New Fic: Pain 1/1
May. 2nd, 2008 07:04 pmTitle: Pain
Author: sassywitch
Fandom: LOTRPS
Characters: Monaboyd
Word Count: 262
Rating: G
Summary: Regret is a bitter pill
Disclaimer: Don't own them or they'd be far happier and in closer proximity
Author's Notes: Not that it will mean much to anybody I have decided that my Monaboyd Month day will be my swansong as such in the Monaboyd fic writing world. In fact apart from Western Lovers it could well be the last Lotrips I write as well. We'll see. So... I've gone through my WIP folder and tidied snippets and unposted peices for what I hope is your pleasure. Many thanks and sloppy kisses to my beta
celtprincess13. Welcome to the first piece.
White hot metal shards driven under his fingernails couldn’t hurt this much. He sat opposite them and watched surreptitiously. It wasn’t as if he meant to watch, he would rather poke out his own eyes with a pointy stick. And really, it wasn’t as if they meant for him to watch, they were just being themselves and not even overtly affectionate. But he could see it. He knew both of them. Every slight touch, every loving glance drove itself like a stake through his already broken heart.
He looked away quickly as their eyes met from across the table. He knew he could see his pain as it mirrored his own. But they had mutually decided their fate. This was the best way. They couldn’t afford to lose their friendship, so they would simply forgo what would harm it. So here he sat and endured the pain of watching what he could have had.
He couldn’t even blame Orlando. How could he when he had practically pushed Billy into his arms? He had known Orli was besotted with Billy and had hoped he could make Billy as happy as he wanted him, no, as he deserved to be. But now, as he watched them, he could hate Orlando. Every time his fingertips glanced across Billy’s skin. Every time Orlando’s eyes, filled with longing and adoration, met Billy’s. Every time he leaned in to speak close against Billy’s ear, he could hate him.
But he couldn’t, not really, for he had been the catalyst and now his regret was all he had left.
Author: sassywitch
Fandom: LOTRPS
Characters: Monaboyd
Word Count: 262
Rating: G
Summary: Regret is a bitter pill
Disclaimer: Don't own them or they'd be far happier and in closer proximity
Author's Notes: Not that it will mean much to anybody I have decided that my Monaboyd Month day will be my swansong as such in the Monaboyd fic writing world. In fact apart from Western Lovers it could well be the last Lotrips I write as well. We'll see. So... I've gone through my WIP folder and tidied snippets and unposted peices for what I hope is your pleasure. Many thanks and sloppy kisses to my beta
White hot metal shards driven under his fingernails couldn’t hurt this much. He sat opposite them and watched surreptitiously. It wasn’t as if he meant to watch, he would rather poke out his own eyes with a pointy stick. And really, it wasn’t as if they meant for him to watch, they were just being themselves and not even overtly affectionate. But he could see it. He knew both of them. Every slight touch, every loving glance drove itself like a stake through his already broken heart.
He looked away quickly as their eyes met from across the table. He knew he could see his pain as it mirrored his own. But they had mutually decided their fate. This was the best way. They couldn’t afford to lose their friendship, so they would simply forgo what would harm it. So here he sat and endured the pain of watching what he could have had.
He couldn’t even blame Orlando. How could he when he had practically pushed Billy into his arms? He had known Orli was besotted with Billy and had hoped he could make Billy as happy as he wanted him, no, as he deserved to be. But now, as he watched them, he could hate Orlando. Every time his fingertips glanced across Billy’s skin. Every time Orlando’s eyes, filled with longing and adoration, met Billy’s. Every time he leaned in to speak close against Billy’s ear, he could hate him.
But he couldn’t, not really, for he had been the catalyst and now his regret was all he had left.
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Date: 2008-05-02 11:07 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-05-03 05:54 am (UTC)Likewise, I'm chuffed with the sudden outpouring of fic from you.
*smushes*