Fan Fiction: Chorus of the Heart
Fan Fiction
Fandom: Bones
Title: Chorus of the Heart (2/?)
Pairing/Characters in this chapter: Booth and Brennan.
Rating: T
Spoilers: So far, none.
Summary: This is a collection of one-shots based on music lyrics. I take suggestions, if you have any to make.
Disclaimer: The characters and the musics used are not mine, unless they're made up characters.
Author Note: I'll post a new piece once a week, if possible. Music lyrics in bold italic are by The Postal Service - Against the Odds. This is also posted on Fanfiction.net here. Criticism is always welcomed, as long as you're polite.
Previous
As if the skies could sense what was happening between them, it started to rain.
They knew there was something between them. One day they decided to try it out. It had worked for quite some time.
Now, though, it seemed like the worst decision they could've ever made.
Booth wasn't sure what pulled them apart. He just knew it had reached its point of rupture. They were too much into it, too much damaged by what they'd seen in their lives that it wasn't working anymore.
He'd made the mistake of breaking her heart. He couldn't even believe he'd be so stupid after all the warnings he'd received from Cam, Dr. Wyatt and even Max.
Max. He'd kill him if he'd find him now.
Of course it had never been his intention. He would never break Brennan's heart on purpose. Not after everything he knew of her past. But he'd been too drunk and frustrated over a case that he just happened to wake up in his bed, with an unknown woman lying at his side and Brennan looking at the scene, by the door.
That was something he'd never forget: the look of intense hurt and betrayal in her eyes, those blue orbits dancing in the water of her own tears. She'd run away, then.
At the lab, he could sense something different. And it wasn't only because of Hodgins' disapproving stare or the moment Angela's hand connected with his face, followed by a soft "How could you?"
And now here he was, standing in the rain, watching her leave, not entirely sure if the water running down his face was all raindrops.
As he watched her from the doorstep of what once was their home, he just thought to himself.
'I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry. There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why. You're the only one who really knew me at all…'
But she never looked back. And he could understand why she couldn't make herself to do so. She'd given him her heart. He'd been the one to promise not to break it, for he knew this would be the one breaking she wouldn't be able to bear. And yet he did it anyway. He watched her pause by the door of the cab.
'Well, take a look at me now. There's just an empty space. And you coming back to me is against the odds. And that's what I've got to face.'
She got into the cab and closed the door quickly. He could see her talking to the cab driver, surely telling him to leave right away. She wouldn't be around for much longer and he found himself wondering if he'd ever see her again.
Fandom: Bones
Title: Chorus of the Heart (2/?)
Pairing/Characters in this chapter: Booth and Brennan.
Rating: T
Spoilers: So far, none.
Summary: This is a collection of one-shots based on music lyrics. I take suggestions, if you have any to make.
Disclaimer: The characters and the musics used are not mine, unless they're made up characters.
Author Note: I'll post a new piece once a week, if possible. Music lyrics in bold italic are by The Postal Service - Against the Odds. This is also posted on Fanfiction.net here. Criticism is always welcomed, as long as you're polite.
Previous
As if the skies could sense what was happening between them, it started to rain.
They knew there was something between them. One day they decided to try it out. It had worked for quite some time.
Now, though, it seemed like the worst decision they could've ever made.
Booth wasn't sure what pulled them apart. He just knew it had reached its point of rupture. They were too much into it, too much damaged by what they'd seen in their lives that it wasn't working anymore.
He'd made the mistake of breaking her heart. He couldn't even believe he'd be so stupid after all the warnings he'd received from Cam, Dr. Wyatt and even Max.
Max. He'd kill him if he'd find him now.
Of course it had never been his intention. He would never break Brennan's heart on purpose. Not after everything he knew of her past. But he'd been too drunk and frustrated over a case that he just happened to wake up in his bed, with an unknown woman lying at his side and Brennan looking at the scene, by the door.
That was something he'd never forget: the look of intense hurt and betrayal in her eyes, those blue orbits dancing in the water of her own tears. She'd run away, then.
At the lab, he could sense something different. And it wasn't only because of Hodgins' disapproving stare or the moment Angela's hand connected with his face, followed by a soft "How could you?"
And now here he was, standing in the rain, watching her leave, not entirely sure if the water running down his face was all raindrops.
As he watched her from the doorstep of what once was their home, he just thought to himself.
'I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry. There's so much I need to say to you, so many reasons why. You're the only one who really knew me at all…'
But she never looked back. And he could understand why she couldn't make herself to do so. She'd given him her heart. He'd been the one to promise not to break it, for he knew this would be the one breaking she wouldn't be able to bear. And yet he did it anyway. He watched her pause by the door of the cab.
'Well, take a look at me now. There's just an empty space. And you coming back to me is against the odds. And that's what I've got to face.'
She got into the cab and closed the door quickly. He could see her talking to the cab driver, surely telling him to leave right away. She wouldn't be around for much longer and he found himself wondering if he'd ever see her again.