Hard To Be Faithful

[Issac Weasley]

This is another solo, and it'll be a one shot, since those are the only ones i seem to be able to do. I'm too lazy/uncommited to post any additional chapters to my story. And sometimes short can be good, right?

But before I post, you guys need to do your part.

Since this story is based on the song 'lips of an angel' by Hinder, you guys need to go and listen to it. The story becomes half ass if you don't know the song.

\m/
Garry

[Chole]

Hun, I watched the video premear. I have it on Limewire, On three cds, and watch the video everymorning.

what else do you want?

[Sasha]

i watched the video a while ago o___o

[Issac Weasley]

.. good? It's a great song, not like you can ever get too much of it. I'll post the story tomorrow. Meanwhile, here's a link to the music video:

www.videocodezone.com/videos/h/hinder/lips_of_an_angel-2.html

[Sasha]

I said i watched it! *throws a pillow at you* lol, ah, thanks anyways

[Issac Weasley]

x3 it's not just for you. *chucks back pillow at your head. It's for the people that have been living under rocks.

[Ridley]

*sobs* stop making fun of me....

i watched it, already. POST THE DAMN STORY!!

[Issac Weasley]

++Hard To Be Faithful++

Credit to my friend for helping me with the theme, thus with her help, making it a semi-solo.

Honey why are you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now

Ring. Ring. Ring.

I was jerked awake by the shrill ring of the telephone. Throwing the covers back, I stumbled out of bed and out of the room. I felt along the wall, eyes half closed, looking for the ringing object. My hand closed around the receiver, lifting it off the cradle and to my ear.

“Hello?” I asked my brain still half asleep.

“Daryl…” I heard a faint voice whimper in reply.

Instantly my brain fully awoke at the familiar voice.

“Emma…?” I whispered hoarsely, sitting down in a near by chair. “Emma, why are you calling so late? Do you even know what time it is?!” I asked wearily, running a hand through my shaggy hair and glancing at my watch. “Its 3:28am Emma. That’s what time it is!” I sighed, slightly annoyed.

I heard the faint sound of her shaky breath coming through the phone, but no reply. I waited a few moments longer before standing up and making my way back to the phone cradle. “Look, it’s kinda hard to talk right now. How about you call me back…” I trailed off, trying to make out the faint sound coming through the phone.

Honey why are you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper’ cause I can't be too loud

“Em-Emma, are…are you crying?” I asked quietly, sitting back down. My back was hunched over with my right arm holding the phone to my ear and resting on my knee, while my left elbow rested on my other knee, forearm dangling between my legs.

Emma continued to quietly sob on the other line, sniffling every once in a while. I listened to her for about 3 minutes before breaking the semi-silence, “What’s going on…is everything okay?” I whispered making sure I wasn’t too loud. I glanced over at my bedroom door, wishing I had shut it earlier when I answered the phone.

“Daryl…he’s doing it again…” She choked out through her tears.

My worst fears were confirmed with those few words. I squeezed my eyes shut, bringing my free hand up to cover my eyes.

“Daryl…please…I need you…” She whispered, sniffling before starting to quietly sob again.

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

“Emz, oh god. I’m sorry. So sorry…” I stuttered, standing up and walking back over to the phone cradle. I leaned against the wall, glancing back over at my bedroom door and over to the bed where my sleeping girlfriend lay. There was silence, only broken by Emma’s soft crying. I continued to look at the form that was my girlfriend, Jade, her blonde and black layered hair on the white pillow case. Her green eyes closed as her slender body moved with her steady breathing. Her nose ring shining slightly in the soft moonlight that shone thru the bedroom window; I remembered when it was Emma in my bed instead. Her brown hair in the place of Jade’s blonde and black, her ever changing eyes in the place of Jade’s green ones, her slightly smaller body where Jade’s lay, and her lip ring shining instead of Jades nose ring.

Thinking back to those memories was painful, yet I seemed to be doing it a lot lately. Sometimes, I even wished it was Emma who I was still with instead of Jade. I shook my head, trying to chase away the thoughts. I had never really gotten over Emma, she was my first love after all, but she had broken my heart.

Exactly 1 year ago today, I had found out she was cheating on me with one of my best friends and band mate, Adam Bates. I was devastated of course, but I loved Emma so much that I was willing to take her back.

But she didn’t want me.

She told me she loved Adam now, not me. With those simple words, my heart had been crushed. I broke down, right in front of her, begging and pleading to stay with me. I said I’d do anything to keep her, but she shook her head. ‘I’m sorry Daryl, but I just don’t love you anymore…’ were the last words she had ever said to me. As she walked away, I felt my heart shatter again. The only girl I had ever loved left me that day. Broke me so bad that I thought I would never love again.

But then Jade came along.

She began to help fix me, putting me back together piece by piece. She taught me how to smile again, how to laugh, how to live. But most importantly, she taught me how to love again.

