Title: No One.
Author: Seven... well, Me.
Rating: R. I don't think NC-17.
Pairing: Billie Joe/Mike
Disclaimer: Not real, don't sue. Fan Fiction.
Summary: A little something I built off of inspiration. o_O
Notes: Long. Seven and a half Word pages. Good, although I think it's a little rushed towards the end. Lemme' know what you think. ^_^
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Have you read my other fics?
If you thought this was amazing, you should read "Who Is She?". That was my first fic and it's absolutely the best of my work, I think. All my stories are in my mems under "My Work" or "Mine" Or something to that effect if you're interested.
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that was wonderful!
Really...
I loved the nicotine metaphor, and the part about Billie making Mike love him more. So, so sad.
But good. Really good. =]
Greeeeeeattt job! <3
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I loved that you loved it. My favorite part:
"Hey, hey. Uhm, don't cry. It's that thought that counts... I- I don't need my morning coffee."
"Yes you do. I- I just wanted to make you love me more so this wasn't so frustrating."
"I can't love you anymore than I do now, Billie Joe." I turned him around so he was facing me and he buried his face in my shirt, his fists clenched around the thin fabric.
"You aren't gonna' love me anymore..." He whined into my soggy chest.
"Because you can't make a cup of coffee?" He choked out a hard sob, "That's not true. I thought it was kinda' endearing... and a little hot."
"You think a grown man crying over a pot of coffee is hot?" He said, a sense of sarcasm lacing his words.
"No. I think you getting pissed over some coffee is hot."
It's a long favorite part, but I loved it.
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In fact, I never planned for him to actually kill himself, I don't know if I could ever kill one of them in my work.
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