five_steps_back: (Phase: Angie)
Nikki ([personal profile] five_steps_back) wrote in [community profile] rainbowfic2012-02-22 06:33 pm

Carnation Pink 3, Shell Pink 15, Tyrian Purple 14, w/ Eraser, Canvas, PBN, Pastels, Stain, & Others

Name: Nikki
Colors: Carnation Pink 3. Disney death [It's only fitting.], Shell Pink 15. Bury it, and let the ants take care of it (Angie in the AU where he kills his father.), Tyrian Purple 14. eternal sleep
Styles and Supplies: Eraser (Murder AU), Canvas, Paint-by-Numbers (both Kat's and Kelly's), Pastels (my gen+romance card; N2: promises made), Stain (A man's respect for law and order exists in precise relationship to the size of his paycheck. - Adam Clayton Powell Jr.), Brush (abjure), Modeling Clay (#141: freeze), Oils (running out of time), Novelty Beads ("My child, seek those things which make for peace.")
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 600
Story: Phase; the title of this piece is 'Getting Away With Murder.'
Notes and Warnings: Takes place the morning after 'The Infection Must Die' in September 2003.

They both wake up to Candance screaming. Angie jerks awake only a second before Sarah does. Sarah, lying next to him, looks at him silently, wide-eyed and scared. Angie doesn't know what his expression looks like; he's more annoyed than anything. He didn't get much sleep the night before.

They're use to waking up to their parent screaming, but this is new. Candance sounds terrified, and Darrel isn't making a sound. Angie knows why.

Sarah doesn't. "Angie?" she whispers, barely audible over their supposed mother.

He doesn't immediately say anything, just holds a finger to his lips as he sits up. Sarah's mattress is on the floor, and he hears his back crack as he stands. "I'll go see," he whispers back, though he has no idea why he's being quiet. "Stay here."

He can hear Candace talking and sobbing at the same time, and he doesn't care to make out what she's saying. He only creeps to the end of the hall and peeks into their 'parents' bedroom. Darrel is where Angie left him, and Candance has the house phone pressed to her ear.

He only listens for a second before he knows she's on the phone with nine-one-one. That's his cue to hurry back to Sarah's room, where Sarah doesn't look like she's moved an inch.

"What's going on?" she asks, still in that small voice, once Angie closes the door.

He doesn't know how to tell her, and eventually just goes for blunt since he doesn't know how long it'll be until nine-one-one sends someone. "Darrel's dead."

Sarah pales, her eyes going wide and her mouth dropping open. They stay in silence for a few long seconds, with Candance's sobs barely creeping in under the door, before Sarah finally asks, "Did you...?"

Angie doesn't say anything. He doesn't need to.

He doesn't expect Sarah to burst into tears. He doesn't really know what he was expecting - happiness? He sure as fuck feels a lot... something. Calmer. Or he did. Now, he just feels guilty, sad, because no, it isn't suppose to happen this way.

"Sarah, no, don't," he manages, dropping down on the mattress next to her and pulling her into a hug.

Her sobs are muffle against his shoulder, and so are her words. "You're gonna leave me and go to jail."

The hell he is. "No, I'm not," he answers her firmly, before he grabs her by the shoulders to push her back. "Look at me, Sarah. Look at me." It takes a moment of swallowing tears and hiccupping before Sarah can. "I am notleaving you, or going to jail, you hear me? We don't know anything about how Darrell died, okay? We just woke up, and he was dead. That's all we know."

"But what if they catch you?" Sarah whispers, obviously terrified.

Angie thinks about that for a minute, thinks about Darrell lying on the bed, seemingly okay except for the fact that he isn't breathing. "They won't." He is fucking certain on that. Angie isn't delusional enough that he thinks that people will think he wouldn't kill somebody, but Darrell's death is clean. If the Angie that everyone else knows kills someone, it will be violent and messy and horrible. This is clean, and people know that Darrell is a drunk. "They won't."

And they don't. Angie and Sarah wait outside, Sarah still sniffling and wiping at her eyes, while people they don't know go in and out of their house. EMTs, a coroner, the cops. He sees the cops eye him some, but he's right. They don't suspect a thing.
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[personal profile] bookblather 2012-02-23 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
Oof. This is... I like that Sarah knows right away, without Angie even telling her, and that Angie only cares about Sarah and what's going to happen to her, not about anything else, and just feeling calmer until Sarah makes him feel guilty. Great job.
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[personal profile] clare_dragonfly 2012-02-23 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh geez. ::hugs them:: I'm not sure whether to cheer for Angie or not! Well, I can cheer for him not getting caught, at least.
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[personal profile] kay_brooke 2012-02-23 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, I feel so sad for Sarah, for being terrified that her brother is going to leave her behind, and for Angie for being driven to even do something like that. It's so telling that their concern is for each other, not for their dead parent.
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[personal profile] impactings 2012-02-25 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
I like this. Angie's attitude is just brilliant. I really want to pick up Sarah and just hold her though. Babby.

Amazing as always. <333
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[personal profile] subluxate 2012-03-20 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, Angie. Darrell did so deserve it, but man, if he'd been suspected or ever taken from Sarah...

Glad Sarah knew and her only concern was Angie, and that Angie was focused on his little sister and how it would not happen.