Funeral of hearts ch 11b
Title: The funeral of hearts - ch 11b
Author: dark_light_girl
Pairing: Ville/Bam
Rating: pg-13
Summary: Just as Bam finds happiness, his life and love are torn apart
Disclaimer: I dont own ville or bam, but wish i did XD twuld be fun
Warnings: tis a tiny bit sad = [
Author's Notes: This is my first ever fic, so comments critial or otherwise appreciated, taah x
Confused beyond belief I allow the anrgy blond to push past me and enter my dommain.
He looks round in shock, before his eyes come to rest on mine, Anger still glittering in his gaze...
***
"You look like shit"
"Oh thanks man. I did just get smacked in the face mind you."
"..."
"Care to explain that?"
"You know what?" Anger rocketed in his voice, he didn't wait for a reply, "I've just left Ville at home, crying on the fuckin floor, pissed outa his head saying he wants to die."
My heart hurt at the sound of his name
"What does that have to do with me?"
"You didn't even think about going to the funeral did you? After all that woman did for you. Even after Ville came back here to try and help you, you didn't even have the decency to comfort him when he needed it most."
I saw red
"You don't know ANYTHING...he came back. Fucked with me and left. You expect me to comfort him now?"
"What the hell are you on about? Your the one who lied to him."
I could hear Skank moving behind me.
"No... hes the one lying to you."
"No Bam. Iv'e see the note, "Make him hurt. Love S" thats right yeah?"
Just then, I felt like the bottom of my stomache had fallen out.
I turned round, my gaze fueled by my growing paranoia falling on a nervous looking Skank.
"Bam, He-he's lying. Come on hunnie, this had no-nothing to do with m-"
"Get away from me." I growled under my breath.
"Ba-"
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!" I picked up the nearest object to hand and threw it at him, The lamp shattered on impact.
He ran out of the room, and as i followed, continued out of the front door.
When I returned Linde was perched on the edge of my chair, looking uncomfortable.
"You....you didn't.."
"No... I didn't.."
He stood up, eyes resting on mine for a second before they came to rest on the floor - from experiance, I knew that this was not a good sign.
"It changes nothing..." He sighed. "You should have been there for him Bam...I can't forgive you for that..."
"I thought...-"
"It doesn't matter what you thought. You owed it to him, and his mother. I can't forgive you..."
"..."
"And neither will he."
Tears welled up in my eyes.
"But-"
"He deserves better than you Bam..." It was then I noticed the tears swimming in the depths of his eyes. The shock was obviously visible in my face. As he cleared his throat, and stood up to leave.
"I should go, I'l see you around Bam...Well" He paused, "Maybe not..."
I wondered wether its actually possible to be close to Ville...without falling for him...
As he walked away from the house I struggled to cope with what had happened. Despite what Linde said, hope flickered inside of me...I knew what I had to do...
***
"Welcome everyone to our first meeting. I hope you've all settled into your room's ok. My name is Cherrie and I'm your group therapist. Why don't we start by going round the circle, tell everyone your name and why your here."
I took a deep breath.
"Hey...My name's Bam, I'm a Heroin addict and I'm here to get clean... "
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3 months later
***
"We are gathered here today..."
I gazed into his beautiful green eyes, telling myself that this is the best day of my life.
He opened his mouth and began to speak.
"I, Ville Valo, take you Jonne Aaron..."
I took a deep breath.
"I do..."
Unknow to them both hundreds of miles away, a familliar face was boarding a plane,
destination - Finland Helsinki
and yet, unknow to all three of them...He was being followed...