We had been seeing each other for about 6 months, an old friend introduced us. She was a 21 year old girl straight from the heart of New York City; I was a 23 year old guy from the suburbs of Montreal. We hit it off right away, but took things slow. I told her about Emma, and she listened. She let me cry in her arms, comforting me, telling me that everything would be okay; she’d help fix me.

And she was.

But she just wasn’t Emma.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

“Daryl…”

I was pulled from my thoughts by the small voice on the other end of the phone. Hearing Emma say my name made me tingle, and my heart melt.

“I need you…please?” She whispered.

I imagined her beautiful form, laying broken in a corner somewhere, pleading for help.

“I still love you…” She choked out, barely audible. If there had been any other noise, I wouldn’t have caught it, but it was dead silence. Those 4 little words made my heart skip a few beats and my knee’s become weak. I sighed, caving in.

“Okay, I’ll be right over…” I hung up the phone and then quickly made my way back into the bedroom. I pulled on some jeans over my boxers, and a hoodie. I bent over placing a kiss on Jades forehead, careful not to wake her, and then exited the room and my house, grabbing my car keys on the way out.

Within 15 minutes I had reached my destination.

Adam's house.

I didn’t bother to knock, Knowing Emma was expecting me and Adam was probably passed out somewhere. As soon as I entered the house, my nostrils were hit with the overpowering spell of alcohol and my assumptions were correct; Emma was sitting on the stairs with her head in her hands. She was wearing one of Adam’s old Red City tee shirts that went just slightly below her butt. I could already see the new bruises that were forming on her pale body. She got up and practically collapsed at my feet. I sunk down to the floor, pulling her into my lap and soothing her. She had begun to quietly cry again, the sobs making her whole body shake. We stayed like that for a while, just holding one another.

“I thought you said he stopped Emz,” I murmured into her soft hair. She sniffled a bit, turning to face me. Her make up was running down her face in thick black streaks, and her eyes were currently dark blue. I reached up, cupping her face and wiping away the running make up with my thumb.

“I thought he did Daryl I really thought he did…”

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

She leaned closer, pressing her angelic lips to my own in a gentle kiss, but we were soon interrupted by groaning and the sound of beer bottles clattering to the floor from the next room over.

"Adam's awake! Quick, you better go before he sees you…” She whispered urgently, standing up and helping me to my feet. I nod, turning and heading out the door. I pushed my car out onto the street, hopping in and starting up the engine before racing away.

I couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you alone with him, not after what he had done, but I had no choice. You loved him, and there was nothing I could do. I took a hand off the steering wheel to touch my lips, your taste still lingered on them. I sighed, pulling into my own driveway and quietly sneaking back into the house. I crept into bed, wrapping my arms around Jade who hadn’t moved since I left. She sighed contently snuggling into my chest.

I drifted into an uneasy sleep, wondering how she could be so cruel and toy with my heart all over again. I thought we had already gone through this.

**FLASHBACK**

“Daryl!” Emma flung herself at me as I opened my front door. She was soaked and only dressed in a singlet and some boxers. I held her to my bare chest as she began to sob, her tears mixing with the cold rain that was now on my skin.

“Emma? Is that you?” I asked bewildered, looking down at the mess of a girl clinging to my chest. I felt her nod her head furiously, sobs still wracking her body.

“What’s going on? Why are you here? I haven’t seen you in almost 5 months!” I stuttered, rubbing circles on her back to get her to calm down. Why was she at my door? She was the one who had broken up with me almost 5 months ago for Adam. Since then, I hadn’t heard of her unless it was from him.

“Daryl, please help me! I, I should have never left you!” Her words shocked me as I gently pried her away from my chest, holding her at arms length. What I saw nearly made my heart stop.

Her perfect body was covered in bruises, cuts, burns and scars. She was shaking and looked underweight and her hair didn’t look as full and healthy as it did when I last saw her.

“Emma, what’s going on?! What are all those from!?” I asked frantically, pointing at her body.

...

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I barged into the house, not bothering to take off my muddy shoes.

“Adam Charles fucking Bates! Get your ass over here right now!” I shouted, scaring myself with my own anger. Normally I was the sweet caring one of the group. But right now, I was acting like a maniac.

“Daryl, I didn’t mean to, I swear-“Adam whimpered, coming out of the living room. He stank of booze and his eyes were bloodshot; from the drinking and crying I was assuming, since his face was tearstained.

“HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU HURT HER?!” I roared, walking over to him and giving him a good shove. He stumbled backwards into the wall and whimpered again. I think he was as scared and surprised as I was about my own anger.

“Daryl, look, I swear I didn’t mean to! My drinking, I guess it got a little out of hand and-“

“YOU BEAT HER FOR 2 MONTHS!” I shouted, punching him in the stomach. He gasped, sliding down to the floor and clutching at his gut.

“I didn’t mean to,Daryl I swear it won’t happen again-“ I cut him off with a sharp kick to his ribs. He cried out in pain and began to whimper again.

