By the Sea 14
TITLE : By the Sea 12
RATING : the whole of the story get's an R rating.
DISCLAIMER : I unfortunately don't own lovett, or sweeney. :(
PAIRING : sweeneyXlovett
SUMMARY : This is a little chapter story. This is also on ff.net and deviant art. My first ever fic.
Neither one could believe what he had just said. Lucy. He had called her Lucy. She threw him off of her put on one of his old shirts and stormed out. The slamming of the door on her way out had woken him out of his shock. He couldn't believe it. Did he really just call her Lucy? The name of the person Benjamin loved to the person he loved? Wait, since when did he love her? At that moment his thoughts made him realize something. He and Benjamin were the same person, Benjamin was the past while Sweeney was the present and the future. And Sweeney loved somebody who was the complete opposite of Benjamin's Lucy. He quickly got dressed and ran downstairs. But when he got there he found a complete disaster. Books and other knick-knacks had been thrown around the room. Some were even broken. He found her by the fireplace, ripping things up and throwing them into the fire. He came up behind her and saw what she was throwing in. They were old photos of the two of them together when they were younger. He put a hand on her shoulder. She turned and saw it was him then immediately backed away into a wall and froze there. He noticed that she was crying. Her makeup was smeared everywhere, hair askew, and clad only in his old shirt. Shestill looked beautiful. Then he looked into her eyes and saw something he had never seen before and it hurt him more then anything ever had before. Her eyes clearly displayed her hurt and complete brokeness. He wanted to look away but he couldn't she was mesmerising. Then she looked at him with those tearful, broken eyes and asked him a simple question, why? All he could do was open and close his mouth like a fish. She hung her head low and collapsed onto the floor. The pain in her heart was to much to bear. The man could kill his wife, blame her for everything, have her do everything for him, have sex with her but he bloody well didn't give a damn about her. Or at least that's what she thought. She had always feared deep down that he didn't care but always pushed it out of her head. She didn't know to do anymore. He was her reason and her life and he hated her so much that he imagined that she was Lucy just to have sex with her. So there they were, a woman that was slowly but surely dying of a brokenheart and a man that was ready to love but didn't know what to do. They were the perfect pair by the sea, whether they knew it or not.