Memories of You and Me

*cries hysterically* *runs off to hid under a rock* YOU KILLED HER! YOU KILLED HER! *points* YOU'RE EVIL! :devil: you're more of a :devil: than i am!!!!!! :lol: j/k. but that was great. I love it.
--Mandy :angelic:
 
Aliasgirl47 said:
"I love you," I said as she got out.

"I love you too,...Michael," she said with a smile. It was the first and the last time, she would call me Michael.
At those two lines, you made me cry. That was so sad. She is dead. Bummer, but great story. You have such a talent, and I can see why you got nominated. I hope you win, because you really deserve it. This was suck a great chapter, and Vaughn's emotions were written so well. Awesome job, and thanks for the pm. Can't wait for more!

Love ya,

Lauren :angelic:
 
shes dead??? NOOOOOOOOOOOO. i cant wait for the next chap. hopefully it wont be as depressing as the last one. it was still good tho.
 
oh gosh, I didn't think it would create so many emotions. People cried, wow...In a way I like that because my whole goal in writing anything is that if you can make one person feell one of the true human emotions, then you've done your job right...there will be a new chapter up soon, and I will give out the Pm's. This story is gonna be angsty for a while longer, but it might look up, you'll just have to see...I know I'm evil, sorry...but I know what's gonna happen and I always have something up my sleeve, so don't fear, or bite my head off like the Pm said! lol!

btw-thanks for your support Lauren, I think it would be cool if I won too! lol!

love you guys!
Mandi
 
alright, glad you guys enjoyed this, or didn't enjoy it so much! lol! but anyway, here is the next part...don't hate me if it's still sad, because like annie said, the sun'll come out tomorrow...or eventually, i think...
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Vaughn POV

I felt someone shaking me and the sunlight poured in through my eyelids. It was her, it had to be. The bright light-my angel on earth.

"Sydney?" I barely whispered. "Sydney, is it you? Where are you?"

"Mike, it's gonna be ok. Mike, it's me, Eric. Wake up man," said a voice as a hand patted my cheek.

I opened my eyes. I was on the wet ground. The rain had stopped and Weiss was standing over me.

And then I turned to look, and then I saw it. The grave. Sydney's grave. The pale granite stone stared at me, as if mocking me, taunting me, with it's inscription. And the empty, twisting feeling returned and reality hit me smack in the face. Sydney wasn't here. Never again would I see her. It was over. It had been over. But every fiber of my being wanted to hold on and never let go.
 
"Mike, are you ok?" he asked as he reached out his hand and pulled me up.

"I'm...fine"

"No, your not. What happened there?" he asked as we walked to his car. He opened the door for me and I got in dripping fresh raindrops on his clean black leather seats.

"I don't know, I guess my emotions got hte best of me...wait, why were you here?"

"Same reason you were. It's the anniversary...four years."

"Yeah..."

"Mike, I think we need to talk about it," said Weiss.

"I think we don't," I replied in a harsh tone.
 
"Look man, I know you won't agree with me, but you are having trouble getting through this. I mean you can't deny that after your little incident in the cemetery this morning," he said as he drove. "And you won't get better unless you talk about it and well, you won't talk to Barnett, so talk to me."

"Fine. But what am I supposed to say? I don't sleep at night, these past four years have felt like a life time, that I partially blame myself for not being there, that I should let go but some part of me won't. There I said it, but it doesn't help. Nothing helps! When she died, so did I..." I practically yelled.

"Easy now...I know this is hard. It's been hard for all of us. I miss her and I loved her, never the way the way you did, only in a friendly way, but it's love all the same. And I know it's hard to keep going but you can't just stop living your life."

"Weiss, she was my life, and now that she is gone I have nothing left..."

"The pain mends, it'll always be there, but one day you'll move on and it will be easier to deal with"
 
"I don't see how that could happen. Look, just drop me off at home, I'm taking the day off."

"He'll know why you're home," warned Weiss.

"I don't care, he'll just have to yell at someone else today," I said as I got out the car.

As I was walking to my door, Weiss yelled, " hey Mike, maybe you should take some time off and go on a little vacation. Go somewhere new, find some new scenery to take your mind off things."

"You know, I think I will, what else is left for me to do? I guess I'll see you whenever I get back from wherever I'm going...And Weiss?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks," I smiled to him. Then we said good bye and he drove off leaving me alone at my house.
 
I was glad not to be at work. I was glad not to be in that debreifing room where this all started. I was glad not to have to sit next to the chair that was once hers, now occupied by a new agent, who would never been and pretty and all around wonderful as Sydney was.

But right then and there I decided that I was leaving this town. I didn't know how long and I wasn't sure of where I was going. And I also didn't know that it would be there that fate would save my mortal soul.

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ok, I know this chpter wasn't too interesting, but the next one is where the plot gets suspensful and interesting
 
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