“Don’t you dare hurt her again Bates. She deserves better then you.” I spat, storming out the door and back to my car.

Once back at my house, I noticed that Emma had curled up on my bed. I made my way in and quickly pulled her into my arms, telling her everything was okay now. She thanked me, placing a gentle kiss on my lips before falling asleep.

The next day I awoke to a note on my pillow.

‘Daryl, thank-you for helping me last night. I’ll always love you, but Adam and I made up; I still love him, I’m sorry. He’s sworn off drinking and apologized for everything he’s done. And he has no hard feelings towards you. I’ll see you around,
xxxEmma.’

**END FLASHBACK**

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too

A few months had gone by since Emma had called me, asking for help. I hadn’t heard from her since. Adam never mentioned anything to the band, and I was praying to god that that night was a one time thing; that he wasn’t still hurting her.

Jade and I were doing great, our 9 month anniversary was coming up and we were both excited. I was planning on flying her out to Paris for a romantic dinner; She’d freak out at how much I was spending on her, but I didn’t care. She was worth it.

I think I might actually even be falling in love with her…

But I was now starting to have dreams about Emma and I.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

I was once again awoken by the sound of the telephone. I untangled myself from Jade and sprinted into the kitchen, answering the phone.

“Hello?”

“Daryl…” I heard Emma familiar voice sigh with relief.

“Emma…hey…how is everything?” I asked quietly, leaning against the wall.

“Okay. Adam hasn’t hurt me since the last time I called. Once you left, he apologized for everything, and swore that he wouldn’t touch alcohol for the rest of his life.” I could hear the smile in her voice and was happy for her.

“That’s great Emz.”

“But…I’ve been having these dreams…”

Her words caught me off guard and I skipped a breath.

“They’re of me and you…” She trailed off…her voice getting quieter.

“Me too…” I whispered back.

And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue

“Happy 1st anniversary Daryl,” Jade purred into my ear.

“Happy 1st baby,” I whispered into hers.

We made love under the stars that night, on a blanket in my backyard. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever experienced.

Except for the fact that I was thinking of Emma the whole time.

We had been secretly seeing each other since the phone call about our dreams. First, it was once a week, then twice. Now, we hook up anywhere from 4-5 times a week.

But she still doesn’t love me.

She loves Adam.

We think he suspects something; he now refuses to talk to me. The rest of the band noticed, but passed it off for a stupid fight we had over naming a track on the new CD. I did too, but then he began to talk about how Emma’s never around, or how there are all these received blocked calls on her cell, or how she always smells like Axe Tsunami; my body spray.

I told Emma we needed to stop or come clean to everyone, but she always has this way of making my heart melt whenever she opens her mouth; getting me to agree on anything she says.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Emma?”

“Daryl…I think he knows…” She whispered, fear in her voice.

“Emz, I told you that ages ago.” I sighed, looking over into the bedroom. Jade was sleeping peacefully on the bed, unaware of my late night phone chats with Emma.

“Daryl, I’m scared…I love him and I don’t want to loose him.” She whispered on the verge of tears. My heart felt a sharp pain, but I ignored it. I knew she loved Adam, and I knew that from the moment this affair started that I was setting myself up to fall back down.

But I didn’t care.

Just hearing her voice and imagining the feeling of her lips on my own made me loose my mind.

“Emma, does he know you’re talking to me? At all?” I asked, wondering what my band mate would do if he found out about us.

“No…” She said quietly.

“If he finds out, there’s gonna be hell to pay.” I sighed.

“I know…does Jade know?” She asked sadly.

“Hasn’t got a clue.” I answered shakily before hanging up and going back to bed.

Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It’s been 4 months since that phone call. Emma and I have severed all contact except through Adam. He doesn’t talk about her to me all that much anymore; I think he knows we knew he knew. Some days I still look at Jade and wish she was Emma.

But I know that’s never going to happen.

And that I’m never going to really move on.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Sometimes I still hear her voice in my sleep. It’s usual accompanied by a dream where an Angel version of her is singing to me, telling me she loves me, telling me she never wanted to say goodbye. Sometimes we end up making love, other times it’s just stolen kisses in front of Adam and Jade. But mostly, she just sings to me with those perfect Angel lips of hers.

Honey why are you calling me so late

It’s been 2 years now, Jade and I are married. I’m 26 and she’s 24. We’re expecting our first child soon.

Adam and Emma are engaged, their wedding is in a few months; after we’re done touring for our 3rd CD. I haven’t had any contact with her now in almost 2 ½ years. It was hard at first, but having Jade helped me so much.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

I reached over to my nightstand and picked up the phone.

“Hello?” I answered sleepily, noting that it was almost 4am.

“Daryl…it’s happening again…”

Hope you liked it. I was bored, and I don't usually write about this sort of stuff, it's completely out of my zone. Sorry again for the cliched moment.