“I know,” she sighed. “But… but the only person I liked talking to… was you,” she said very quietly.
He smiled softly at this, glad that their trust hadn’t disappeared. “So talk to me.”
“I can’t afford you.”
He laughed softly. “I promise our conversations will be free of charge.”
She smiled. “Are you really sure about this?”
“Yes,” he laughed. “And stop asking that.”
“Alright… thank you very much, Michael… but will you at least let me pay you rent?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Groceries? Come on, I work at the store and get a five percent discount!”
He laughed. “Half the groceries?” he offered to appease her.
“Deal,” she said.
“Alright then, let me get dressed and we can go get your stuff out of that hole you lived in,” he told her.
An hour later, Michael was helping Sydney collect her belongings and carry them out to her car, all the while stepping quietly around her still sleeping roommates. Once they were done and leaving, Michael’s whole body shivered. “That place was disgusting.”
“Yeah… but believe it or not, I’ve been in worse,” she sighed. Michael lowered his head; he believed it, but it hurt. “Well anyway, at least I don’t have that much stuff, right?”
“You hardly have anything… you hardly have any clothes!”
“I know,” she sighed. “Can’t really afford them.”
“Well, you’re lucky we live in LA and you don’t need winter stuff,” he sighed.
“I know.”
“Alright, alright, let’s just get out of this place,” he shivered once more. Sydney laughed at him. “What?”
“Oh… you just wouldn’t survive an hour out there.”
“I know and I pride myself on that,” he smiled at her. She rolled her eyes.
PM LIST
Chapter 8
The next morning when Michael rolled out of bed at 10 a.m. he found Sydney curled up on the couch under a blanket watching the TV at a very low volume. “Hey, how long have you been up?” he asked her.
“Three hours,” she responded as she switched off the TV.
“THREE HOURS?!” he gasped. “Why the hell’d you get up at 7 a.m.?”
She shrugged. “I haven’t been able to sleep late for ages.”
“Alright… you want breakfast?” he offered.
“Oh no, I don’t want you to feel like you have to make me something… I have water, I’m fine,” she said as she held up her glass.
“Okay first, water isn’t breakfast,” he laughed. “Second, I always make eggs on Sunday morning.”
“Oh… well, I’ll have some eggs then… if you don’t mind,” she added cautiously.
“No problem at all. Have a seat,” he gestured towards the high counter with tall stools in front of him.
She slid up on one of the stools and watched him pull a carton of eggs from the refrigerator and crack them into a pan. “You… you don’t have any alcohol here?” she asked cautiously.
“No… why? Were you looking for some?!” he asked in utter horror.
“NO! No,” she said quickly. “I just had to go through most of your cabinets to find the glass,” she said sheepishly. “Sorry…”
“Oh, that’s fine,” he laughed softly. “But no, I don’t have any.”
“Mind if I ask why?”
“My dad was an alcoholic,” he told her.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said quietly.
“It’s alright,” he sighed. “I mean… he wasn’t abusive or anything… he just never left the couch until he drank himself to death.”
“Wow,” Sydney sighed. Then she was quiet a moment before continuing, “My mom never let alcohol into the house… she said it was the devil’s drink,” she laughed softly.
“Nice,” he laughed. Then he looked at her curiously for a moment, but turned away quickly, scorning himself for trying to diagnose her.
“I drank for a while,” she continued voluntarily, “until I realized that bad things happen when you’re intoxicated… and I never drank again.”
“Bad things?” he asked cautiously.
She nodded. “To people around me.”
“And to you?”
She shook her head. “Almost… but no, unless you count a few bruises and broken fingers from falling down the steps.”
“Ouch,” he cringed.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “Well anyway, I guess I need to figure out where I’m going to stay,” she said, quickly changing the subject. She was in no mood to talk about anything sad or that would make her cry that morning.
“Right, well I assume you have a rather tight budget, right?” he asked as he scraped the eggs from their pan and onto two plates, one of which he handed to her.
“Very,” she sighed. “I mean, between my tuition, books, bus fair and every day stuff, I barely had enough left over to make rent.”
“Which was?” he asked.
“About a hundred and fifty dollars,” she cringed.
Michael nearly choked on his eggs. “One fifty? Ok, there is no way we can find you a place to stay where you won’t get shot at for that price…”
“I know,” she sighed.
“You’ll… just stay here,” he said quickly.
“What? No, Michael I can’t put you out like that,” she told him.
“Why not?” he asked.
“Well.. because. I mean, you don’t have an extra room and I don’t wanna… cramp your style.”
“Cramp my style?” he laughed. “Well yes, I guess I will have to cut down on the wild parties celebrating Freud I throw…”
She laughed. “I’m serious. I mean… if you brought a date home and I was sitting on your couch what would she think?!”
“Sydney, trust me, that is not a problem,” he assured her.
“You’re a priest slash therapist?” she smiled at him.
“No,” he laughed. “I just… well I mean, I don’t think that would be a problem, but if something arises why don’t we just leave it as a ‘cross that bridge when we come to it’ type thing.”
She sighed. “You’re really okay with this?”
“I absolutely am. Besides, this is closer to your school, right?” he asked.
“Yes, but further from work,” she said.
“Well… you work at a grocery store chain, right? You could transfer I suppose…”
“Sure,” she shrugged.
“And I think you should go back into therapy,” he told her. She grumbled and stabbed rather violently at the eggs on her plate. “I’m serious, Sydney.”
“I know,” she sighed. “But… but the only person I liked talking to… was you,” she said very quietly.
He smiled softly at this, glad that their trust hadn’t disappeared. “So talk to me.”
