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The hardest part (is letting go)
A/N: Four times Alicia says goodbye and one time she doesn't.
- Sometimes in life you lose friends, good friends even,
through fights, fate, external circumstances,
bad luck, stupidity or wrong decisions.-
I. Kelly Hogland
- In some cases alienation terminated a friendship over the years. This process was apparent to both parties. The end of a friendship was a break, that was not lost on either side, even if sometimes this change of heart was creeping in subtly and slowly.--
Kelly and Alicia had been friends since second grade. Lauren Dennings - Alicia's best friend at the time, had moved to San Diego at the end of first grade. It was easy then, easier than it was anytime else in anyone's life, Alicia would later say. Making friends was easiest in the early years of childhood when all it took to be friends was a single, simple question.
Will you be my friend?Over a decade of memories, of whispered confessions and wholehearted laughs under blankets of comfort and trust. A friendship like ( ... )
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- On rare occasions - which I am very grateful for - the feeling of friendship and companionship have changed to those of contempt, sadness, anger or rage. -- She didn't say goodbye or farewell or felt the need to fill the air between them with any other platitude. Alicia looked at him, saw the anger and disappointment in his eyes. She could tell that Will was deeply hurt by her actions, she could tell by the way he held himself. She remembered that in this moment Will looked exactly like he had all those years ago, back when they were both at Georgetown, when neither of them knew what they had or how to define it, define them - Gardner and Cavanaugh, or rather GardnerandCavanaugh. He looked sad, sadder than he usually did and just a little bit more disillusioned. Back then she had told him about her engagement to Peter, but now, now there were no words, there was nothing left to say ( ... )
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-- This process was always formative and disturbing. I could not simply press a button that said "Remove connection" to end a friendship, to remove myself from the other person's life mentally and physically, quietly and without their knowledge. --
The clock was ticking, taking away seconds, minutes and hours and she was still sitting in exactly the same bar with exactly the same thoughts and not a solution to the questions of her restless mind.
I want what we had. I want to be with you and only you. Forever.She traced circles on the wooden counter, breathing in and out quietly. In front of her sat a glass filled with Scotch - neat, single malt that she was afraid to touch, to taste and yet she could not bear letting the bartender take it away. So instead she sat lonely in a bar filled with eligible bachelors who had offered to buy her drinks on various occasions that night, just thinking about the taste of Scotch on her tongue and the feeling of liqueur burning her throat and the numbing comfort of ( ... )
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Reading your fic practically had me reconciled with Alicia, yours looks so much like a normal person trying her best, and sometimes not having a clue about how to get out of a dead end… Well, your Alicia is right: she can’t make it alone!
Very nice, thank you!
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