Charlie Pace

Don’t want anyone going round thinkin’ I’m a pansy or anything but dreamt bout Claire last night, dream bout her almost every night. Just can’t help my feeling’s for her and she’s always in my mind.

Dreamt that we were getting married. And Liam and all the lads from Driveshaft were back playin’ for our wedding. It was wonderful, and Aaron was bigger. The little one grew up nice and strong. Course he wasn’t actually grown up just bigger, probably round three or four. But it was so wonderful seeing the little bugger like that runnin’ bout.

Strange how everything fit so well into place in my dream. Don’t see that actually happenin’ always feel like something messes up. Keep tellin’ myself I won’t let anything happen again between Claire and me and I won’t. I think she loves me, read one of her journals and she said something bout it, still didn’t get time to get back to her yet but felt wonderful readin’ it. Still worries me though cause things in my life always seem to go downhill, soon as they get good something happens. And I wonder if this dream means that something good will happen between Liam and myself. He was in the dream as my best man sides band mate, felt like it was the way it should be.

Best dream I’ve had in a long time, good for once since my other dreams made me feel crazy. Well the one bout havin’ to baptize Aaron. Made everyone think I was some ravin’ lunatic.

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Fandom: Lost

Took one of the soddin’ statues from that plane that crashed. Knew I shouldn’t have, gave up the habit for good. Least I thought I did, but when Sayid told me what was inside those statues I couldn’t help but take one. Guess I wanted it for insurance, you know; what if for some reason I ever needed it. Felt strange not havin’ it around. Was so used to it for so long and when I knew it was here on the island I didn’t want to let go of it. Course now I realize that was a mistake.

I should’ve known that Claire would’ve found the Virgin Mary statue that was in my bag. Makes perfect sense you know. I felt really bad bout lyin’ to her and tellin’ her that I took it cause I figured it might come in handy. Though that wasn’t really a lie, did find it in the jungle and thought it might come in handy. But soon as Eko found out bout the thing he took it and smashed it to pieces showin’ Claire what it really was. She took it the wrong way and kicked me out, said she didn’t want a druggie takin’ care of her baby. But I wasn’t a druggie anymore, gave it up but she wouldn’t believe it. I lost the one thing that mattered to me on this god forsaken Island. Didn’t think I was going to get her back either, no matter what I did it didn’t seem to help.

Just as my actions took her away from me, my actions also brought her back. Found vaccine that I gave to her for Aaron. Tested it out on myself too, didn’t want either of them gettin’ hurt from it. Didn’t matter to me if it ended up killin’ or makin’ me sick, only mattered that nothing happened to the two of them.

Muse: Charlie
Fandom: Lost
Word Count: 316

Thankful for a lot of things really. Well was thankful for a lot of things. Life used to be simple, before the drugs. Not simple per say but better then it was after. Only thing I could be thankful on for awhile was a nice fix. Don’t feel that way anymore though. Guess I’m thankful for gettin’ over that, can thank the Island for that. Not that I want to thank the Island for a soddin’ thing, stuck on this damn place and don’t wanna be. I do wanna be stuck here with Claire though. If I really had to pick anything to be thankful though it’d be Claire and Aaron.

I’m so thankful they came into my life. Didn’t figure anything good would come out of the crash but something did, something better then good, something bloody fantastic. I wish we could’ve met another way, then again don’t figure she’d take one look at some druggie. Which would’ve been me if we met some other way.

But I really am thankful for her. She’s made me feel something that I haven’t really felt before. Granted I did fall for Lucy but it was a different sort of feelin’.

// locked from Claire \\

Haven’t really fallin’ in love yet with Claire but in a way I have. Believe I may have to put it. But not sure if we are in that stage yet to say so. Want to tell her more bout how I feel but worried I’d be movin’ too fast for her. Sides she’s had someone leave her before, leave her being pregnant. Don’t get how any bloke could do that to Claire but he did so don’t find her right away trusting me on those feelings. Though I have gotten to her to trust me when I told her I’d take care of her and after we leave this bloody island her and Aaron could stay with me.

// unlocked \\

Muse: Charlie
Fandom: Lost
Word Count: 318

I know most of you must be thinking that I look familiar, that you’ve seen me before but can’t quite place it. Well let me try and refresh your memory.

-sings- You are everybody

Sounds familiar?

-sings- You are everybody.

