23-Jul-2001
Title: In the Pale Moonlight
Part 4 Side-story: Songfic: "You Were Meant For Me" by Jewel
Series: A Matter of Heart
Arc: Dance of the Heart #3
By: Andrea Readwolf
Email: <andrea_readwolf@hotmail.com> or <andrea_readwolf@hotmail.com>
Rating: YA/PG-17
Archive: This Series can be found at these wonderful sites-- GWAddiction, P-chan's Heaven, and Eos's GW Page.
Warnings: The following story contain scenes that are AU with Incoherence and random POV switching. Original Characters are presented, all characters
are IC according to the author's interpretation of them.
Feedback: C&C is always welcomed and adored. Constructive Criticism is... digestible. ^_~
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belong to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non-profit entertainment purposes.
References to printed texts, films, sitcoms, musical pieces, and/or other
fanfictions don't belong to the author either. Original Characters,
including but not limited too, the Behr Siblings are original and hence, the
author's own creation. See Preamble for details.
These fics and the ideas contained within are copyright of the author.
Still half-asleep, the dark-haired woman reached for the screaming alarm clock. Angling up to squint at the glowing red numbers, she groaned, tossing the offending timepiece across the room and crashed back into her mattress.
I hear the clock; it's six a.m.
I feel so far from where I've been
With a groan of resignation, she pushed herself up and out of bed, finger-combing her short, dark hair as she scratched her stomach under the short grey tank top and padded her way across the bed room and into the bath.
Got my eggs and my pancakes, too
Got my maple syrup, everything but you
Break the yolks, make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
Fighting off the remnants of sleep, she yanked the frig door open and squinted into the bright, blinding light, searching for her breakfast. Eggs, check. Frozen pancakes, check. Maple syrup, check. Making breakfast was a process achieved on autopilot that finalized with her sitting at the small table staring down into her plate.
For no particular reason, she stabbed the sunny, yellow yolks with her fork and used the yellow glob to make a smiley face on the face of her pancake. Suddenly not hungry, she pushed the plate away.
She crossed through the neat common area, back into her bathroom.
I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore 'cause
She stood, staring into the mirror over the sink, not really thinking, not knowing what to do next. Just staring at the face in the mirror. Her dark blue eyes noticed tiny water spots splattered over the reflective surface and swiped at them with a hand towel, dropping the linen into the basket afterwards.
With a sudden burst of restlessness, she decided to get out for a bit, slipping on sweat pants over her high-thigh undies and shoving into a matching sweat jacket before snatching up her keys from the hook near the door.
And then the apartment was empty.
Dreams last so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Call up my momma, she was out for a walk
The phone rang three times before someone picked up the other line.
"Hello, Miss-a Lucrezia!" the housemaid smiled into the screen. "I'm sorry, Counselor Noin and your father is-a out for a walk-a right now. I will-a tell'em tat you-a callin dem as soon-as-a they be getting back!"
She sighed and told the other woman not to bother.
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk
Picked up the paper it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
She stood out on her balcony with a cup of coffee, staring out at the pouring rain, wondering if it held the clue. With another sigh, she up-turned the cup over and let the blackened liquid fall to the ground somewhere below.
Setting the cup in the sink, picking up the daily paper, she curled up in a corner of the lone couch, tucking her feet beneath her. She flipped the paper open; eyes skimming over the front page and felt her spirits plummet farther.
'After all the sacrifices...' She stared hopeless at the headlines. 'Haven't they learned yet...?'
Struck by another bout of restlessness, she reached for her raincoat.
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
I saw a movie it just wasn't the same
She must have walked for hours before she found herself in front of an antique-styled movie theater that still showed old film-stripped pictures on a reel. There weren't many other people in the darkened room with her. Around her, the scattered audience laughed and joked, or kissed partners...
Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad
She didn't. She couldn't. And she realized just who incredibly lonely she was.
Dreams last so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Go about my business
I'm doing fine
Besides what would I say if I had you on the line?
She put the dishes away, folded her laundry, fluffed the pillows on the couch, ran the vacuum. She straightened off her desk, dusted the bookshelf.
Same old story, not much to say
All the while, she kept her eye on the phone.
Hearths are broken every day
It never rang.
Brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
She spit out the mouth rinse and palmed the lights off, padding quietly out of the bathroom.
I pick up a book and then I turn the sheets down
Take a deep breath and a good look around
She stared at the lines of book bindings, not really seeing the titles, before pulling one out randomly and setting it down on her night stand. The room was for the most part empty. She hadn't really gotten around to unpacking or decorating the place yet.
Put on my pj's and hop into bed
I'm half-alive but I feel mostly dead
I try and tell myself it'll be all right
I just shouldn't think anymore tonight
She pulled on a new tank top--red, this time--with matching underwear and climbed into bed. She stared at the four walls around her, lost, wondering if they held the answers.
She was listless, too tired to pick up her book. Too tired to turn off the lights.
Maybe she should just try and go to sleep.
But she was too tired to sleep.
Dreams last so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Sometime in the Middle of the night, the phone rang.
Wake up.
The End
Andrea Readwolf
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