Of Times to Come (Part 3/5)
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cutthroatpixieTitle: Of Times to Come (Part 3/5)
Author: McKenzie
Pairing: Selene/Ed
Prompt: #03- Weeks
Rating: PG-13
Ed slams the door with a final, 'Goodbye,' and Selene just shakes her head.
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Weeks later, he decides that his apartment is just too full of lost memories and empty promises to possibly stay there any longer. He decides a new town, a new home, a new job, might help him get out of the rut he's been in ever since he and Selene split up.
Weeks later, he starts searching for a new place to live. He packs up his things, gives his two weeks notice, books a flight to some far away city where a promise of a new life awaits, and thinks he'll start a whole new life. He finds a place, secures a job, and gets kicked off in his new life before he's even left the old one behind. He looks around at the place he once so loved to live, looks a the stripped walls and the heavy boxes, and feels nothing but regret. All that happiness he once felt is gone, left to rot in a pile of silken sheets and soft waves of golden hair.
Weeks later, he is in his car, with a Uhaul filled with all of his possessions attached to the back, driving away from all that he once knew. He is heading forward onto something new, hoping he can fully leave her behind for good, but dreading that thought just the same.
---
Weeks later, she's back to her old self, going out every night, partying, and just generally having a good time. Jeremy is relieved that her moping has ended, that she seems to have finally cheered up a bit. He is glad she finally left her room. She is glad too; all that laying around is so very much not her.
Weeks later, she's dancing and laughing and smiling, and nobody suspects that she has ever been anything other than this charistmatic young woman they see before them. Nobody ever even imagines her red-rimmed, glossy eyes, or the despair that they once held. They see happy, and they think she's happy, and she is happy.
Weeks later, she's bringing home a new guy, and another, and then yet another, every other night, if not every night. She's drowning her heart in booze and sex and lust and lies, and she hopes things will be better this way. No, she knows things will be better this way.
Weeks later, skin slides against skin, lips seek out lips and hands and flesh, hands run smoothly through hair and down sides, and bodies meet, often for the first, and last, time. The warm sheets envelope, only to be washed the next day when one of those bodies is tossed aside with the new load of laundry. The days pass and the nights fall, and she believes she has moved on. Jeremy knows better, of course, but arguing with her is pointless, so he lets her delude herself.
Weeks later, she is living off the assumption that he has been erased from her mind, from her heart, from her life.
Weeks later, she is assuming that things are better.
---
Weeks later, they both are trying their hardest to not think of one another. They are thinking they've moved on, or at least that they will get there soon. They are putting the past behind them and attempting to get their lives back to some semblence of normal.
Weeks later, they are failing miserably at all of the above.
Author: McKenzie
Pairing: Selene/Ed
Prompt: #03- Weeks
Rating: PG-13
Ed slams the door with a final, 'Goodbye,' and Selene just shakes her head.
---
Weeks later, he decides that his apartment is just too full of lost memories and empty promises to possibly stay there any longer. He decides a new town, a new home, a new job, might help him get out of the rut he's been in ever since he and Selene split up.
Weeks later, he starts searching for a new place to live. He packs up his things, gives his two weeks notice, books a flight to some far away city where a promise of a new life awaits, and thinks he'll start a whole new life. He finds a place, secures a job, and gets kicked off in his new life before he's even left the old one behind. He looks around at the place he once so loved to live, looks a the stripped walls and the heavy boxes, and feels nothing but regret. All that happiness he once felt is gone, left to rot in a pile of silken sheets and soft waves of golden hair.
Weeks later, he is in his car, with a Uhaul filled with all of his possessions attached to the back, driving away from all that he once knew. He is heading forward onto something new, hoping he can fully leave her behind for good, but dreading that thought just the same.
---
Weeks later, she's back to her old self, going out every night, partying, and just generally having a good time. Jeremy is relieved that her moping has ended, that she seems to have finally cheered up a bit. He is glad she finally left her room. She is glad too; all that laying around is so very much not her.
Weeks later, she's dancing and laughing and smiling, and nobody suspects that she has ever been anything other than this charistmatic young woman they see before them. Nobody ever even imagines her red-rimmed, glossy eyes, or the despair that they once held. They see happy, and they think she's happy, and she is happy.
Weeks later, she's bringing home a new guy, and another, and then yet another, every other night, if not every night. She's drowning her heart in booze and sex and lust and lies, and she hopes things will be better this way. No, she knows things will be better this way.
Weeks later, skin slides against skin, lips seek out lips and hands and flesh, hands run smoothly through hair and down sides, and bodies meet, often for the first, and last, time. The warm sheets envelope, only to be washed the next day when one of those bodies is tossed aside with the new load of laundry. The days pass and the nights fall, and she believes she has moved on. Jeremy knows better, of course, but arguing with her is pointless, so he lets her delude herself.
Weeks later, she is living off the assumption that he has been erased from her mind, from her heart, from her life.
Weeks later, she is assuming that things are better.
---
Weeks later, they both are trying their hardest to not think of one another. They are thinking they've moved on, or at least that they will get there soon. They are putting the past behind them and attempting to get their lives back to some semblence of normal.
Weeks later, they are failing miserably at all of the above.