That’s right its bloody Driveshaft! My band of course. See I’ve got the ring

-holds up hand showing ring on figure that has the shape of DS on the top-

I was the bassist, still am. My name is Charlie Pace. We are hoping to do a come back album even though Liam said no but that doesn’t mean the sod won’t change his mind and that it won’t happen. I will make it happen . Will start up again once we get off this bloody rock.

That’s right I was on Oceanic flight 815. Was havin’ myself a fix when the plane went down. Not doing that anymore though. Locke helped me beat the habit and the doc was also there. Got tempted again a few times, on some soddin’ island in the middle of who knows where and what do we find? Some virgin Mary statues with heroin in them. Talk bout tryin’ to kick your habits with them right in your face. Fell down to temptation again once I started to loss Claire. But finally put an end to my habits, tossed the ol Virgin Mary statues into the ocean to watch them wash away. I’ve got Claire to look after now, and of course Aaron. If Lucy could see me now, last words she said to me was tellin’ me that I’d never take care of anyone.

Muse: Charlie
Fandom: Lost
Word Count: 270

A bloke like me never really thought much bout marriage, at least not in the end. Was too much of a junkie to have a thought like that. Although I did at one point, at least I think I started to or maybe just the thought of a long term relationship with Lucy. At first it was all bout trying to rip her off, more like her father so to say. My drug dealer Tommy set up the idea of making her fall madly in love with me just so I could steal from her father who was of course filthy rich.

I don’t know when it was exactly but I started to actually like Lucy and well fell for the lass. I started to get these ideas that I could actually have some sort of a normal life after everything that had happened. I was a bit jealous of Liam, the life he had now after he ruined my own. Only started up on the drugs cuase of him, he drove me to that place. I didn’t want to be like that, used to be all bout the music. I tried you know to call a quits on the band but that didn’t work out. Liam got out of control and well I followed after him. I had too much stress hangin’ over my head and when he left me in the dressing room that one day with all the drugs there I fell into the trap. But it wasn’t fair. Liam went and sold my bloody piano just so he could get himself some soddin’ help and leave me behind.

When I was with Lucy I wanted to prove to her that I could take care of her, that’s why I took the job her father offered me. Came clean and told her that to but it was too late by that time. I already had the little trinket of her father’s in my suit jacket and ended up with my face deep inside my own throw up in the copy machine. She found the trinket in my jacket then. She discovered what I was planning to do in the beginning, only problem was I changed my mind. I was going to bring it back to her after the job cause I think I started to fall in love with her. But it was too late, she wouldn’t listen to me, told me I’d never take care of anyone. But that wasn’t true, I was taking care of Claire and Aaron now. Being with the two of them makes me think bout marriage again. Not that we are ready for that sort of thing now but I could see it in the future for us. I just want to take care of her and not let anything or anyone harm her.

Muse: Charlie
Fandom: Lost
Word Count: 473

Charlie knew a thing or two about satisfaction. He used to be a druggie, recently put an end to it while being on the island. He always needed a bloody fix, he couldn’t even go on a plane without getting a fix in. That’s what he was doing when the plane started to go down, Charlie Pace was in the bathroom getting a fix. He never wanted to end up that way. It was his brother, Liam, that got Charlie to turn to drugs.

Charlie was once a church boy, alter boy to be exact. He did the band for the music. He loved the music, but as soon as things started to go downhill he wanted to call it quits. He was having sexual relations with more then one girl on any given night. He would even watch the girls have sexual relations with each other, that was when he realized this whole band thing was turning into something he didn’t want it to be. But the day he finally decided to call the band off was when his brother Liam came into the church with a letter and telling Charlie that they have been signed and are going to became rock gods. That was something that Charlie dreamed about doing ever since he was little and his mother told him that he was “special” after giving him a piano for Christmas.

Because of Liam’s assurance that the two of them wouldn’t hit a downfall spiral Charlie decided to continue on with the band under one condition; that if he ever felt like things were getting out of control they would call it quits. Of course when that time came Liam was too out of control to listen and because of all of the stress Charlie was feeling he finally gave into temptation. He could still remember that day that Liam walked out of the dressing room leaving Charlie alone with a bag of heroin. Charlie moved over towards the mirror and took one hard look at himself and then the bag. It was only a few seconds later that he was getting his first fix. It seemed like the drugs made everything clam and all his stress go away. The only way he could ever be satisfied was if he got another fix and another and another.

Muse: Charlie
Fandom: Lost
Word Count: 389