Greyhound Bound for Nowhere

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Disappointed doesn't come close to describing how I've felt lately.
I've missed two whole years of my life, and to top it all off, Vaughn got married.
My Vaughn got married.

I walk into the rotunda and I see him with her.
I know I shouldn't be mad at her, but I can't help but hate her.
She's touching him. She's kissing him. Not me.

The one person in the world I could count on gave up on me.

He looks over at me and I see the longing and the hurt in his eyes, but I give him nothing but a cold stare.
On the outside I am indifferent to him.
But on the inside my heart shatters at just the thought of him with someone else.

Before I can help it, I feels tears rolling down my cheeks.
I grab my keys and leave with no destination in mind.

Somehow I end up at the pier. Our pier.
I stand silently weeping, looking out over the ocean.
And then I feel him. I feel his eyes burning into my soul.
And my heart breaks again.

"Syd." That one word is all that I can stand and my sobbing turns to all out bawling.

He places a hand on my shoulder and I so much want to just lose myself in him.
But I pull away.

"I can't do this anymore." I say through falling tears.

"Do what?" He asks meeting my eyes with his.

"You know what, Vaughn. I can't sit back and watch you and her together."
I drop my head as I feel the tears resurface.

"Syd, please don't cry. Everything will work out eventually."

"When? You aren't going to leave her and I'm not waiting for something to happen that I know never will."
I pause. "I have to get away. Start a new life for myself."

The silence overwhelms us once again and it's suddenly too much for me to stand.
I slowly turn and walk towards my car. For the first time, I realize that he, too, is crying.
I don't look back but continue on my way.

After arriving home, I pack my bags and call a cab.
I just can't be here anymore. I've got to get away.

The cab pulls up minutes later and the driver helps me load up my things.

"Bus station, please."

I buy a one way ticket on the first bus out of Los Angeles.
I didn't care where I was going I just wanted to get there.

I load my things onto the bus and find a seat towars the end of the bus.
Just as luck would have it, rain begins beating down all around me.

Rain on the window makes me lonely
And time keeps on passing so slowly
The old man sitting next to me is falling asleep
On a Greyhound bound for nowhere

Part of me thought, for some reason, he would follow me.
But he didn't.
Loneliness overtakes me,

Someone's cell phone rings and my heart jumps slightly at the possibility of it being him.
Deep down I know he's moved on but I silently pray he'll come for me.

The sun's going down on my misery
Another day gone by with broken dreams
That telephone I hear ringing, I keep wishing it was you
On a Greyhound bound for nowhere

As the last passenger is seated and the doors are shut, I see him.
Running towards me.

He's drenched from head to toe, but I know that he's been crying.
The bus pulls out of the station and rolls slowly onto the road

It's too late.

That ring that you were wearing, don't mean everything
And the way that you stood staring, as you watched me roll away
She loves you and you need me, but there's some things we can't share
I'm on a Greyhound bound for nowhere

I notice the sign lit up on the front of the bus.

I'm moving to Texas.

For the millionth time that night, tears roll down my face.
The hope and love I felt radiating from him at the station, only reminds me of the one he left behind.

And I'm gonna find some place I can ease my mind
And try to heal my wounded pride

Thoughts of him consume my mind as I fall into a restless slumber.

As I wake up, I am greeted by rain falling on a small Texas town.
It's like the sky knows how I'm feeling.

A few hours later, I step onto the new place I call home.
I think of him once more and silently am on my way towards a new beginning.

Rain on the window and I'm still lonely
And time keeps on passing so slowly
You're with her and I'm alone, and you're wishing I was there
I'm on a Greyhound bound for nowhere
We're all on a Greyhound bound for nowhere

lyrics by Miranda Lambert - "Greyhound bound for nowhere"

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Chapter 2

Lauren POV

I've been home alone for hours.
He's not answering his cell. He's not at work.
He's with her.

There's no doubt in my mind that that's where he is.
I hate to do what I'm going to do. But it's whats best for both of us.

I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight

2 hours of sitting, waiting and he walks in.
Drenched from head to toe.
He stumbles as he enters the room and I can tell that he's been drinking.

His eyes are glued to the floor and he walks straight upstairs into our bedroom.

I follow him quietly and see him sprawled on the floor staring at an old picture.
He doesn't know I found the picture of him and Sydney last year.

"Michael." I say finally entering the room.

I am only met with silence and a blank expression.

"Where have you been?" I know where he's been.
I just want to hear him say it.

More silence. Slowly he meets my eyes.
"She left."
He puts the picture in his jacket pocket.


"Sydney." After several more minutes he adds, "She just left."

I sit on the edge of the bed and rub his shoulder reassuringly.
I don't know why I try to comfort him when I know all he wants is her.
Abruptly I stand and move to the opposite side of the room.

I can't handle all this pain
All we ever do is fight anyway
Why we ever even tried I haven't a clue
With hearts involved there's way too much to lose

"Why are you here then?" I asked as tears began welling in my eyes.

"Lauren, don't. You know I'm not leaving."

"You may still be here but your heart has always been with her."
The tears fall methodically as silence overtakes the room.

"That's not true." He said unconvincingly.

"Michael I'm giving you your chance. You want to be with her."
I can't bring myself to look at him. But I know he's contemplating my offer.
"I don't care if you go to her or not," I hesitate knowing my next statement would be
the hardest to make. "But I don't want you to be here."

I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight

"What?" He says barely above a whisper.
He stands and comes to stand in front of me.

"You don't want to be here and I know it. You try to convince yourself that you love me,
but you never have. It's always been her. I just thought you'd eventually come to love me
half as much as you love her. Now I know that's never going to happen."

"Lauren, I do love you, but,"

"But?" I back away from him wiping tears from my eyes.

"Part of me will always be with Sydney. If you give me a chance I know I'll get over her soon." He said taking a step towards me.

"No. No you won't. That's what you always say." The tears I had been holding back begin falling uncontrollably. "Please, Michael, just leave."


"Please, leave." I cover my face and hear him rummaging through the room.
The most horrible sound of which is the ring he lays on the dresser.
He grabs his bags and kisses me softly on the cheek.

"Goodbye, Lauren. I'm so sorry I couldn't be the man you wanted."

And then he was gone.

You were something else to look at
Your intentions they weren't all bad
You tried to make me something I wasn't
Lord knows there ain't no future in all that

Not until I hear his car driving away do I uncover my eyes and release the rest of my tears.
At least I can try to get over him now. My tears slowly subside and I notice his gold wedding band laying on the dresser.

I pick it up and read the inscription inside

"Always and forever, Lauren."

If only he had felt the same.

I don't want to see you or feel you
I don't want to look into your eyes
I don't want to touch you or miss you
I just want to love your memory tonight

Miranda Lambert - "Love Your Memory"

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I really like where your going with this fiction, I hope you do a Vaughn POV next. Please add me to your Pm List! Thanks. :D

P.S. Even though you didn't stay true to Laurens Character based off of the show, I really do like that you made her Human. Despite most peoples views of season three, I really liked it and I loved Laurens Character and how her role played out in everyone’s life. Thanks for giving her a time off from being the Cow. -_-
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chapter 3

Vaughn POV

I walked out of the house with nowhere in particular to go.
I threw my bags in the back seat and climbed into the front seat.

Lauren never knew that I kept paying the lease on my old apartment.
She would never accept the fact that that apartment was the only part of my old self I had left.

I climb the all to familiar stairs and enter the home I had abandoned for so long.

Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away

The sight of it almost makes me break down.
Seeing the pictures of us around me, takes me back 2 years.
When everything in the world seemed right.

Now my world is a mess.
I don't have a wife.
And Sydney could be anywhere.

I walk to the fridge, which amazingly enough still has a couple packs of beer, take one out and turn the stereo by the couch on.
As if I'm not having a bad enough day already, the radio reminds me of all thats happened.
The tears I have been holding in for 2 years fall slowly down my cheeks.

I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry

I've lost her once.
I can't do it again.

But how am I supposed to find her?

There were probably a hundred buses leaving that day.
It may seem impossible but that never stopped us before.

My eyes drift to a picture Weiss to of us one day.
Neither one of us even noticed that he was snapping pictures.

We had gone to the beach for the fourth of July.
Everyone was standing around waiting for the fireworks to start.
We were sitting side by side with our hands entagled in the sand.
Our eyes were fixed on each other, gigantic smiles plastered on our faces.

I'll never forget that day.

Thinking of that only reminds me of the love I had been ignoring for so long.
Sydney was right.
I should have waited. I could have found the truth.
I gave up on her. On us.

I won't do it again.

Would it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way

I walk into my room and see another tear jerking item.
The picture frame.
It was one of the few things salvaged from her destroyed apartment.

When I gave it to her, I realized that my feelings were crossing the professional line.
But who cares.

Everyone knew we would get together eventually.
Everyone except for us.

I've never been the kind to let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes,
Tonight I wanna cry

I never told her how much I loved her.

I wouldn't lose my opportunity this time.

I grabbed my keys and raced to my car.
A half hour later I reached the train station.
I had to find her.
I had to tell her what I never did before.

Keith Urban - "Tonight I Wanna Cry"

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