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The Weakness In Me	By : iggysgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 3362 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“He just looked at me and I just knew he was the man I wanted. The man I belonged with. You know? One of those times when you see someone and then it all makes sense… the world, your life. It’s like… It’s like realizing that this is gods gift to you. I only wish everyone could be as lucky as I am.” Vanessa beamed as she spoke. They had moved from the kitchen into the living room and Vanessa and Johnny shared a couch, while Gail sat in a leather recliner.

She had asked Vanessa ten minutes ago about how the couple had first met and Vanessa happily spilled all the details. Johnny sat there adding little bits and pieces here and there. It was very romantic and Gail felt a little stab at her heart at Vanessa’s last statement. Yeah, she thought She knew exactly what Vanessa was talking about. She had had the same exact feelings with John-luck, until that awful day when he broke her heart. Vanessa knew al about that though. She was part of it. She was the reason… Gail bit back the resentment. She had forgiven her sister! This was all water under the bridge. She had to move on. Blood was thicker then water, after all. “Wow, well you two are so sweet. I am so happy for you little sister.”

Vanessa grinned and Johnny squeezed her hand. His eyes turned back to Gail and took on a curious glint. “So Gail, We… well Vanessa has been going on about us all afternoon. What about you? You have a special someone or maybe a dog or something? Vanessa has told me all about growing up with you, but I don’t know much about you now.”

Gail licked her lips. “Well… There’s not much to tell really… I live in Paris now… I’m a photographer for this French magazine, Premiere… I am currently single… No dog either…” She laughed nervously. “But umm… Well that is about it really…”

Johnny gave a shocked gasp. “A girl like you? No one? That just seems off.”

Vanessa smiled. “Yes t does. Come on Gail… there isn’t anyone? You can tell us.”

Gail shrugged. She hated talking about her love life. It brought back too many painful memories. “No… There’s been really no one since…” She let the sentence hang in the air. She saw Vanessa’s smile fade and a look of regret and overwhelming sadness. She knew exactly whom Gail meant.

Johnny didn’t notice the awkward air that threatened to strangle the sisters. He grinned. “Since? Oh so there has been some-”

“Johnny, please!” Vanessa pleaded.

Johnny looked at Vanessa and realized that this was a topic better left untouched. They were all silent for a long time. The sadness thickened the air and Gail struggled to keep the tears from coming. She didn’t want to do this. Not now. Not in front of Vanessa and not in front of some stranger with piercing eyes who had her stomach doing the jitterbug at every second they met with hers… no certainly not now.

Vanessa moved from the couch and came to kneel before her sister. “Gail…” It was soft and she sounded as if she might cry as well.

Gail looked into her sister’s face and managed a smile. “It’s alright… Don’t worry.” She said answering her sister’s unasked question with a surprising calmness.

Vanessa’s hand grabbed her sister’s and squeezed it. They sat there for a moment, Gail forcing herself to heal the open wound. It was over. She finally decided to speak. “I think we need a drink.”

A look of overwhelming relief came over Vanessa and she broke out laughing.

Johnny leapt to his feet with a relieved smile. “You are a smart woman.”

Vanessa stood and offered Gail her hand. “This is where Johnny is a Viking.” As Gail took her hand and stood Vanessa leaned in conspiratorially. “Cet homme devrait juste a une ligne d'alcool accroché à ses veines. Il boit comme c'est de l'air !” [i]( This man should just have a line of alcohol hooked to his veins. He drinks like it's air!)[/i]

Gail chuckled. “Est-il un bu ?” [i]( Is he a drunk?)[/i]

Vanessa barked with laughter. “Johnny? Non, no Il aime son alcool, mais il est non bu.” [i](Johnny? No, no. He loves his alcohol, but he's no drunk.)[/i]

Johnny turned back and looked at them suspiciously. “What are you two saying about me? Gail don’t listen to a thing this woman tells you about me.”

The girls giggled and continued to follow Johnny into the kitchen where they took a seat at the table and watched Johnny as he hunted out the alcohol, then served it with a proud look on his face. Vanessa took his hand as he sat down beside her and the three sipped at the wine.

Gail smiled at the couple. “This is good. You have good taste.”

They grinned, happy with the approval. The silence was companionable and nice. Gail looked up from her wine to see Johnny watching her, the look back in his eyes. What was going on? She wanted to just shout at him. This had to be just the way he looked at people. She concluded this and decided to look at him in the same way. To her surprise, Johnny gave her a warm smile that made her breath catch and her look fade to one of surprise.

