Author: Emily the Walrus PM
Not an ATU fic. Imagine is the 15 year old daughter of John Lennon. She always heard the bad things he did as she grew up. She hated him. But what happens when it seems like he's closer to her than she thought? -takes place in 1993- Dhani x Imagine later onRated: Fiction T - English - Drama - Chapters: 17 - Words: 17,091 - Reviews: 35 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 03-29-13 - Published: 10-10-12 - id: 8599060
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Here's the next chapter, loves :) It'll be a shorter, chapter to be honest, but it will be packed with stuff at the same time c: Te ll me your thoughts x c: Thanks, loves. Now, here ya goooo. Finally, John is in it :3
Imagine couldn't believe that she was staring at the man she hated so much. She never wanted to see him, but look, she was right now. Wait a minute. . .so she died? She actually did die? Thats what she had wanted, yes, but she didn't want to be stuck with him. She must be in hell, though everything around them was white.
"John. . ." she said under her breath, a tad bit upset that he was here.
He was looking at her, worried and a bit angry at her. He stared down at her, straight in the eyes.
"Imagine Hope Ono Lennon, what were ye thinkin'? Jumpin' off that bridge, bloody 'ell. That's the stupidest thing I think ye ever did, young lady," he said sternly to her. She glared at him and crossed her arms. Why was he so worried about her?
"I don't care what you say. I don't care if you think it's fucking stupid. It's done, it's over with. I'm dead, can't change that all now." It meant nothing to be alive to her now. She knew she'd never come across anymore pain now, that was always good. He narrowed his eyes at her and shook his head.
"First of all, watch your mouth. Ye don't need to use that kind of bloody language. Also, ye ain't dead. Ye might soon, but you're blacked out. Drownin'. But I think Dhani will get ye out 'fore ye lose all your air," he told her, sounding quite casual. She scoffed and sighed frustratedly.
"I don't want him to save me. I don't even want to be here with you. I just want to die without you in my life. That's how i always thought it'd be. Why can't it be that way? Why can't you just go away? Why do you have to be here in my mind when I'm blacked out?" she growled. To her surprise, he flinched at the sound of her anger. His eyes closed then he sighed.
"You're me daughter. I don't think it's your time to die yet. Ye are too young for that bullshit. If ye don't want me in your life, I understand. . .kind of. But ye know. . I'm not as bad of a man as ye think I am. I know I screwed up, I didn't when I was alive. But when I died, I looked back and saw all of me mistakes. I want ye to know that, at least." She stared at him then shook her head vigorously.
"No. I don't believe a word you say. I don't get why you don't get it by now! I. Hate. You. I hate you. You're an asshole. I don't give two shits about what you say because you haven't thought about anything. You know that, too. You just want me to be so naive about you. To be all smiles when people talk about you. That's not me, that'll never be me. Just go the fuck away. That's all I want. If you seriously 'cared', you'd leave forever." Again, he flinched, but when he looked at her again, his eyes showed firmness.
"Ye are stubborn. But remember, I'm stubborn too. I'm not givin' up either. Tell me the biggest reason ye don't like me," he said. She blinked.
"The fact that you were barely there for Julian-" she started, he cut her off.
"No, it's because ye think I didn't want a thing to do with ye. Ye say I thought ye were nothin' to me. Well, guess what? I did care."
"I don't believe-"
"Yeah, yeah, ye don't believe me. I get that. ye know what? I'll show ye that I cared." He grabbed her hand. She wrinkled her nose in disgust and they flashed somewhere else. It looked exactly like New York City.
"Where the fuck are we?" she pouted.
"Back to the day I died, and your second birthday. This is me best example."
Told you it was short. Okay, this author's note is short too...bye xx c: