Moment of surrender: Chapter 1

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Fiction.
A/N: This is a love story that involves Bono and another girl. Then Michelle from the prologue. I just need to get back story's out of the way... Anyways off with the horns on with the show.

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

''Ali wait!''

"For what Bono!! I don't even know you anymore!" With that Ali's gone. I've never done anything like that before. Ever. I had hit her. I've become one of those monsters you hear about in the paper. Where did it go wrong? What has happen to me?

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you


It's 3am in the morning. I've looked and looked for Ali. Knowing her she's with her parents. I decide it's time for bed time to wait and see what will happen to me and my Ali. The bed feels so much bigger without her. But I must wait for her to come to me and forgive me. Even though I expect he not to.

With or without you
With or without you

My dream is very vivid of her. The way she laughed, smelled. the feeling of her skin. I woke up with tears in my eyes Becuase she's gone.

Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

I minus dying. I don't want to eat, sleep, breathe even. I just need her. But I can't, the band needs me. My fans need me.

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

Instead I find another way to let out the pain. I drink myself half to death. It numbs the pain. the pain if living without her. I beat myself up for it.

My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose

Days, weeks, months even. She's not coming back. The drinking and all that get worst. I beat my self up more. I'm a monster that deserves it. I don't care anymore. Ali isn't here to make this stop. Edge is in Whales visiting family. Adams become a constant drinking partner. And Larry's off with Anne having his own issues.

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away

Until one day everything is blurred I can't remember anything. I've nearly drank myself to death and am in the hospital. Edge is the one that found me. All Becuase I couldn't live without Ali. I've given up. But the Edge won't let me..

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you
 
A/N: A year after the main character went to rehab. And got divorced from Gabe.
Fiction.
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A new start. Exactly what I needed. There are a few houses near mine and they are seemingly dormant. But that's okay. I like having my privacy. Except I do feel a little stupid floating in a floaty with no one around. In this peaceful little place in Eze, France. The locals seem to be friendly. Surprisingly most speak English. some very better than mine. Coming from New York, New york this is a little shocking.

Coming home from the little market that is near my home. That is only accessible by boat. I notice that the house next to mine is no longer dormant. There are lots of people there bring stuff in to the house. I see a few guitar cases. But nothing out of the ordinary. I'm actually a bit intimidated by the amount of people. What in the heck is is going on?? I had just spotted a few people with cameras.

"Excuse me, Mrs." Said a man with salt and pepper hair and a beard. I have to admit he was a bit cute. He also had an accent. I think is was Irish. But I wasn't sure.

"Yes? How may I help you?" I said thinking I sounded a bit like some kid who worked at McDonald's.

"Do you have access to be in this area?" He looked at me questionably.

"I live in that house over there. So yes, yes I do have access Why?"

"You don't know who lives here love? Oh well never mind that. I'll escort you to your house so the poparatti don't get ya." Then he winked and held out his arm to be linked with mine. So I linked it to his and then heard.

"Oh, Brain has a girlfriend how sweet." The man who yelled it had a guitar case in each hand and had blond hair, was wearing all black. He also had a American accent that sounded like someone from the south.

"Ignore Dallas if you will love. He can be a pain in the arse. But he is also very, very sweet. Also whats your name. If I'm going to tell em off properly I should at least tell him your name." I giggled at the last part.

"Michelle, my name is Michelle Long. But you can call me Mich, or Michie. Unless you prefer to say my full name."

"Cocky are we? Well if you couldn't tell by Dallas my name is Brian. Brian Murphy." He sounded a bit like James Bond when he said it. We had finally gotten to the door we were each carrying a bag of groceries.

"Thank you for walking me to the door. And carrying a bag of groceries."
"Anytime love." And with that he was gone. I finished putting groceries away. And since there was a circus going on outside I decided to go read my book on the back porch. I had my iPod so I listened to music. Mainly Led Zepplin and Pink Floyd. I guess I fell asleep. Becuase when I opened my eyes it was rather dark outside. I decided it was time to eat then go to my normal bed. Which I did. But I heard music from outside. It was peaceful music. Like a lullabie, with the sweet words of the singer. Flowing out soft and soothingly.

I have climbed highest mountain
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I believe in the kingdom come
Then all the colors will bleed into one
Bleed into one
Well yes I'm still running

You broke the bonds and you
Loosed the chains
Carried the cross
Of my shame
Of my shame
You know I believed it

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for...

The last few lines rang through my head as I fell into a dream less sleep.

