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rainbowfic2015-08-20 04:48 pm
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-20 04:48 pm
Under the bed balck
Name: Sebastian
Title: you can always say no
Story: And The Devil makes Three
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 9. Worry
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage)
Word Count: 160
Rating: PG
Warnings: Hints at domestic violence
Notes: So, I thought about Victoria before but apparently not? She's one of Jim's friends and happens to be a painter in a really shitty relationship. I don't do a lot with her because her story is kind of separate form everyone else's but she does exist.
She tells him she's not in the mood.
He tells her he is.
They fight, as they always do, and it ends in her going to the spare room, even though it's her house. He curses loudly enough for her to hear and the sound of a wall breaking echoes in her head for hours.
It could have been her, she tells herself. It could have been her and no the wall and he should be grateful it wasn't.
She should be grateful he puts up with her. She should be grateful for what she has.
She's not. She's cursing her life, spitting and hissing at the restraints it pus on her. She wants to go to someone, to tell them to make it better, but the only people she knows tell her to leave him, tell her to get out now.
And she wants to, she does, but she can't.
She can't quite manage to walk away just yet.
Title: you can always say no
Story: And The Devil makes Three
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 9. Worry
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage)
Word Count: 160
Rating: PG
Warnings: Hints at domestic violence
Notes: So, I thought about Victoria before but apparently not? She's one of Jim's friends and happens to be a painter in a really shitty relationship. I don't do a lot with her because her story is kind of separate form everyone else's but she does exist.
She tells him she's not in the mood.
He tells her he is.
They fight, as they always do, and it ends in her going to the spare room, even though it's her house. He curses loudly enough for her to hear and the sound of a wall breaking echoes in her head for hours.
It could have been her, she tells herself. It could have been her and no the wall and he should be grateful it wasn't.
She should be grateful he puts up with her. She should be grateful for what she has.
She's not. She's cursing her life, spitting and hissing at the restraints it pus on her. She wants to go to someone, to tell them to make it better, but the only people she knows tell her to leave him, tell her to get out now.
And she wants to, she does, but she can't.
She can't quite manage to walk away just yet.
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Thank you! :D
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yeah, her husband is terrible but she manages to get the ability to leave which is awesome and I am so proud of her.
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<333 Thank you so much.