Back In My Life
Shirley Holmes Lyrics Challenge

by Tina
July 2000         1,550 words

Two words echoed in Bo's head over and over as he laid on his bed. The two words he hated the most. The two words that had changed his life'and, judging by the tearstained duvet cover, among other things, not for the better. What were those words? They were simple ones really. Curt, but direct, and with the ability to shake one's perception of reality in Bo's case. "I'm leaving", that's all. How could "I'm leaving" change a once happy and content person into........Well, this?

He was a mess and he knew it. He looked down at his hands again. They were wet from his crying. When was the last time he cried anyway? He couldn't remember. He opted to look around the room, maybe something that could make him feel better'or realise that he had been dreaming. That's what he first thought when he woke up this morning. It was all a dream. It had never happened. He smiled at the sunlight, but then the phone rang. It was Shirley. She was calling from the airport to say goodbye. Goodbye. What a word! It's never good when someone's leaving? Well except for those you didn't want to see in the first place, but then why would you bid them anything? He didn't want to associate the word 'good' with anything that had taken place in the last two days so he tried to forget it. What he couldn't forget was what had happened.

A day earlier...........

Bo walked around the house lazily. He was still in his pajamas and it was almost noon, but that's how it always was on Saturdays, right? At any rate, he was bored. Getting out seemed to be the perfect solution. He put on a pair of trackie bottoms and a white t-shirt. Then he quickly did up his trainers and decided on a quick jog to the Quazar caf', as there was nothing else to do. On the way he stopped at Shirley's knowing she'd be home and knocked on the door and waited patiently. Shirley appeared at the door, and Bo looked up. They greeted each other casually.

"What's up, Bo?" Shirley replied forcing friendly smile, Bo was the last person she wanted to see right now, but it would give her a chance to get things off her mind.

"D'ya wanna go down to the cafe with me?"

"Sure, why not?" She replied, fidgeting with the door handle nervously. "Just, um, let me get changed." She said gesturing to her sweat pants and sweatshirt.

"Okay, cool, I'll wait here." He said smiling as she closed the door and went upstairs.

Shirley put on a pair of comfortable jeans and a light blue shirt, and then proceeded to pull her hair back into a neat ponytail. She, then, went downstairs and was about to call to her father, but then remembered she wasn't speaking to him, so she wrote a note instead, and pinned it to the refrigerator. Surely someone would see it, and if they didn't? Well, she wasn't into caring at this point. If they didn't want to consult her on their business, why should she consult them? Especially when their business affected her directly. She grabbed her bag and left with Bo. The next thought that came into her mind was not one she liked. She had forgotten to tell Bo, and she would have to. It was now or never'Or in an hour, she decided. An hour to think of a way to tell her best friend. An hour to consider both her feelings and his. An hour wasn't enough, but then again, neither was an eternity.

Shirley Holmes had distanced herself from people in general for this very reason. You can't lose what you've never had, now can you? It was this philosophy that she formed at the age of eight when she lost her mother. Did it ring true once again? Shirley had been very good at this, but somehow, along the line, she had slipped up. That's where Bo came in. He started out as her partner, and over time, became her friend, and she became interdependent for the first time in a long while. Did she like it? Not at first, but Shirley was never good with change in the first place. But, more importantly, could she stop it? No, she concluded, she couldn't have. It was inevitable. Now she had the hard task of ending the relationship.

Why? Because she was forced to. Shirley didn't like that either. The idea that someone else could force her to do something. She felt a bit like Molly Hardy with that statement, but it was more that she didn't like the idea of anyone forcing anyone to do anything. Her parents, though, were forcing her to just pick up and move'all the way to England. Apparently, her father had to some work there, and he couldn't stay in Redington. This meant everyone would move. How long? No one knows. Her logical self knew this would happen someday. Her father's job was all about moving. He worked as a consulate after all. She had moved around before, why was this time any different? She questioned why she was acting so illogically as she sat in the caf' sipping her soda. Around her she heard voices. Laughing, joking, even yelling, but none of them appealed to her. Why did she have to make friends? Why did she have to let herself feel anything at all? If she had kept up the fence, none of this would happen. Where did her logical side go? Bo looked at her, knowing something was off. She had been fine yesterday. Of course it wasn't until today the decision was made, and it wasn't until tomorrow she was leaving. A while later, Shirley awoke from her trance by a tap on the shoulder by Bo. She looked up.

"Yes?"

"You're really out of it, Shirl. What's up?"

"Bo'" She said, facing him and staring him straight in the eyes. "Bo, this isn't easy."

"What isn't?" He asked, confused and concerned at the same time.

"I'm leaving."

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Present day............

That was it. That was what Bo remembered. Why was he acting this way? After all, Shirley and him were partners, but ........ Well, he never imagined how much she meant to him. How much he needed her. How much he wanted to see her. He decided to call her and leave a message on her cell phone. He dialed the familiar numbers and waited. She had just gotten on the plane now, so her phone was most likely off. After a few seconds he heard her voice. It seemed like he hadn't heard that voice for ages, even though it had only been an hour or so. It was just a recording though. After the beep he paused a bit before deciding to hang up. "Maybe later", he concluded. He really didn't have the nerve nor the composition to talk to anyone, especially Shirley. "Best friends, huh? Well, friends don't leave friends, Shirley!" He yelled angrily. He pulled his knees up to his chest and cried again. He lingered in his room between sadness and anger for the next few hours. It wasn't until later that day that he decided to get out. The claustrophobia was getting to him in the worst way possible. He kept walking, not really sure where he was going, but he ended up in front of Shirley's house somehow. He looked to the attic. Maybe there was something in there that would make him feel better, or closer to Shirley. Something that would ease the pain. He climbed up and over the fence, into the backyard where he fell straight into some of Watson's droppings. He wiped his shoe in disgust, but then realised that it was still wet, meaning it must have been done recently. Shirley had left with Watson this morning, though. He was a bit confused. He then proceeded to climb up and into her stairwell that led to the attic. At the bottom of the stairs he heard some noises coming from the attic. Someone must be in Shirley's room. They hadn't sold the house yet, so he was worried. He carefully went down and broke the leg off one of the chairs and brought it up with him. He waited outside the door, taking a deep breath before hearing someone speaking inside. It was Shirley! He listened to her for a moment.

Inside, Shirley was seated at her desk, with her mobile phone by her ear. Watson was in her lap. She had just called Bo's house and had gotten no answer. She decided on a message. "Hey, Bo, it's me, Shirley. I just wanted to say that I came back. I couldn't do it'I couldn't leave. I want you back in my life, Bo. I want my best friend back." She said before hanging up the phone. Bo had tears streaming down his face and wiped them quickly before bursting through the door and enveloping her in a hug. "I want you back in my life, too." He said with a smile.

THE END

Back in My Life

Lyrics by Alice Deejay

I want you back in my life
Want you back by my side
That's where you belong
I won't give you up
I will never stop
My love is much too strong

I want you back in my life
Want you back by my side
That's where you belong
I won't give you up
I will never stop
My love is much too strong

Look at me, standing here,
Crying out my final tears
Look at me, in the rain
Call me, I won't leave again
Look at me, standing here
Crying out my final tears
Look at me, in the rain
Call me, I won't leave again

Do you remember when you told me you
Didn't want anyone else but me
Well I'm that same girl is all you need to say

I want you back in my life
Want you back by my side
That's where you belong
I won't give you up
I will never stop
My love is much too strong

Look at me, standing here
Crying out my final tears
Look at me, in the rain
Call me, I won't leave again