Some writing on draft day...

[honeybee718.livejournal.com]

Title: You Are My Signal Fire (Part 25)
Characters: Andrew Raycroft / Ian White, appearances by Matt Stajan and Kyle Wellwood
Word Count: 577, a short one for me
Rating: PG-13
Setting: Gravenhurst, Ontario (Lake Muskoka)
Disclaimer: I don’t own these players, nor do I know their sexual preferences. The whole thing is a work of my imagination. The title is part of the lyrics from snow patrol’s song ‘Signal Fire’. Avvy made by bhvana_grint

|| Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 || Part 11 || Part 12 || Part 13 || Part 14 || Part 15 || Parts 16 & 17 || Part 18 || Part 19 || Part 20 || Part 21 || Part 22 || Part 23 || Part 24 ||

 

Andy’s POV

We spent most of the next day, lounging around the cottage. It was a nice feeling to just sit and do nothing, although watching the Stanley cup final game last night made us all a little antsy. Ottawa had beaten Anaheim 5 to 3. I wished it was us there instead of Anaheim, to beat Ottawa and go on to win the Stanley Cup. But here we sat, drinking beer and getting tanned out in beach chairs. It didn’t even compare.

The day passed much quicker than I had ever thought it could. It seemed like out of nowhere it was dark out and we were making dinner again, a combination of leftover steak and fish. For dessert we were eating some strawberry-rhubarb pie that I had picked up at the bakery. As I dug my fork into its flaky surface, my hand began trembling again. Matt quirked an eyebrow at me when he noticed the tremor, so I decided to go upstairs and fix it.

“Where are you going?”

“Um, just to the bathroom?” I laughed, “Why am I not allowed?”

Matt laughed it off too, “Just curious.”

I sat on the edge of the bed, pulling my suit case out from underneath of it and unzipping it. The familiar orange pill bottle was in my hand as I twisted off the cap, dumping a pill into the other hand. I was about to put it away when, “Hey Andrew I…” Ian stopped dead in his tracks in the middle of the door frame, eyes glued to my hand. “What the fuck is that?”

“It’s um…it’s…” I hesitated, throwing it immediately back in the bottle and pocketing the evidence.

“Is that why your hands have stopped shaking, cause you’re getting your “fix” behind our backs?” His hands were balled into fists as his voice started to rise.

“Don’t make me sound like a heroine addict…I’m only taking it for the pain, its different!”

“It’s NOT different Andrew! Look at yourself…if it’s not an addiction than why are you hiding it from everyone?”

“Cause I knew you’d react like this! And oh look…I was right. It’s not hurting anyone letting me take them.”

“Your hurting yourself Andrew, it’s not good for you. You just can’t see it…Just give me the bottle.” He held out his hand, eyes now fixed on mine.

I looked away, staring at my shoes and not moving a muscle. He exhaled slowly, “That’s it Andrew! I’ve had enough of this and I’m going to make it really simple for you. It’s either me or the medication because you can’t have both.”

I was speechless.

Ian’s POV

He just sat their staring at me, a blank expression on his face. But I took that as some kind of answer, because I nodded my head, finally diverting my eyes to the floor, “Then get out. Go sleep down stairs or something, cause I don’t want to look at you.”

“Ian…I..”

“Just get out.”

He got off the bed reluctantly and went downstairs, staring at the floor the whole time. I slammed the door behind him the minute his heels were in the hall. I went and laid down on the bed feeling sick all of a sudden, how long had this been going on? What the hell was he thinking? I hope there hasn’t been any permanent damage.

I looked through red eyes at the clock beside me, 12:03 AM…happy birthday to me.

Comments

[purpledragon104.livejournal.com]

Awww, poor Ian, worrying about/fighting with Andy on his birthday. And poor Andy, got himself addicted to pain killers. Excellent story, makes great bedtime reading.

[bkm5191.livejournal.com]

this is going interesting places, very cool.

[jadedragon-84.livejournal.com]

interesting indeed, i guess there's no happily ever after for these two yet.

[sabresgirl18.livejournal.com]

Andy has some serious issues he needs to work out but it makes for a great story line! I can't wait to find out what happens and I hope they can get back together soon!

[honeybee718.livejournal.com]

Oh they shall no worries, Andy's dumb but he's not THAT dumb. lol I'm half done the next chapter but now I have to go to work. So more to post later on.

[ovielove.livejournal.com]

Ack, the angst...the ANGST. *sob*

I keep forgetting to comment but I'm loving this story! Yay!

More please :)

[bhavna-grint.livejournal.com]

*facepalm* HOW DID I MISS THIS CH?! *kicks her F-list for being flooded* Omg...dramaaa!

[forevercanuck.livejournal.com]

Oh no! What happened? I hope Andy's able to overcome whatever internal battle he has to face.

[kaatiya.livejournal.com]

ARGH! Ian is a serious jerk. Hell, it's half his fault Andrew got addicted in the first place. And what happened to Mr. I'm-going-to-be-there-for-you? DAMN HIM!