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| Wherever I Belong...; Metallica AU with a twist... James/OFC, Kirk/OFC | |
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 2:35 pm Post #826 |
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Jäger.....
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^^^ aaww.... Thank you girls so much! @ Bo. Right to the point! As always!! Love you! @ Mia. Sorryyyy.... but I plan this from the very beginning... Okay, here is continue. (continue of James' POV) The clock on the wall loudly counted in silent room. I don't know how much time had passed, it seemed like forever... forever in the dark, in an empty world without her. It's over... no more hope... she's gone... she's gone... she's gone... Meg's hand pulled me out of the deadly stupor, landing on my arm, and her voice pushed through the darkness. “I'm sorry James... God... I'm so sorry... I should've found you on that damn tour nine years ago, I should've followed my anger and talked to you, but she pleaded for me not to!” “How... did she...” I whispered through the tears. Mind hammering with unforgiven thoughts. She died, believing I forgot her.. my lips repeated the thoughts out loud. “She died believing I stopped loving her...” “No, James, she didn't blame you for anything... she.... loved you.” Meg squeezed my hands in hers. “She loved you... to the last day... I was with her... she was in the hospital... with the flu.. When she was... when she was in Russia, they found out that she had a heart problem, she was born with it, and it wasn't that bad until... they said that stress to the heart made it worse.” Meg stood up and walked to the window, her voice shaking as she continued. “It never bothered her that much... until she got the flu. The doctors said she would do fine but they didn't know what we knew, what time she's from... that her body didn't have same immune system... didn't grew up with all the modern bugs and vaccinations... she just couldn't fight it. It was so fast... just a few days... they couldn't lower her fever, her heart was beating so fast, and then... it just stopped... they tried, but they couldn't make it beat again...” Meg returned back to me, wiping her tears. I blindly stared at the floor, letting my tears drop, heart barely beating somewhere in my head with the lost hope, bleeding with a forever lost love. “James.. I'm sorry it all turned out this way, I wish it was different, I wish... I wish it all could've been different for all of us. I wish you and Alex, and me and Kirk stood the time and all that the world threw at us... but everything happens for a reason... maybe you found that car for a reason, too...” Her voice trailed away. I tried to breathe in, but my throat closed up and I sobbed out loud, lowering my head on her shoulder. “I wish I didn't make that stupid drunk mistake... I wish... I would've never let her go...” “What happened happened.. no one can change that... and back then... no one could've held her, James, the pain blinded her, made her run... from everything and everyone, including me...” “It was all my fault...” “James... we were young and thought we were stronger than the world. Look at me and Kirk.. we didn't survive it either. We were in love and thought that was enough to make it, thought our love would protect us, that nothing would ever tear us apart... But... I just couldn't trust him.. not after what happened to you and Alex. I tried to build a wall, pretend I knew nothing about his little fun on the side while I was in Africa... I tied to make myself believe he was fateful... but... I'm a realist... I tried, but I couldn't trust him.. and I walked away. I was afraid that what happened to you and Alex would eventually happen to us... I couldn't... It was always on my mind... poisoning me. Every phone call I listened for any noise beside him, wondering if he was with someone... right at that moment, while talking to me, if there was a woman in his bed...” Meg cleared her voice and breathed in. “You could've stayed and work as a band photographer, you know.” I made myself look up. “I could've... but then I would've hated myself and him for the sacrifices I made. It wasn't my calling, wasn't my path. He couldn't sacrifice his calling and I... I chose my career, and lost my love. You know, the funny part is... after that, my passion for travel and nature made me sick... I hated it for taking Kirk away from me, I couldn't do it... it was too much pain. I hated every sunset, every drop of rain, every leaf, every fucking tree... I lost it all. It took me years of searching and years of anger at everyone to pull myself together...” Meg's eyes stopped at the window and she quickly glanced at the clock, turning pale. “James... I... I have things to do... I have to... sorry to have to cut it short... we need to talk more, but not now... I'm not ready yet.. I need time.. you need time...” She stood up and walked to the window, nervously turning to the door. The next moment it flew open, letting in a boy with long blond wavy hair. “Mom-Meg, I'm home!” He dropped his backpack on the chair, turning to us. “Jame--.. why are you... home so early?“ Meg stuttered on her words, quickly walking to the boy, and blocking me from his view. “We had an early release, the stupid sub didn't show up, and Mike's mom gave me a ride.” “You should've called! You know how I hate when other people drive you.” She wrapped her arms around his figure, turning him away from me and a weak smile touched my lips, watching him fight against her overbearing affection, pulling out of her arms. “Oh, come on, Mom-Meg, I’m not a baby! I’m ten, stop embarrassing me!” He finally got his freedom, looking at me with a self-conscious smile. “When did you become a mother?” “It's a long story... Jamie....This is... my old friend James Hetfield.” Meg's face flinched. “Hi! Nice to meet you, sir.” Blond curls waved and curious sea colored eyes peered at me. “I'm James, too, but she always calls me that baby name, Jamie.” Ocean green-blue pulled away and returned to Meg, and I felt a small pin of something digging into my heart as my lips answered on autopilot. “My mom did that, too. Nice to meet you, James.” The pin in my heart grew bigger, pushing, twisting. Suddenly the room exploded with a horrid scream, followed by a bark, and a black, howling fluffy ball darted across the living room, chased by a yellow lab. The cat leaped on the TV stand, tipping the tower of movies over. “Maxy, bad dog!” Meg tried to catch the black fury in her hands, but it released another howl, clawing its way out of her arms and to the top of the bookshelves, dropping everything on its way to safety. The dog stood up on its back legs, pushing Meg off her balance. I jumped up to help her, while the boy pulled the dog away by the collar. “Maxy, down girl!” “Shit! Stupid cat!” Meg grabbed at the deep red bleeding marks on her arms as the cat hissed from the top of the shelves, backing up and knocking the vase over. On pure impulse I caught it midair in my hands and the boy rushed to Meg. “Oh my Gods, you're bleeding!” As his words hit the air, the pin in my heart ruptured, sending a lightning charge through my body. My heart jumped and I froze, staring at the boy, blood pumping loudly in my temples. 