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Title: Every Moment of Every Day
Author: Christine
Character: Donna
Rating: PG
Spoilers: The Ticket
Notes: Emo!Donna took a hold of me and wouldn't let go. Concrit welcome and appreciated.
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It takes every ounce of will power you possess to leave his office with your head held high and your back straight. You feel as if everyone is staring, as if they know - how hard this was for you, how much it hurt, how much you cared… Everything.
Of course, they don't know, not really. You're that girl from Russell's campaign. The chicken fighter. The one who rallied in support of the opposition.
They don't know anything about you - or your history. They don't know about Wisconsin. They don't know about the job you had before you worked for Russell. They don't know that for seven long years you saw yourself as Josh's girl Friday, the one he counted on the most, the one he cared about above all others.
They don't know how much it hurt when the truth of your situation was made clear to you.
They don't know about Gaza or Germany or how it felt when you came home.
They don't know the agony you went through when you finally had the nerve to leave.
They don't know that every night you go to bed missing a man that was never truly yours to miss.
They don't know anything about you.
All they really know is that they were told to put you on the schedule. Probably by Leo. Possibly by someone in the White House. Definitely by someone with more authority and power than them.
You're just a name on a schedule, a face from the news.
They probably don't even know you used to work for him.
And still… even knowing all that, you can't help but imagine their stares as you walk away with tears in your eyes. You can't help but imagine that they can see the hole in your heart, the pain in your soul, the emptiness inside you… Everything.
Including how much you're clinging to those final words -
I miss you every day…
~End~
Author: Christine
Character: Donna
Rating: PG
Spoilers: The Ticket
Notes: Emo!Donna took a hold of me and wouldn't let go. Concrit welcome and appreciated.
~~~
It takes every ounce of will power you possess to leave his office with your head held high and your back straight. You feel as if everyone is staring, as if they know - how hard this was for you, how much it hurt, how much you cared… Everything.
Of course, they don't know, not really. You're that girl from Russell's campaign. The chicken fighter. The one who rallied in support of the opposition.
They don't know anything about you - or your history. They don't know about Wisconsin. They don't know about the job you had before you worked for Russell. They don't know that for seven long years you saw yourself as Josh's girl Friday, the one he counted on the most, the one he cared about above all others.
They don't know how much it hurt when the truth of your situation was made clear to you.
They don't know about Gaza or Germany or how it felt when you came home.
They don't know the agony you went through when you finally had the nerve to leave.
They don't know that every night you go to bed missing a man that was never truly yours to miss.
They don't know anything about you.
All they really know is that they were told to put you on the schedule. Probably by Leo. Possibly by someone in the White House. Definitely by someone with more authority and power than them.
You're just a name on a schedule, a face from the news.
They probably don't even know you used to work for him.
And still… even knowing all that, you can't help but imagine their stares as you walk away with tears in your eyes. You can't help but imagine that they can see the hole in your heart, the pain in your soul, the emptiness inside you… Everything.
Including how much you're clinging to those final words -
I miss you every day…
~End~