Repost of drabbles...
And here we go!
Easy That Way
[Bad Girls, Nikki/Helen, little drabble of ramble-ness, somewhere in the three seasons]
When the night gets a little long, you ask yourself the same damn question: How much can you take?
How many times can you look, but not touch?
How many times can you fall apart, but keep begging for more?
How much is too much?
Helen spends her time figuring out her reality. And then reality closes in on her, trapping her in the mire of lust and confusion. Helen finds her fingers doing familiar things, but with an unfamiliar image in her mind. And then reality is blurred. Bars melt. Rules fade. Laws are just words. All Helen wants is Nikki. And yet, Nikki is Helen's downfall.
Nikki spends her time ignoring her reality. And then reality surrounds her, catching her in a web of disappointment and desire. Nikki finds her mind thinking anything is possible, but her heart feeling all things are impossible. And then reality breaks loose. Pain is justified. Loss is bearable. Time is infinite.
All Nikki wants is Helen. And yet, Helen is Nikki's prison.
Between the Lines
[Season three, Shane/Jenny, they share more than a lover...]
I just feel like I am losing myself.
That is what Shane says one night, sitting on the back porch as the traffic zooms by in the distance. Jenny waits for more, not sure if there will even be more than that. Not sure if there should be more than that.
Peace has been made. Carmen made her choice and Jenny supported it and Shane seemed to want it.
No one ever talked about how Carmen has been with them both, touched the soft and hard places underneath the clothing of them both, kissed them both. And yes, some kisses held more intent than others.
But they were still pieces of Carmen, pieces of Carmen attaching themselves to two separate women.
Then find yourself again.
Jenny answers back, gently pulling Shane closer and toying with Shane's hair. Shane inhales and exhales. And Jenny feels it against her neck, tickling her earlobe.
They share air. They share worries. They share more than either one would care to admit. Maybe they want to share more, sometimes...
Then a door opens and Carmen fills up the room and Shane slinks back inside and Jenny closes her eyes.
***
Said and Done
[S3, Alice/Dana, sad little thing]
What will Alice hold onto when it is all said and done?
She thinks of old times and that just tears her up. But when she thinks of what could have been... that hurts even more.
Can't turn back the clock, Alice hears. Can't change someones heart. Can't make them whole again.
Alice looks at pictures and smiles. Alice drives by the regular places and has to fight not to stop there, to look for her, to watch for her face to appear from around the corner and for her lips to smirk at Alice.
I'll take care of you.
Alice believed she could, you know. Really. That somehow... all the love inside of Alice's heart could save her.
That's what you do, isn't it? Make your love a cure to all pains. Alice had that to hold onto for a while. Her love for Dana.
And Dana needed Alice's love. More than medicine and more than sleep and more than anything else.
Or so Alice thought, once upon a time. Until it was over. And there was nothing left to hold onto, not a damn thing except the truth of the matter.
Dana is gone.
Are you listening to me, Al?
What? Oh yea... yea, no salad with the funny nuts in it, right...
Alice knows that Dana will be gone. Dana knows it, too. And so they just talk about random things and sometimes they look at each just a little too long and sometimes they do not look at all.
'Coz Dana is already leaving and she doesn't know what Alice will hold onto when it is all said and done.
Easy That Way
[Bad Girls, Nikki/Helen, little drabble of ramble-ness, somewhere in the three seasons]
When the night gets a little long, you ask yourself the same damn question: How much can you take?
How many times can you look, but not touch?
How many times can you fall apart, but keep begging for more?
How much is too much?
Helen spends her time figuring out her reality. And then reality closes in on her, trapping her in the mire of lust and confusion. Helen finds her fingers doing familiar things, but with an unfamiliar image in her mind. And then reality is blurred. Bars melt. Rules fade. Laws are just words. All Helen wants is Nikki. And yet, Nikki is Helen's downfall.
Nikki spends her time ignoring her reality. And then reality surrounds her, catching her in a web of disappointment and desire. Nikki finds her mind thinking anything is possible, but her heart feeling all things are impossible. And then reality breaks loose. Pain is justified. Loss is bearable. Time is infinite.
All Nikki wants is Helen. And yet, Helen is Nikki's prison.
Between the Lines
[Season three, Shane/Jenny, they share more than a lover...]
I just feel like I am losing myself.
That is what Shane says one night, sitting on the back porch as the traffic zooms by in the distance. Jenny waits for more, not sure if there will even be more than that. Not sure if there should be more than that.
Peace has been made. Carmen made her choice and Jenny supported it and Shane seemed to want it.
No one ever talked about how Carmen has been with them both, touched the soft and hard places underneath the clothing of them both, kissed them both. And yes, some kisses held more intent than others.
But they were still pieces of Carmen, pieces of Carmen attaching themselves to two separate women.
Then find yourself again.
Jenny answers back, gently pulling Shane closer and toying with Shane's hair. Shane inhales and exhales. And Jenny feels it against her neck, tickling her earlobe.
They share air. They share worries. They share more than either one would care to admit. Maybe they want to share more, sometimes...
Then a door opens and Carmen fills up the room and Shane slinks back inside and Jenny closes her eyes.
***
Said and Done
[S3, Alice/Dana, sad little thing]
What will Alice hold onto when it is all said and done?
She thinks of old times and that just tears her up. But when she thinks of what could have been... that hurts even more.
Can't turn back the clock, Alice hears. Can't change someones heart. Can't make them whole again.
Alice looks at pictures and smiles. Alice drives by the regular places and has to fight not to stop there, to look for her, to watch for her face to appear from around the corner and for her lips to smirk at Alice.
I'll take care of you.
Alice believed she could, you know. Really. That somehow... all the love inside of Alice's heart could save her.
That's what you do, isn't it? Make your love a cure to all pains. Alice had that to hold onto for a while. Her love for Dana.
And Dana needed Alice's love. More than medicine and more than sleep and more than anything else.
Or so Alice thought, once upon a time. Until it was over. And there was nothing left to hold onto, not a damn thing except the truth of the matter.
Dana is gone.
Are you listening to me, Al?
What? Oh yea... yea, no salad with the funny nuts in it, right...
Alice knows that Dana will be gone. Dana knows it, too. And so they just talk about random things and sometimes they look at each just a little too long and sometimes they do not look at all.
'Coz Dana is already leaving and she doesn't know what Alice will hold onto when it is all said and done.