'My Gods... my Gods... my Gods!' Oh, my... Gods... “What did you just... ” I breathed out through my suddenly dry throat. “What did you say?” “You're bleeding..” Ocean blue-green eyes turned to me, puzzled. “No... before that... you said... my...” I choked on my words. “Oh.. that... My Gods. My Mom used to say that, I know it's weird, but I always liked it.” Sea colored eyes turned sad and Alex's face floated up from the depths of my memory with another pair of the same colored eyes, and my heart stopped. The vase slid out of my hands, hitting the floor. “Your... your Mom... Alex...” I pushed through the expanding lump in my throat. He's Alex's son... she gave him my name... Meg quickly moved between us, turning to Jamie. “Jamie, go to your room and stay there till I clean in here.. it's not safe... broken glass everywhere... I don't want you to get hurt. Go, go right now!” Blue-green eyes let me go, and my heart jumped to follow. “No, wait!” “James don't!” Meg turned to me, throwing over her shoulder. “Go Jamie! Go right now.” After the door behind the boy closed, Meg breathed in, biting her lip. “James...” I backed into the wall, sliding down to the floor. She didn't want me to think she was coming back because she needed me... she was... she... she.... oh, my... Gods... he has her eyes, her smile... he's ten... he looks like me at that age... he's... he's... A whisper flew off my lips. “He's... my son...” Meg lowered her head with a silent nod. “That day when.. when she walked in on you and that slut... she was nauseous for a few days... she... she took a test before the party... She dropped everything and drove home, she came back a day early because she couldn't wait to tell you...” The pain twisted my heart, chest heaving, suffocating with remorse. I covered my face with my hands, releasing the moan of a wounded animal. |
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| SlayingTheDreamer | March 22, 2012, 2:47 pm Post #827 |
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Never talk with strangers.
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I felt shivers while reading this chapter, it was so emotive...I'm so glad that Alex left a part of herself -little Jamie, not everything is hopeless. At least James has his son as a consolation...ah, this is so sad Olya....can't express myself in a good way right now, sorry... Edited by SlayingTheDreamer, March 22, 2012, 2:48 pm.
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 22, 2012, 2:49 pm Post #828 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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Yeah babe yeah!!! James has a sooon!!!! I know you're busy but... Its all your fault...I want more!!!
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 2:50 pm Post #829 |
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Jäger.....
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The fact that you had shivers, is the highest prize for me!!!! That means I delivered it just right! Thank you hunny!!!
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 2:51 pm Post #830 |
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Jäger.....
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I shall write more, but so far it's all I have... but I have a plan!!!
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| tuesday's gone | March 22, 2012, 5:01 pm Post #831 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Why are you doing this to me??????!!!!!!!! God!!!! And he's bleeding!!! Outside and inside. And Meg hates sunsets, and she got proposed during one! And Alex's heart broke, literally. And just fuck. |
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 5:03 pm Post #832 |
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Jäger.....
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Aaawww... I know... but it's not the end... yet...
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| tuesday's gone | March 22, 2012, 5:06 pm Post #833 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Don't give rise to hope if there is none. I don't care about cosmic balance right now, too hormonal
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| Some_Kind_Of_Monster | March 22, 2012, 5:06 pm Post #834 |
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☠ (R.I.P) † Return Is Possible †
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Yes you like to kill us slowly
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 5:10 pm Post #835 |
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Jäger.....
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But he has a son.... and then... well, you'll know it when I write it...lol Hormones all around, mine are out of control too! lol
I wish I could write faster... but I can't... I have to feel it, reread it.. and all that... but I'm working on itttt! |
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| jØrdan | March 22, 2012, 7:43 pm Post #836 |
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Valar Morghulis
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I got chills when he described Jaimi's eyes... I can't believe he has a son... OMG I'm speachless... UGH! This is your comeback! Balancing out life and death. ;_; I'm so happy he gets a part of her still!! a;sldkfja;lksdfja;lsdfjal;ksdf I NEED TO HAVE MORE!!! |
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| Olyamet | March 22, 2012, 8:01 pm Post #837 |
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Jäger.....
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I don't have more.. yet... I'm trying to write... but I just can't.. husband home and all that...lol |
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| MetallicaObsessed | March 22, 2012, 11:09 pm Post #838 |
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Some Kind Of Monster
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I haven't been on the boards for a couple of weeks. I just caught up on everything. OMG Olya, you are a master storyteller! I experienced a full range of emotions that have left me quite breathless and my heart racing! I eagerly await the next update to this saga!
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| Tallulah | March 23, 2012, 11:18 am Post #839 |
Bad Seed
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Still sad.
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| jØrdan | March 23, 2012, 7:08 pm Post #840 |
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Valar Morghulis
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