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thegirl20TITLE: Yesterday is dead and gone
FANDOM: Wicked RPS
PAIRING: Idina/Kristin
SUMMARY: After Kristin's last show.
RATING: R
DISCLAIMER: I am in no way implying that this is a true representation of the 'real-people' in the story. I mean no disrespect.
WORD COUNT: 446
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Just a little angst.
She doesn’t tell Taye where she’s going. It doesn’t seem important. All that is on her mind is that she can’t let it end. They can’t just say goodbye outside a club, a kiss on the cheek and then into separate cabs. That would be an insult to everything they had meant to each other. Everything they still mean to each other.
Without agreeing to, they leave the party together, quietly and without a fuss. The wine is still flowing fast enough to cover their exit. No-one notices them slipping out of the door, fingers laced together.
The cab ride is silent. There is nothing left to say. The screaming and begging and crying are finished. They both know it. Words seem extraneous now. They can do nothing to ease the pain. The only balm is touch, and even that brings only temporary relief.
They get out at Kristin’s apartment and wordlessly walk to the elevator. As the doors close, Kristin leans her cheek against Idina’s bare arm. And that simple gesture is Idina’s undoing. The tears that she’d managed to keep at bay for most of the night finally make their way to the surface. Great heaving sobs wrack at her chest and Kristin clings to her and cries along with her.
They make love slowly, looking into one another’s eyes and sharing desperate kisses. Afterwards they lie in silence, looking at each other. Idina is the first to speak.
“Why are we doing this to ourselves?”
Kristin’s eyes fill with tears, she doesn’t even try to fight the lump in her throat by attempting to speak. She just moves into Idina’s body and tucks her head under her chin.
It has been a night of lasts. And in her heart, she knows that this is the last time she’ll be in Kristin’s bed. The last time she’ll feel Kristin’s soft skin pressed against her own.
She’s lain awake the whole night. Long after Kristin cried herself to sleep against her chest. Idina doesn’t want to sleep.
She’s in a kind of limbo. The past is gone, but the future’s not quite here. If she sleeps she’ll wake up in the future. And she doesn’t want to wake up in a future that doesn’t include Kristin.
If she could freeze time she’d have done so during the curtain call. The crowd were on their feet, the applause deafening. She lifted Kristin up, and in that moment she held the whole world in her arms.
Now, the cold light of morning is seeping through the curtains, chasing the past away too quickly. Idina presses her nose to the back of Kristin’s neck and closes her eyes.
PS Fandoms to come tomorrow: Murder in Suburbia and...Girls Aloud RPF.
FANDOM: Wicked RPS
PAIRING: Idina/Kristin
SUMMARY: After Kristin's last show.
RATING: R
DISCLAIMER: I am in no way implying that this is a true representation of the 'real-people' in the story. I mean no disrespect.
WORD COUNT: 446
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Just a little angst.
She doesn’t tell Taye where she’s going. It doesn’t seem important. All that is on her mind is that she can’t let it end. They can’t just say goodbye outside a club, a kiss on the cheek and then into separate cabs. That would be an insult to everything they had meant to each other. Everything they still mean to each other.
Without agreeing to, they leave the party together, quietly and without a fuss. The wine is still flowing fast enough to cover their exit. No-one notices them slipping out of the door, fingers laced together.
The cab ride is silent. There is nothing left to say. The screaming and begging and crying are finished. They both know it. Words seem extraneous now. They can do nothing to ease the pain. The only balm is touch, and even that brings only temporary relief.
They get out at Kristin’s apartment and wordlessly walk to the elevator. As the doors close, Kristin leans her cheek against Idina’s bare arm. And that simple gesture is Idina’s undoing. The tears that she’d managed to keep at bay for most of the night finally make their way to the surface. Great heaving sobs wrack at her chest and Kristin clings to her and cries along with her.
They make love slowly, looking into one another’s eyes and sharing desperate kisses. Afterwards they lie in silence, looking at each other. Idina is the first to speak.
“Why are we doing this to ourselves?”
Kristin’s eyes fill with tears, she doesn’t even try to fight the lump in her throat by attempting to speak. She just moves into Idina’s body and tucks her head under her chin.
It has been a night of lasts. And in her heart, she knows that this is the last time she’ll be in Kristin’s bed. The last time she’ll feel Kristin’s soft skin pressed against her own.
She’s lain awake the whole night. Long after Kristin cried herself to sleep against her chest. Idina doesn’t want to sleep.
She’s in a kind of limbo. The past is gone, but the future’s not quite here. If she sleeps she’ll wake up in the future. And she doesn’t want to wake up in a future that doesn’t include Kristin.
If she could freeze time she’d have done so during the curtain call. The crowd were on their feet, the applause deafening. She lifted Kristin up, and in that moment she held the whole world in her arms.
Now, the cold light of morning is seeping through the curtains, chasing the past away too quickly. Idina presses her nose to the back of Kristin’s neck and closes her eyes.
PS Fandoms to come tomorrow: Murder in Suburbia and...Girls Aloud RPF.
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Date: 2006-11-03 09:38 pm (UTC)Just a little angst. That, my friend, was an understatement - this is fantastically angsty and I love it SO much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Best bits (cause they are angstastic!!!!!!!!!) -
She lifted Kristin up, and in that moment she held the whole world in her arms. - So simple but so powerful (and references a moment that I am very fond of - you might not be aware of this being that I have been so subtle about it and all).
She’s in a kind of limbo. The past is gone, but the future’s not quite here. If she sleeps she’ll wake up in the future. And she doesn’t want to wake up in a future that doesn’t include Kristin. Tragically beautiful and beautiful tragic!!!!!!!!
PS Fandoms to come tomorrow: Murder in Suburbia and...Girls Aloud RPF. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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Date: 2006-11-05 11:07 am (UTC)and references a moment that I am very fond of - you might not be aware of this being that I have been so subtle about it and all - Well, given that it was for you birthday and all, the purpose of the fic was to reference that moment. It started out rather differently but ended up as this. I'm glad you liked that particular line because it's the only one that survived from the original.
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Date: 2006-11-06 01:42 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked that particular line because it's the only one that survived from the original. I do, I really do and I also loved learning that you endeavoured to write a fic around the moment for me - I feel all extra special now :)
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Date: 2006-11-06 10:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-07 01:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-03 10:09 pm (UTC)lovely.
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Date: 2006-11-05 11:08 am (UTC)I'm glad you thought it captured the feelings. I don't usually angst.