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Chapter 2
Fiction

The next morning I woke up at 5:26. Like usual I took a shower and got ready for my run. And was out the door by 6:00. When I was still in the driveway stretching. I heard. Someone yell 'Hello Mich.' Noticed it was Brian and he was also in running gear.

"Going for a run I see."

"Yep, and your self."

"Same, would you like to join me?"

"Sure. What's your course?"

"I run about 8 miles in 30-40 minutes. It depends on the day."

“sounds like a plan“ we started running and telling each other about are selves. I told him about getting a fresh start after the past few years. Leaving out the fact I was a drug addict and all that. After all that I ask him.

“Was that you singing last nite. Because it was AMAZING!!"

"Nope, that was my boss."

"Oh, ha. I was going to say if it was you I'd sign you to my friends record label here and now!"

"You still haven't figured out who your neighbor is?"

"No I haven't. Why?"

"Oh, never mind it's no big deal really. You'll figure it out soon enough." We were approaching my house and slowed down to a walk. What the he'll was wrong with this guy and who's the mysterious neighbor dude?

"Anyways see you around."

"Yeah you to." He started laughing at that.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'll give you a hint U2." He winked at me and left.

I went into my house took another shower. Put on yoga pants and a purple T-shirt. And went outside. It was only 6:30 so I should be able to fit in some Da-Bo-ki. So I started and was listening to music. When I noticed there was a man on the front porch of the house Brian went in to. The man had a beanie on and a very well kept goyte. That Dallas man was with him and Brian was there to. He noticed me, smiled, and winked. Dallas noticed and started laughing. Then the man in the beanie glared at him until Dallas whispered something in his ear. Then he laughed to make some remark to Brian. Which there for made him turn crimson. After that happened Dallas stalked his way over here.

"Hello, I'm Dallas Schoo." He smiled and held out this hand.

"Michelle Long nice to meet you."

"You wouldn't mind talking coming over and saying hello to the Edge would you?"

"No not at all." We started walking back. And he was gushing over the guitar in the man I presumed was The Edge.

"Hello I'm Dave Evans but most just call me Edge."

"Nice to meet you Edge, I'm Michelle but most people call me Mich or Michie." I held out my hand for him to shake but he kissed it instead.


My achocholisum has stuck with me for Years now. Adams sobered up. I haven't but it hasn't been as bad as that one night ever. It's a struggle to get through everyday life. Ali hasn't returned. But she still very much lingers. Edge says it's not healthy but then again Edge says lots of things. Like 'Ali will return she still loves you and there still hope. She's knows your a nice guy.' I always response with the same thing. 'Nice is a shitty word Edge.' He always rolls his eyes at me. Then hangs up the phone or just plan old leaves. Well now more like hangs up the phone. The Edge moved to France. Adam and his girlfriend are in charge of me. Well Larry would be to but he moved to New york after he and Anne split.
It's been a rough road. I have made it a bit easier but not very easier. There is different ways of doing things. Especially when it comes to me.

My stomach growling distracts my thought. Dam it the fridge, and all of the cuberds are empty. Which means I have to go to the store oh the joy. Not. I must leave my house my sanctuary.

I decided to walk beings my house isn't to far from the market. I grab a cart and head to the freezer aisle. A.k.a half my food in one spot. Thank Goodness they invented frozen food. I want paying attention to where I was going and bumped in to some lady who had a coffee well I had my arms full. With frozen food.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry sir. Here let me help you."

"No it's my fault sorry."

"No it's mine I'm sorry!"

"Why do you keep apologizing?? My gosh."

"Force of habit. I normally it's my fault." We had the last of the food I dropped. Put it in my cart and that's when I noticed coffee all over her.

"I'm so sorry love."

"No it's fine really I needed to get home anyways now I just have another reason to..." she had finally looked up from her feet. She must have been very embarrassed.

"Well love let me make it up to you how about I pay for your dry cleaning and take you out to dinner. Oh yes where are my manners. I'm Bono. B.O.N.O Bono. The Edge thought me how to spell it!" I say jokingly hoping to get her to laugh. She looks like she needs it. And beings people think I'm an idiotic twit/Pratt. I thought this might be the best way.

"Haha, I'm Grace. G.R.A.C.E. Grace Mrs Matting thought me how to spell it."
 
Oh, it is a fanfiction story. Sorry!

I like the use of song lyrics here. The first part about Ali leaving Bono was quite heartbreaking. How has Michelle not heard of U2 before? And this addition of Grace could be interesting...

One formatting issue- it's kind of tedious to have to read both chapters (or are they two different parts of the same chapter?) in the same thread, in two different posts. Just a thought that maybe you should put them in two different threads later.
 
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