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Chapter Nine - Cry
They say that time heals everything. Give an issue enough time and you'll eventually get on with your life. Frankly, whoever said that must have had a heart of steel, or been incredibly smashed at the time. Forgive and forget was another one of those stupid sayings. Sure, to forgive is easy, but forget? As if.
Right now, as he watched Delilah race out of her room, Julius wasn't sure he could even forgive. He could get over a slap. He could get over the drugs. But what he couldn't get over was the lies. And his broken heart.
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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
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Roger was behind this, he knew that much. It also had something to do with Delilah's parents; he had seen the way her expression had softened, if only for a moment, when he mentioned them. But then she had erupted. That was what he couldn't figure out. Delilah had always been even-tempered, never one to let her feelings show. Just like him, in a way.
His heart was mangled. It would take ages to get over this. How he wished Delilah was just a stranger, someone he could disengage and forget. The memory would haunt him forever. The stars that had exploded behind his eyes, and sharp sting of pain, the red on her palm and dripping down his cheek.
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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 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
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He was almost tempted to break into Al's cellar and get on the express train to Smashville. But that would be like sinking down to her level, trying to get rid of the pain by hurting himself more. No, he couldn't do that.
Usually, when he was sad, he'd plug in a depressing song. Sad, however, wasn't the word for what he was feeling. Sad barely scratched the surface. Heartbroken might work, miserable, cheerless, agonized ... That was the one. Agonized. It felt like his heart had been ripped in two, put through a paper shredder, and then shoved back in his chest. Now he knew how poor Sandra Fur had felt when her fiancé had left her last year.
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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
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This was the stuff that movies were made of. The girl gets hooked by a hot guy, leaving her best guy friend worrying about her. The guy friend gets shunned by the girl, but refuses to give up on her. Eventually, the guy friend wins her over and they end up hooking up. Unfortunately, life isn't a movie. There aren't always happy endings. Things don't always work out.
Sometimes, life just plain sucks.
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'cause 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 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
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How tempted he was to just forget her. To just say the hell with friendship and walk away. That would make things so much easier. It's always much more simple to be angry at people than to pine after them. To just ignore them, let them go ahead and ruin their future, their lives. To not give a damn. To just walk away after they push you out of the canoe and let you slip away.
And then one of those songs got stuck in his head. One of those stupid songs that you sing in Sunday School. He could hear the tiny, high pitched child singing softly,
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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 just drunk enough to let go of my pain
to hell with this pride let it fall like rain
from my eyes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"A friend loves at all times
All times, all times
At one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
A friend will love you forever more
Even when you are grumpy
Especially when you're sad
Any time is a good time to love
A hug from me can make you glad ..."
Julius sighed. He wanted to desperately to detach himself from his heartbreaking partner, but the song was pulling at his heart strings. Even if Delilah was letting him slip away, it didn't mean he would let her go.
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tonight I wanna cry
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"Tonight I Wanna Cry"
By Keith Urban
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Synonyms for /Cry/: lament, tears, call
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EDIT NOTE: And now, a word from your author ...
Kay, how many of you ACTUALLY followed the instructions I left, eh? And BTW, I'm not happy with this chapter. I think I ramble too much, and I had no idea what I was doing. Just wanted to get it out of the way.
-panda_1418
1. Open a new Internet window/tab
2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8PGmYymhwI
Chapter Nine - Cry
They say that time heals everything. Give an issue enough time and you'll eventually get on with your life. Frankly, whoever said that must have had a heart of steel, or been incredibly smashed at the time. Forgive and forget was another one of those stupid sayings. Sure, to forgive is easy, but forget? As if.
Right now, as he watched Delilah race out of her room, Julius wasn't sure he could even forgive. He could get over a slap. He could get over the drugs. But what he couldn't get over was the lies. And his broken heart.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Roger was behind this, he knew that much. It also had something to do with Delilah's parents; he had seen the way her expression had softened, if only for a moment, when he mentioned them. But then she had erupted. That was what he couldn't figure out. Delilah had always been even-tempered, never one to let her feelings show. Just like him, in a way.
His heart was mangled. It would take ages to get over this. How he wished Delilah was just a stranger, someone he could disengage and forget. The memory would haunt him forever. The stars that had exploded behind his eyes, and sharp sting of pain, the red on her palm and dripping down his cheek.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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 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
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He was almost tempted to break into Al's cellar and get on the express train to Smashville. But that would be like sinking down to her level, trying to get rid of the pain by hurting himself more. No, he couldn't do that.
Usually, when he was sad, he'd plug in a depressing song. Sad, however, wasn't the word for what he was feeling. Sad barely scratched the surface. Heartbroken might work, miserable, cheerless, agonized ... That was the one. Agonized. It felt like his heart had been ripped in two, put through a paper shredder, and then shoved back in his chest. Now he knew how poor Sandra Fur had felt when her fiancé had left her last year.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This was the stuff that movies were made of. The girl gets hooked by a hot guy, leaving her best guy friend worrying about her. The guy friend gets shunned by the girl, but refuses to give up on her. Eventually, the guy friend wins her over and they end up hooking up. Unfortunately, life isn't a movie. There aren't always happy endings. Things don't always work out.
Sometimes, life just plain sucks.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'cause 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 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
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How tempted he was to just forget her. To just say the hell with friendship and walk away. That would make things so much easier. It's always much more simple to be angry at people than to pine after them. To just ignore them, let them go ahead and ruin their future, their lives. To not give a damn. To just walk away after they push you out of the canoe and let you slip away.
And then one of those songs got stuck in his head. One of those stupid songs that you sing in Sunday School. He could hear the tiny, high pitched child singing softly,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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 just drunk enough to let go of my pain
to hell with this pride let it fall like rain
from my eyes
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"A friend loves at all times
All times, all times
At one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
A friend will love you forever more
Even when you are grumpy
Especially when you're sad
Any time is a good time to love
A hug from me can make you glad ..."
Julius sighed. He wanted to desperately to detach himself from his heartbreaking partner, but the song was pulling at his heart strings. Even if Delilah was letting him slip away, it didn't mean he would let her go.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
tonight I wanna cry
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Tonight I Wanna Cry"
By Keith Urban
===========================================================
Synonyms for /Cry/: lament, tears, call
____________________________________________________________
EDIT NOTE: And now, a word from your author ...
Kay, how many of you ACTUALLY followed the instructions I left, eh? And BTW, I'm not happy with this chapter. I think I ramble too much, and I had no idea what I was doing. Just wanted to get it out of the way.
-panda_1418
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