Chapter 1 - Hallelujah
Submitted May 6, 2007 Updated May 6, 2007 Status Complete | Garfield Logan and his wife and daughter are enjoying a summer day at the pool...but all it takes is a certain song on the radio and a melancholy lifeguard to bring back the past. Partial songfic to "Hallelujah" by Rufus Wainright
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Chapter 1 - Hallelujah
Chapter 1 - Hallelujah
I dont own Teen Titans or the song Hallelujah, and I dont know why Im so fond of these angsty memory-related fics. Ah well.
READON
Ahhh, the pool. A perfect place to be on a hot summer afternoon.
Garfield Logan was enjoying the happy cries of his baby daughter as she splashed around in her floatie-ring. He kissed the tiny girl softly on her head and smiled at his wife, Bridget, who was sitting on a plastic lounge chair under an umbrella. A floppy hat covered her long blonde hair, and a large t-shirt hid her skinny, bikini-clad body. Gars heart rose when she grinned back at him.
Ever since theyd married three years ago, life had been heaven. Gar was in love and had a wonderful child...he was happy.
Then that song came on the radio that the owner had hooked up to speakers.
Ive heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you dont really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor firm
The major lift
The baffled kings composed hallelujah
It shouldnt have bothered him, and it wouldnt have...if not for her.
One of the lifeguards on break was sitting by the side of the pool, dangling her slim feet in the water. Her indigo eyes gazed at her reflection, as though scrying something in the cool ripples. A wall of shoulder-length violet hair half-hid her face, which was unnaturally pale for someone who spent so much time outdoors.
Rather than undressing her, Gars eyes added long sleeves and a turtleneck to her black one-piece swimsuit. He sighed and tried to push disturbing thoughts from his mind.
I love Bridget, I chose her in the end.
The lifeguard looked up. Their eyes met for a moment, during which it became obvious that she saw through his tanned skin and dyed hair. She knew.
Maybe Ive been here before
Ive seen this room, Ive walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
Ive seen youre flag on the marble arch-
Love is not a victory march
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
She whispered the end of the verse, eyes still locked with his. She stared a moment more, before closing her eyes and turning away. However, her singing continued.
Maybe theres a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who out-drew you.
Its not a cry you hear at night
Its not somebody whos seen the light
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
THE END.
Awww, poor Rav- I mean, lifeguard! Im not a Terra hater, by the way. Thats why I left out the verse about the woman bathing on the roof; somebody could take that wrong. In fact, this could be a BB/Terra song, too. Hmmm...
READON
Ahhh, the pool. A perfect place to be on a hot summer afternoon.
Garfield Logan was enjoying the happy cries of his baby daughter as she splashed around in her floatie-ring. He kissed the tiny girl softly on her head and smiled at his wife, Bridget, who was sitting on a plastic lounge chair under an umbrella. A floppy hat covered her long blonde hair, and a large t-shirt hid her skinny, bikini-clad body. Gars heart rose when she grinned back at him.
Ever since theyd married three years ago, life had been heaven. Gar was in love and had a wonderful child...he was happy.
Then that song came on the radio that the owner had hooked up to speakers.
Ive heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you dont really care for music, do ya?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor firm
The major lift
The baffled kings composed hallelujah
It shouldnt have bothered him, and it wouldnt have...if not for her.
One of the lifeguards on break was sitting by the side of the pool, dangling her slim feet in the water. Her indigo eyes gazed at her reflection, as though scrying something in the cool ripples. A wall of shoulder-length violet hair half-hid her face, which was unnaturally pale for someone who spent so much time outdoors.
Rather than undressing her, Gars eyes added long sleeves and a turtleneck to her black one-piece swimsuit. He sighed and tried to push disturbing thoughts from his mind.
I love Bridget, I chose her in the end.
The lifeguard looked up. Their eyes met for a moment, during which it became obvious that she saw through his tanned skin and dyed hair. She knew.
Maybe Ive been here before
Ive seen this room, Ive walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
Ive seen youre flag on the marble arch-
Love is not a victory march
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
She whispered the end of the verse, eyes still locked with his. She stared a moment more, before closing her eyes and turning away. However, her singing continued.
Maybe theres a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who out-drew you.
Its not a cry you hear at night
Its not somebody whos seen the light
Its a cold and its a broken hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
THE END.
Awww, poor Rav- I mean, lifeguard! Im not a Terra hater, by the way. Thats why I left out the verse about the woman bathing on the roof; somebody could take that wrong. In fact, this could be a BB/Terra song, too. Hmmm...
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BBandRaven4life12 on June 25, 2007, 1:25:31 PM
Beep that.