The Bucket List >> Sabriel ✔️

40: Fix A Broken Heart

"He got, he got, he got
His own reasons for talking to me..."

Gabe listened to the music seeping from the guy sitting next to him's headphones, staring into the space in front of him. The train was half-full, people of all ages and races sitting and standing around him, all the faces blurring into one, each bored, out-of-it expression increasing the empty feeling inside him.

"And he don't, he don't, he don't
Give a fuck about what I need..."

Gabe glanced out of the window at the brick walls that he could barely make out in the darkness speeding past them. He could see the reflection of his arm in the window, and his moose tattoo stood out clearly. He winced, turning away.

"And I can't tell you why
Because my brain can't equate it..."

Maybe he did blow it way out of proportion. But at the end of the day, Sam was insinuating that Gabe wasn't good enough as he was. He meant that Gabe needed to change in order to fit his idea of perfect. And that wasn't okay.

"Tell me your lies
Because I just can't face it..."

Gabe sniffled slightly. I'm not even sad anymore, not about the whole thing we were arguing about. So what's making me feel like this?

He subconsciously reached up and traced his tattoo.

"It's you..."

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"I won't, I won't, I won't
Cover my scars, I'll let them bleed..."

Sam drove into the night, radio playing, key in his lap and tears streaking down his face.

Where could he be? Oh please someone tell me where he could be...

"So my silence, so my silence
Won't be mistaken for peace..."

He knew he had really messed up this time. His words were definitely not supposed to come out that way, and he knew, he knew that Gabe had a lot of self-esteem issues, so to make him feel like that about a part of him that he couldn't change, was sort of a dick move on his part - he just hoped his fiancé would forgive him.

"Am I wrong for wanting us to make it?"

Sam sped up, passing countless numbers of hotels and shops, a train station whirring past him and red lights disappearing behind him.

"Could it be that it's a lesson
That I never had to learn?"

He sped up a ramp to a multi-storey car park, watching the streets get smaller underneath him as he got higher.

"I looked at it like a blessing
And now it's just a curse..."

Sam eventually got to the top storey, high above and level with most other buildings. He squealed to a stop.

"I don't know why
I don't know why..."

He turned off the car and jumped out, slamming the door shut. He walked over to the edge, looking over, his tears dripping off his face and falling to the ground far below.