“I can’t afford you.”
He laughed softly. “I promise our conversations will be free of charge.”
She smiled. “Are you really sure about this?”
“Yes,” he laughed. “And stop asking that.”
“Alright… thank you very much, Michael… but will you at least let me pay you rent?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Groceries? Come on, I work at the store and get a five percent discount!”
He laughed. “Half the groceries?” he offered to appease her.
“Deal,” she said.
“Alright then, let me get dressed and we can go get your stuff out of that hole you lived in,” he told her.
An hour later, Michael was helping Sydney collect her belongings and carry them out to her car, all the while stepping quietly around her still sleeping roommates. Once they were done and leaving, Michael’s whole body shivered. “That place was disgusting.”
“Yeah… but believe it or not, I’ve been in worse,” she sighed. Michael lowered his head; he believed it, but it hurt. “Well anyway, at least I don’t have that much stuff, right?”
“You hardly have anything… you hardly have any clothes!”
“I know,” she sighed. “Can’t really afford them.”
“Well, you’re lucky we live in LA and you don’t need winter stuff,” he sighed.
“I know.”
“Alright, alright, let’s just get out of this place,” he shivered once more. Sydney laughed at him. “What?”
“Oh… you just wouldn’t survive an hour out there.”
“I know and I pride myself on that,” he smiled at her. She rolled her eyes.
PM LIST
47tttsv
6helterskelter6
74Aliaschickita47
Addicted 2 Alias
albob
alias#1
alias_chick_47
Alias79
AliasBub
Aliaschick347
aliasfan212
Aliasfan23
aliasisthebest
AliasSydney502
Alwazabrat
ams4alias
Angel
angiverl
anji_alias
aprilsfool6
ashqua
ASIOagent
atekamel
Bamse
benzmine
blknight
buckeyealum2000
catfishally
Catpin
Chicketepee
ChrisM
cookiemonster
Crazy for Alias
cupcake55
dandan
derevkointraining
Donniegirl
EJ11
Faye Vaughn
fieldstation
6helterskelter6
74Aliaschickita47
Addicted 2 Alias
albob
alias#1
alias_chick_47
Alias79
AliasBub
Aliaschick347
aliasfan212
Aliasfan23
aliasisthebest
AliasSydney502
Alwazabrat
ams4alias
Angel
angiverl
anji_alias
aprilsfool6
ashqua
ASIOagent
atekamel
Bamse
benzmine
blknight
buckeyealum2000
catfishally
Catpin
Chicketepee
ChrisM
cookiemonster
Crazy for Alias
cupcake55
dandan
derevkointraining
Donniegirl
EJ11
Faye Vaughn
fieldstation
fire*N*ice
frangipani
freckles3706
Freelancer7315
freelancer79
funkymonkey
grassyass
gregstar
gucci_94
gtwallichs
hannahb
helpleessromantic
i love vaughny
i'm an aliasaholic
invisible
jadeygirl
KAliasGirl
Kate_14
kittykatsmeow
k-mila
leelow13
les400coups
Lily Ella
LittleNicky
Lovygirl
maddy28
mbellsdiva
mnkdance963
Michael_Vartan_Rocks
mightylittleone
Minttu
MH55995
mountaineer_girl
Ms.MichaelVaughn
Nancy O
newyorkaise
one&only44
oooRevesDouxooo
pansarah1
Phoenixwannabe
PIpp
PointguysGirl
Prediction 47
Remys24
frangipani
freckles3706
Freelancer7315
freelancer79
funkymonkey
grassyass
gregstar
gucci_94
gtwallichs
hannahb
helpleessromantic
i love vaughny
i'm an aliasaholic
invisible
jadeygirl
KAliasGirl
Kate_14
kittykatsmeow
k-mila
leelow13
les400coups
Lily Ella
LittleNicky
Lovygirl
maddy28
mbellsdiva
mnkdance963
Michael_Vartan_Rocks
mightylittleone
Minttu
MH55995
mountaineer_girl
Ms.MichaelVaughn
Nancy O
newyorkaise
one&only44
oooRevesDouxooo
pansarah1
Phoenixwannabe
PIpp
PointguysGirl
Prediction 47
Remys24
sabbiee_co
scullymulder1234
Silvinha
sparklingrainbow
SpyChic16
Spydrummer06
SpygirlAmy
stealthy
SuperDuck123
superspy
Syd&Vaughn4eva
Syd_ Vaughn
syd26
Syd4Vaughn
SydAPO05
sydney_alias_vaughn
sydneymicheal
SydneyVaughn47
SydVaughn1001
seevanw
sydofthesea
tblash423
texasalias2004
Thayna
tubby
UndercoverPhoenix47
vartan-lova
Vaughn-a-holic!439
vaughnshoney
vaughnsgurl4lf
Wild_Child
wiseman
xxaliasluverxx
scullymulder1234
Silvinha
sparklingrainbow
SpyChic16
Spydrummer06
SpygirlAmy
stealthy
SuperDuck123
superspy
Syd&Vaughn4eva
Syd_ Vaughn
syd26
Syd4Vaughn
SydAPO05
sydney_alias_vaughn
sydneymicheal
SydneyVaughn47
SydVaughn1001
seevanw
sydofthesea
tblash423
texasalias2004
Thayna
tubby
UndercoverPhoenix47
vartan-lova
Vaughn-a-holic!439
vaughnshoney
vaughnsgurl4lf
Wild_Child
wiseman
xxaliasluverxx
Syd&Vaughn4eva
Cadet
way cute!
Yay she is staying at his place!
Gabby
Yay she is staying at his place!
Gabby