Amber
25-03-2007, 20:53
This is something I started last night - I just woke up in the middle of the night with the idea, so I switched my laptop on and just wrote a little bit. I wrote the rest of the first part this morning, but that's all I've got so far, so I'm just going to see where this fic takes me.
I don't think it'll be too long but you never know, I might come up with some good ideas.
Anyway, here it is.
[Dedicated to Layney & Sammy :wub:]
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Everything's Not Lost
One
"Stay."
"I can't."
"But why not? You haven't done anything wrong, this is Danny's mess."
She'd let him go so easily. Just let him slip right out of her hands. An hour ago they were lying there together, oblivious to the fact that they would soon have to say goodbye for good.
She heard the door shut downstairs. Hot tears slid uncontrollably over her already smudged make-up. She wanted to him to change his mind and come back and tell her everything was going to be fine. But she knew for certain it wouldn't happen. And she knew she'd probably never see him again.
The more she thought about him, the worse she felt. And then it hit her. She couldn't just let him leave, not like this. As she pulled her dressing gown off, and her dress back on, she realised the reason why she couldn't let him go. In the past few weeks, she had slowly but surely been falling for him. He had stood by her when she needed him the most. He hadn't judged her on what had happened. He wasn't like the others. He was different.
* * *
She stood and watched him get into a car. Johnny's car. She hadn't realised that she'd been holding her breath since the car had driven out of sight. All she was thinking about whether he was going to be ok or not.
"Johnny doesn't bother with boring stuff like evidence. If he decides that you're guilty, then believe me you are."
She had been following Johnny in her car for over an hour. She could just about see his car in the distance. Then she lost him. She thought that she'd never find him, but she soon began to catch up. Then the car disappeared altogether. She turned down a road into a forest of some description, and hoped for the best.
* * *
She pulled up behind Johnny's car and got out. She noticed the window was smashed. She felt uneasy. What if she was too late? Was he.. dead?
Suddenly she heard shouting and began to follow where it was coming from.
* * *
"The truth is, you're just a thug who's caused more pain than he's ever felt. So kill us? Don't kill us? It's up to you." He said, no signs of fear in his voice.
Jake Moon could feel Danny clinging tightly to his sleeve as Johnny Allen lifted his gun. He glanced over Johnny's shoulder. Noticing that Jake had stopped looking at him, Johnny turned around, keeping his gun in place. Chrissie Watts stood, unable to move, her eyes wide and unblinking. Before she could do anything, he grabbed her and held the gun to her head.
"No! Leave Chrissie out of this, she hasn't done anything. Let her go Johnny." Jake shouted, seeing the fear in her eyes. "Please."
"Someone has to pay Jake. Who's it going to be?"
"Jakey, please don't."
Danny's eyes widened. Jake sighed.
"It doesn't have to be like this Johnny."
"There's no other way out of it. Just give me a name. Your girlfriend, or your brother?"
Jake couldn't concentrate. He could just hear fragments of the conversations he'd had earlier in his head. He could hardly recognise the voices. They were distorted and barely audible, but he could hear them.
"Look, I can't just leave her alright."
"Oh, why not?"
"Because."
"Who cares about her?"
"I care."
"Don't you want it to stop?"
"Yes."
"Well then make it stop. Just tell him he's on his own."
"That simple?"
"Yeah, it is."
"Who's it going to be?" Johnny asked once more.
Tears slid slowly down Chrissie's face. She closed her eyes. Danny clung tighter to his brother. Jake swallowed hard and said one word. Johnny raised his gun.
* * *
Gunshot rang through the air. Silence took it's place.
"I'm sorry." Jake whispered.
Johnny put his gun back into his pocket. He looked at Jake.
"I'm letting you both off. Just stay out of Walford and don't come back. And one word to the police - you're as good as dead."
Johnny walked away. Jake put his face in his hands.
"Why did it have to come to this?" He said rhetorically.
He dropped to his knees next to the dead body.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."
I don't think it'll be too long but you never know, I might come up with some good ideas.
Anyway, here it is.
[Dedicated to Layney & Sammy :wub:]
-------
Everything's Not Lost
One
"Stay."
"I can't."
"But why not? You haven't done anything wrong, this is Danny's mess."
She'd let him go so easily. Just let him slip right out of her hands. An hour ago they were lying there together, oblivious to the fact that they would soon have to say goodbye for good.
She heard the door shut downstairs. Hot tears slid uncontrollably over her already smudged make-up. She wanted to him to change his mind and come back and tell her everything was going to be fine. But she knew for certain it wouldn't happen. And she knew she'd probably never see him again.
The more she thought about him, the worse she felt. And then it hit her. She couldn't just let him leave, not like this. As she pulled her dressing gown off, and her dress back on, she realised the reason why she couldn't let him go. In the past few weeks, she had slowly but surely been falling for him. He had stood by her when she needed him the most. He hadn't judged her on what had happened. He wasn't like the others. He was different.
* * *
She stood and watched him get into a car. Johnny's car. She hadn't realised that she'd been holding her breath since the car had driven out of sight. All she was thinking about whether he was going to be ok or not.
"Johnny doesn't bother with boring stuff like evidence. If he decides that you're guilty, then believe me you are."
She had been following Johnny in her car for over an hour. She could just about see his car in the distance. Then she lost him. She thought that she'd never find him, but she soon began to catch up. Then the car disappeared altogether. She turned down a road into a forest of some description, and hoped for the best.
* * *
She pulled up behind Johnny's car and got out. She noticed the window was smashed. She felt uneasy. What if she was too late? Was he.. dead?
Suddenly she heard shouting and began to follow where it was coming from.
* * *
"The truth is, you're just a thug who's caused more pain than he's ever felt. So kill us? Don't kill us? It's up to you." He said, no signs of fear in his voice.
Jake Moon could feel Danny clinging tightly to his sleeve as Johnny Allen lifted his gun. He glanced over Johnny's shoulder. Noticing that Jake had stopped looking at him, Johnny turned around, keeping his gun in place. Chrissie Watts stood, unable to move, her eyes wide and unblinking. Before she could do anything, he grabbed her and held the gun to her head.
"No! Leave Chrissie out of this, she hasn't done anything. Let her go Johnny." Jake shouted, seeing the fear in her eyes. "Please."
"Someone has to pay Jake. Who's it going to be?"
"Jakey, please don't."
Danny's eyes widened. Jake sighed.
"It doesn't have to be like this Johnny."
"There's no other way out of it. Just give me a name. Your girlfriend, or your brother?"
Jake couldn't concentrate. He could just hear fragments of the conversations he'd had earlier in his head. He could hardly recognise the voices. They were distorted and barely audible, but he could hear them.
"Look, I can't just leave her alright."
"Oh, why not?"
"Because."
"Who cares about her?"
"I care."
"Don't you want it to stop?"
"Yes."
"Well then make it stop. Just tell him he's on his own."
"That simple?"
"Yeah, it is."
"Who's it going to be?" Johnny asked once more.
Tears slid slowly down Chrissie's face. She closed her eyes. Danny clung tighter to his brother. Jake swallowed hard and said one word. Johnny raised his gun.
* * *
Gunshot rang through the air. Silence took it's place.
"I'm sorry." Jake whispered.
Johnny put his gun back into his pocket. He looked at Jake.
"I'm letting you both off. Just stay out of Walford and don't come back. And one word to the police - you're as good as dead."
Johnny walked away. Jake put his face in his hands.
"Why did it have to come to this?" He said rhetorically.
He dropped to his knees next to the dead body.
"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry."