Angelface
By Missy

SERIES: Angelface
PART: one of one
Author: Missy
Email: HIMH@aol.com
RATING: PG-13,for inferrence.
PAIRING(s): Hooray! It's S/C!

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CATEGORY: S/C
CANNON/SPOILERS: Anywhere In The Cannon
FEEDBACK: PLEASE?!
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: Let's get away from it all...almost
NOTES: A songfic, set to Lisa Bigwood's "Angelface".

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Their last day at the cabin.

He understood, now, that they wouldn't get anywhere. She had tiffed with him on Saturday, teared up on Sunday, and spent Monday in stony silence.

Then she decided that maybe she'd make it up to him by prancing around in a tee-shirt and nothing much else.

Angelface
This is the Hottest Day
Dewdrops in the morning
Crickets in the grass

You're The Only One

He sang to himself as he tossed rocks into the pond; not even trying to skip them. Each sunk to the bottom of the lake, undisturbed by their violent sinking.

I bring all of my lovers
To the mountains
They never do forget

Her desperation sank into him, making him edgy, testy; he flashed at her with sharp glints of steely anger that caused her baby-cow eyes to turn black with fear.

How could he hurt her? He didn't have the guts.

Make a quilt
of small dark pieces
Angelface

But she didn't hesitate to turn him into a beast, looming through the overheated afternoon, baying at the sky for a little of her affection.

She loved him with a juicy intensity. It was insincere.

Angelface
This is the Hardest Day
Deers in the meadow
Hunters in the grass

You're The Only One

And yet she stood there, expecting him to love her in the middle of nowhere. Expecting him to come to her instead of just meeting him halfway.

He couldn't do it. Couldn't lie to himself anymore.

Tread very carefully
Angelface

He knew the truth now.

She was insincere. And he could not find the heart of her in the darkness of this cover.


The End!













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