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buggerthis22.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2005-03-24 03:34 pm
He Knew
Title: He Knew
Author: The Chad
Rating: Unrated
Pairing: Dom/Lijah
Warnings: Angst (all I seem to write)
Disclaimer: I'm a ruddy chronic liar! I'm sorry *sobs* I can't stop with the lying... don't know... don't own... just write!
Notes: yet another angsty drabble... I will so post fanfics... but I want to make sure that everyone likes my writing and that someone will actually read any fanfics I post before I force my bloody fingers to type like the madwoman that I am... and right... yeah... there might be a sequel if I feel like writing one... so yeah... anywho... enjoy! ^^
So this is love?
So this is love?
This fear, this abandon, this emptiness.
This is love?
How could this be love?
He felt so much pain. Yet he knew. He knew that this endless, aching need was this horrible love for a close friend. And he knew it wasn't just friendship. He also knew that Dom hated him for it.
When he'd told, Elijah knew it was bad. He could tell right away. But he couldn't do it anymore.
When he'd went to see Dom, he was nervous. How could he not be? He knew his friend would regect him and turn away. He knew, but he had to do it.
He could remember before he told. He could remember how he felt. He knew it couldn't get worse if he told Dom. Or at least he thought he knew.
It was like sitting on a really then rail, perched high above an endless void. It was as if he'd forced himself into this ball of fear, rocking back and forth precariously, feeling ever so afraid.
It wasn't the fear of falling that kept him; he'd already fallen. He knew the rush and heartache and torment that came with falling. It was what he didn't know that scared him so much.
He didn't know what was at the bottom.
Author: The Chad
Rating: Unrated
Pairing: Dom/Lijah
Warnings: Angst (all I seem to write)
Disclaimer: I'm a ruddy chronic liar! I'm sorry *sobs* I can't stop with the lying... don't know... don't own... just write!
Notes: yet another angsty drabble... I will so post fanfics... but I want to make sure that everyone likes my writing and that someone will actually read any fanfics I post before I force my bloody fingers to type like the madwoman that I am... and right... yeah... there might be a sequel if I feel like writing one... so yeah... anywho... enjoy! ^^
So this is love?
So this is love?
This fear, this abandon, this emptiness.
This is love?
How could this be love?
He felt so much pain. Yet he knew. He knew that this endless, aching need was this horrible love for a close friend. And he knew it wasn't just friendship. He also knew that Dom hated him for it.
When he'd told, Elijah knew it was bad. He could tell right away. But he couldn't do it anymore.
When he'd went to see Dom, he was nervous. How could he not be? He knew his friend would regect him and turn away. He knew, but he had to do it.
He could remember before he told. He could remember how he felt. He knew it couldn't get worse if he told Dom. Or at least he thought he knew.
It was like sitting on a really then rail, perched high above an endless void. It was as if he'd forced himself into this ball of fear, rocking back and forth precariously, feeling ever so afraid.
It wasn't the fear of falling that kept him; he'd already fallen. He knew the rush and heartache and torment that came with falling. It was what he didn't know that scared him so much.
He didn't know what was at the bottom.