Title: Last Beautiful Girl
Author: MistressKitty [formerly Josephine]
Summary: Alex and Isabel break up.
Disclaimer: Lyrics by matchbox twenty

She'd made a mistake, and now he was gone. She wanted to take it all back, erase the pain she'd caused, but someday the wound wouldn't sting so badly, at least that's what she kept telling herself.
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This will all fall down like everything else that was
This too shall pass and all the words we said
We can't take back
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He had made a mistake. He had stood by her when she'd wanted no one less. He'd wasted three precious months waiting for her to open up to him, and yet he couldn't get her beautiful face out of his mind.
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No every fool in town would've left by now
I can't replace all the wasted days
The memory of your face- can't help thinkin'
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Maybe if she hadn't ruined it all, they would still be together, but they weren't. Every moment with him was etched in her mind, but it was all starting to fade away.
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Maybe if we ever could have kept it all together
Where would we be
A thousand lost forevers
And the promises you never were giving me
Here's what I'm thinking
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He was convinced that he was just one of the many men who had been hurt by her. Somehow it comforted him. She had hurt him, and no matter how hard she pleaded, he wouldn't take her back- even if she was the last beautiful girl in the world.
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It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked- won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
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She wanted to tell him she was sorry, that she had been scared, and needed space. But he'd heard it all before, and she had a feeling it wouldn't make him take her back- even if she was the last the beautiful girl in the world.
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Tell me one more time
How you're sorry about the way
This all went down- you needed to find your space
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He laughed to himself- she wanted to still be friends, didn't she know that he loved her too deeply to pretend his feelings didn't exist? He thought she was a fool. No he thought he was a fool for believing in all that she said.
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You needed to still be friends
You needed me to call you if I ever couldn't keep it all together
You'd comfort me
Tell me but forever
And the promises I never should have believed in
Here's what I'm thinking
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She closed her eyes to the pain. There would be others, and other broken hearts, but the only one she really wanted, she had wrecked. And she was sure he wouldn't take her back. Even if she was the last...
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It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked- won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
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He knew it was over, and he should leave well enough alone. But he didn't know if he could handle her being everyone else's girl.
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It's over now- And I've gone without
Cuz you're everyone else's girl
It seems to me- You'll always be
Everyone else's girl
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She'd made a mistake, and now he was gone. She wanted to take it all back, erase the pain she'd caused, but someday the wound wouldn't sting so badly, at least that's what she kept telling herself.
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This will all fall down like everything in the world
This too must end And everything else that was
We can't take back
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He tried to convince himself that this was the answer, tried to remember the pain she'd caused, but her beautiful face filled his mind again. He couldn't take her back.
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It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked- won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
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Although she didn't believe it.
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Although he wished he could.
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It won't be the first- heart that you break
It won't be the last- beautiful girl
The one that you wrecked- won't take you back
If you were the last beautiful girl in the world
The last beautiful girl
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The End
8-5-2000

Couldn’t Be by MistressKitty [formerly Josephine]
5-28-2000


I don’t know how long I’ve been here; I lost count of the days long ago. The only thing that makes me wish I had counted is my memories of the outside. My memories of family, friends, and love, that’s what keeps me going. This world where I am now is surreal. There is no reality, no family, no friends, no love, and no touch with the outside world. There is nothing familiar about my life now.
My only contact is the shackles holding me to the wall. The white walls, white ceiling, white floor. No break in the monotony- except for me.


I receive food every morning. I don’t know why. All I know is that it’s there every morning when I wake up. The food is always the same- two slices of bread, a serving of veggies, a yogurt cup, and a small carton of milk. It’s always just enough to get me through the day. And it’s always the same.
One thing I especially miss, and remember about my old life is the Crashdown. The way I could choose from a whole menu of food, and I could have as much tobasco sauce as I wanted.
There is no tobasco sauce here.


When I was first brought here, every day I would wake up, and scream myself hoarse. Then I would cry myself to sleep.


Now I just think and remember.


I remember things I never remembered before. I remember when I was eight, and I skinned my knee running to the school bus. I had been late, but my mom let me stay home. I remember the sting of the peroxide she used to clean the wound.


That became a metaphor for me one afternoon when I was pondering the episode.
To be healed first must come pain.


Like, I also remember when Max healed Liz. Even though I wasn’t there, I know that first Liz had to go through the agonizing pain of being shot and about to die. Then she could experience the mericle of healing.


I always envied Liz. She had the relationship with her parents that I could never have. She didn’t have a problem not telling our secret. It wasn’t her secret to tell.
It was mine.


That was one thing I decided I would do if I ever got out of here, I’d tell my mother the truth- no matter what Max or Michael said.


The other thing I’d do is tell Alex I love him- another thing I realized in a long think session.
Something else that I have wracked my brain over numerous times is the simple question: Why am I here? I see no evidence of testing, unless they do it while I'm sleeping.


All I know is, they’re keeping me alive.
I felt tired, and I slept.



When I opened my eyes they were thick with sleep. I reached blindly for my bread, since my stomach was growling.


Chewing a bite, I woke up my eyes and looked around for any change, not that there was ever any to look for.


Swallowing, a thought bubbled up into my conscious mind. I blinked as I realized the truth in the realization


The only way out of here was to die.



Alex, Max, and Michael were breaking into the compound. After two years, they finally had the plans, and abilities to make it possible. They knew if they didn’t get Isabel out now, then she would be killed.



The plastic of the yogurt cup was suprisingly sharp, I noticed as I had it pressed on the skin of my wrist.


“See you on the other side, guys.” I whispered, breaking skin.


As I began to black out from pain, for a fleeting moment, I thought I saw Alex’s face.


But, no, that couldn’t be.
~fin~