[JP] I'd Come For You l Nickelback
I was blindfolded, but now I'm seeing
My mind was closing, now I'm believing (now I'm believing)
I finally know just what it means to let someone in
To see the side of me that no-one does, or ever will
So if you're ever lost and find yourself all alone
I'd search forever just to bring you home
Here and now, it's a vow
As painful as this is, he knows he has to do it. A month isn’t long enough to make a commitment to one person. It’s harsh but it’s true and that’s what Ford uses to convince himself he needs to leave. But if she tells him to, he won’t. She doesn’t. In a way, that makes Ford love her a little bit more.
Ford hates every second he spends back in Plymouth. His ex girlfriend is getting married to his best friend who - let’s face it, once fucked him. The truth isn’t pretty but it’s there. It’s incredibly apparent when his ex best friend spots him from across the crowded bar, follows him into the bathroom - and kisses him.
It isn’t cheating because it’s not like Ford wants this. It’s not like this is how Ford chooses to spend his Saturday night. Maybe this is how he can save Amy. Break up a wedding. No wedding, no fire. He wishes his vision would have been a bit more clear besides fire and a house but it wasn’t.
A week later and Ford has no idea if anything he’s done has helped. He shares a motel room with his best friend now. He feels dirty, sure. He feels like a liar, someone who’s abandoned another.
The young psychic is surprised Amy still talks to him. Still has coffee with him. The town itself seems to have grown in progressive leaps and bounds and Ford finds this incredibly ironic. After all, Eddie is still coaching the football team.
Go figure.
It turns out Amy isn’t rah-rah sis-boom-bah with the new couple. Where she was once their cheer captain, she’s now their party planner. Why they need a party for - whatever reason, Ford doesn’t know and Eddie can’t object because - well, he’s Eddie. It’s at that party where things start to fall into place.
Fire places are meant to work and yet, that afternoon men have to come over and check it out. All’s clear and the party goes ahead. Amy’s true colors come out through a very drunk toast. Maybe Ford should have seen the signs of Amy’s alcoholism. Does anybody ever really catch these things in time?
The party ends on a rather low note but Ford sends his - whatever the hell he is home, he needs to make things right with Amy. A verbal sparring match follows where in his ex splashes champagne everywhere and knocks down a few more bottles.
Saving her is too easy. Ford hates that his thoughts revolve around this but they do because it is. The fire doesn’t spread and he makes sure she’s drunk and out of the house the second it starts.
His feelings are clear the next day at the hospital - especially when he comes clean to Amy - about everything. About the vision and about his and Eddie’s one night back in high school. About Eva.
Ford doesn’t mean to tell her about Eva but it kind of just comes out. Exes turned friends turned enemies turned confidantes have an odd heart to heart resulting in another rendezvous of sorts with best friends turned enemies turned lovers. It turns out bisexuality does exist but not for Eddie. Ford apologizes for hurting everybody in the situation and Eddie - believes him. About everything. About being psychic - just, everything and Ford learns that people can really surprise you.
His once close-minded town had become a progressive new frontier but it’s not where he belongs. Not really.
An idea of Eddie’s stands out, as Ford boards the plane that afternoon. In Ford’s mind, had he not come back to Plymouth the fire would never had started - there wouldn’t have been some kind of vengeful party with a faulty fire place and a drunk former bride-to-be. But in Eddie’s, Amy was always supposed to go down in flames, without Ford’s help, and Ford’s being there saved her either way.
Truth be told, he likes that idea more. It took time but he saved his ex girlfriend and found a new reason to hope - to believe in people.
People come into our lives for different reasons at different times. Sometimes these reasons are wonderful - and other times they really aren’t.
But now, the timing feels right.
Muse l Ford McKenie
Fandom l Original Character
Word Count l 708
My mind was closing, now I'm believing (now I'm believing)
I finally know just what it means to let someone in
To see the side of me that no-one does, or ever will
So if you're ever lost and find yourself all alone
I'd search forever just to bring you home
Here and now, it's a vow
As painful as this is, he knows he has to do it. A month isn’t long enough to make a commitment to one person. It’s harsh but it’s true and that’s what Ford uses to convince himself he needs to leave. But if she tells him to, he won’t. She doesn’t. In a way, that makes Ford love her a little bit more.
Ford hates every second he spends back in Plymouth. His ex girlfriend is getting married to his best friend who - let’s face it, once fucked him. The truth isn’t pretty but it’s there. It’s incredibly apparent when his ex best friend spots him from across the crowded bar, follows him into the bathroom - and kisses him.
It isn’t cheating because it’s not like Ford wants this. It’s not like this is how Ford chooses to spend his Saturday night. Maybe this is how he can save Amy. Break up a wedding. No wedding, no fire. He wishes his vision would have been a bit more clear besides fire and a house but it wasn’t.
A week later and Ford has no idea if anything he’s done has helped. He shares a motel room with his best friend now. He feels dirty, sure. He feels like a liar, someone who’s abandoned another.
The young psychic is surprised Amy still talks to him. Still has coffee with him. The town itself seems to have grown in progressive leaps and bounds and Ford finds this incredibly ironic. After all, Eddie is still coaching the football team.
Go figure.
It turns out Amy isn’t rah-rah sis-boom-bah with the new couple. Where she was once their cheer captain, she’s now their party planner. Why they need a party for - whatever reason, Ford doesn’t know and Eddie can’t object because - well, he’s Eddie. It’s at that party where things start to fall into place.
Fire places are meant to work and yet, that afternoon men have to come over and check it out. All’s clear and the party goes ahead. Amy’s true colors come out through a very drunk toast. Maybe Ford should have seen the signs of Amy’s alcoholism. Does anybody ever really catch these things in time?
The party ends on a rather low note but Ford sends his - whatever the hell he is home, he needs to make things right with Amy. A verbal sparring match follows where in his ex splashes champagne everywhere and knocks down a few more bottles.
Saving her is too easy. Ford hates that his thoughts revolve around this but they do because it is. The fire doesn’t spread and he makes sure she’s drunk and out of the house the second it starts.
His feelings are clear the next day at the hospital - especially when he comes clean to Amy - about everything. About the vision and about his and Eddie’s one night back in high school. About Eva.
Ford doesn’t mean to tell her about Eva but it kind of just comes out. Exes turned friends turned enemies turned confidantes have an odd heart to heart resulting in another rendezvous of sorts with best friends turned enemies turned lovers. It turns out bisexuality does exist but not for Eddie. Ford apologizes for hurting everybody in the situation and Eddie - believes him. About everything. About being psychic - just, everything and Ford learns that people can really surprise you.
His once close-minded town had become a progressive new frontier but it’s not where he belongs. Not really.
An idea of Eddie’s stands out, as Ford boards the plane that afternoon. In Ford’s mind, had he not come back to Plymouth the fire would never had started - there wouldn’t have been some kind of vengeful party with a faulty fire place and a drunk former bride-to-be. But in Eddie’s, Amy was always supposed to go down in flames, without Ford’s help, and Ford’s being there saved her either way.
Truth be told, he likes that idea more. It took time but he saved his ex girlfriend and found a new reason to hope - to believe in people.
People come into our lives for different reasons at different times. Sometimes these reasons are wonderful - and other times they really aren’t.
But now, the timing feels right.
Muse l Ford McKenie
Fandom l Original Character
Word Count l 708