“Johnny?” Vanessa’s voice sliced the tention Gail was feeling and She brought her eyes down to look at her glass.

Johnny answered and they began talking about Gail’s room and if he had remembered to put fresh sheets on. Johnny winced. “Oh sh.it! No sorry… I forgot.”

Gail looked up. “It’s fine I don-”

Vanessa huffed and ground her teeth together. “Oh my god! I ask you to do one thing.” Her voice lowered menacingly. “You do this all the time.”

Johnny rolled his eyes. “I’m Sorry, I forgot. Just let it go. Gail said she didn’t care.”

Gail sat there awkwardly. What had happened to the loving couple? They seemed like total opposites. Their eyes were no longer filled with the warmth and happiness of only seconds ago, but now they oozed hate. She was suddenly fascinated by this turn of events, and found herself watching it like some sort of soap opera.

Vanessa got to her feet with another huff. “Well I’ll go and do it then.” And then she was walking away. Gail bit her bottom lip nervously and quickly followed her sister up the stairs to the second floor. “Nessa, êtes-vous bon ?” [i]( Nessa, are you okay?)[/i]

Vanessa got to the top and stopped, taking a deep breath. She didn’t say anything for a while and then turned to her sister. “Je suis beau.. Il est juste.. Je l'aime, mais quelques-uns le chronomètrent ne pense pas. Vous êtes ma soeur, vous devez avoir des casiers vierges !” [i]( I am fine... He is just... I love him, but some times he doesn't think. You are my sister, you should have clean sheets!)[/i]

Gail didn’t know what to do or say. It shocked her that there was a kink in the relationship, though she shouldn’t be surprised. No one is perfect. But they seemed almost.

Vanessa visibly collected herself and smiled. “Je suis désolé que vous deviez voir que Gail. S'il vous plaît me pardonner... nous pardonne pour notre comportement impoli.” [i]( I am sorry you had to see that Gail. Please forgive me... forgive us for our rude behavior.)[/i]

Gail smiled and put a hand on Vanessa’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “Oublier de lui.” [i]( Forget about it.)[/i]

Vanessa and Gail shared a sisterly grin and then went on to change the sheets.
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The sheets had been changed and Gail and Vanessa Where now sharing girl talk on the bed. Gail sat cross-legged, back against the backboard of the bed and Vanessa lay across the middle.

“Hé... vous rappelez vieux Peirre?” [i](Hey… do you remember old Pierre?)[/i]

Vanessa grinned giddily. “Oh mon dieu oui ! se rappèle comment il a utilisé pour chanter et alors il amènerait des gens en haut pour danser. Je pense que c'est là où je premier m'est rendu compte j'ai voulu être un preformer.” [i]( Oh my god yes! remember how he used to sing and then he would bring people up to dance. I think that is where i first realized i wanted to be a preformer.)[/i]

The two broke out laughing as the memories came back. A knock sounded at the door, drawing the two out of there fit. They both looked towards the doorway to see Johnny standing there, a sheepish look on his face. “Hi… I’m sorry to interrupt, but did you want some dinner? I thought maybe with Gail here we could all go out to that new place on Broadway.”

Vanessa rolled back to look at her sister. Gail smirked. “Quelqu'un essaie de rentrer sur votre bon côté.” [i](Someone is trying to get back on your good side.)[/i]

Vanessa chuckled. “Que pensez-vous ? Dois-je pardonner l'homme pauvre ?” [i]( What do you think? Should i forgive the poor man?)[/i]

Gail looked up at Johnny. He was looking at them very confused. She grinned. “Je pense si vous faites il ne pourrait pas se casser dans les déchirures bientôt..” [i]( I think if you don't he might break into tears soon.)[/i]

Vanessa laughed and rolled off the bed then stood up with a smile. “Oui. I think that is a wonderful idea.” She then walked over to him and gave him one of the most thorough kisses Gail had ever seen. It dragged on so long that Gail feared that they might break into full out sex right in the doorway.

When Vanessa pulled away she grinned. “I have to go get dressed! Gail do you need a dress to wear tonight?”

Gail watched as Johnny’s eyes fluttered open and he struggled to regain reality. She shook her head and smiled. “Yes please.”

Gail and Vanessa then moved to the hallway, leaving Johnny standing there in his daze.
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