So, I was searching for one of my old fic (Here, if you're curious), and I found it. Then I found two days later I had posted the next part to Vainglorius, which is a story very near and dear to my heart, and one of the only one's I've ever "finished". Sometime around now last year I posted a poll in which direction the story should go. The decision was that (I had written two parts) the third part would be Greg angst, which showed the actual break up, four would resolve the original problem brought up in two, and five was supposed to be either an epilogue or show how they got together in the first place. I've been thinking about this fic a lot, and I was wondering, do you think it feels finished?
Does it need a last part?
Vainglorius
Inspired by
cinderlily's fic Champagne High, one of my favourites. Ahem.
A breakup. A wedding. A divorce. Make up? The words, I'll be waiting when the marriage falls apart will never have the same meaning again. :) Three parts angst and one part fluff, it should all balance out in the end.
One, Where Everything Goes Wrong
Two, Where We Take Three Steps Forward, Two Steps Back
Three, Where We Learn Happiness is a Warm Gun
Four, Where We Learn How to Say Sorry
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Does it need a last part?
Vainglorius
Inspired by
A breakup. A wedding. A divorce. Make up? The words, I'll be waiting when the marriage falls apart will never have the same meaning again. :) Three parts angst and one part fluff, it should all balance out in the end.
One, Where Everything Goes Wrong
Two, Where We Take Three Steps Forward, Two Steps Back
Three, Where We Learn Happiness is a Warm Gun
Four, Where We Learn How to Say Sorry
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Date: 2005-12-01 01:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-01 03:28 am (UTC)wheres four? i must read!
Part Four- A
Date: 2005-12-01 07:54 am (UTC)"How are you? I mean, you sounded pretty bad on the phone and you kind of look like shit."
"Gee, thanks Greg. No, but you're right. It's been a hard couple of days."
"Anything I can do to help? Something with Sadie?"
"Do you remember my wedding?"
A dark look flashed across Greg's face as he muttered something.
"Sorry, stupid question. I mean, do you remember what you said to me?"
Greg shifted so he was sitting, looked down at the ground studying the Texas carpet on the floor before evening out his emotions and looked at Nick. He bit his lip, studying Nick's face before managing,
"I'll be waiting when the marriage falls apart." It was barely a whisper. At that moment, Greg looked so vulnerable and so small. He looked sad, but was desperately trying to mask it. Nick could only nod, before sitting beside him on the edge of the couch.
"Come here." Nick said after a moment, as Greg started to sniffle. Greg rested his head on Nick's chest, before closing his eyes and letting a few tears escape. Nick started to rock Greg back and forth, murmuring something reassuring. Working up the courage, Nick pressed a light kiss on the top of Greg's head. "You know Greg," he whispered, "I don't like this flat hair. I just got used to the taste of gel." A small laugh escaped, but the tears persisted. Nick sighed, and wondered how he ever could have caused this.
xxx
A few hours later, Nick woke up by the sound of is doorbell. Rubbing his eye, he realized that he had fallen asleep on his couch, with Greg now resting in his lap. Gently picking up Greg's head, Nick got up and placed Greg's head back onto the couch. Sighing, he started towards the door.
Unlocking the door, he looked back as Greg began to stir.
"Hello?" he asked as he opened the door.
Standing there was Sadie. She had the most amazing timing. "Sadie." he managed, not sure exactly what to do.
"Sadie?" There's alarm in Greg's voice, causing Nick to turn.
Greg is now sitting up on the couch, wiping sleep from his eyes.
Sadie presses her lips together and shoves her way past Nick.
"Is this her? Well, I guess him.." she laughed sarcastically, bitter evident in her thick texas accent. Nick doesn't answer, but closes the door firmly. He exhales and looks between Sadie and Greg, not quite sure what to do or say.
Greg licked his lips and asked, "What do you mean?"
Her eyes flashed as she sat down in a chair opposite the couch from Greg. This had been her home for more than five years, so she managed to make herself somewhat comfortable. As comfortable as she could be at least.
"I asked him why he wanted the divorce. As far as I knew, we were happy. I thought maybe an affair, but Nick here assured me it wasn't. He said he wasn't over somebody and he couldn't keep lying to himself anymore. So I assume, you would be this person..am I right?" She trailed off accusingly and watched Nick shove his hands in his pockets before nodding slowly.
Re: Part Four- B
Date: 2005-12-01 07:55 am (UTC)Greg's jaw dropped as he blinked twice obviously trying to register everything. He ran a hand through his hair, unsure.
"G--" Nick started before shaking his head. "You know what? It was stupid of me. I'm sorry. Seriously. I should have known. It was stupid. You were so drunk at the wedding too..I should have known you didn't mean it.."
Sadie crossed her arms and cleared her throat to remind everybody of her presence. Slowly Greg rose off the couch and made his way so he was standing in front of Nick. He turned to Sadie and murmured some sort of apology before a shaking hand reached out to trace the outline of Nick's jawline but Nick caught his hand.
"They're shaking. When did this start up?"
Sure enough, Greg's hands were shaking. He looked at them somewhat surprised and managed to whisper, "Just now."
Sadie started laughing which startled the two of them enough to spring back.
"Ignore her," Nick murmured before taking one of Greg's hands and kissing it. "I'm so sorry Greg."
Greg opened his mouth to say 'I know' but Nick silenced him by kissing him lightly.
Sadie made a grunt of disgust and stormed out of the room, and just before she exited she spited out hatefully, "I never even loved you anyways."
There wasn't anymore talking for quite awhile.
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Date: 2005-12-01 03:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-01 10:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-01 11:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-01 11:04 pm (UTC)I think we're getting an epilogue. If the muse feels like co-operating.
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Date: 2005-12-01 11:05 pm (UTC)However, I think we're getting an epilogue. Lets hope the muse thinks so too.
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Date: 2005-12-01 11:06 pm (UTC)So, epilogue it is, as long as the muse co-operates.
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Date: 2005-12-02 08:32 am (UTC)