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rainbowfic2015-08-20 05:13 pm
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2015-08-20 05:13 pm
Under the bed black
Name: Sebastian
Title: what's a little blood between us
Story: And The Devil makes Three
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 6. Staring at the wall
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Village Stage)
Word Count: 183
Rating: PG
Warnings: Death
Notes: And I managed to get these done before i had to leave! Woosh
He's dead.
Oh god, he's dead.
She can't stop starting at the wall that he'd been standing in front of and there's blood pooling on the floor. Her hands are shaking and the gun has fallen, a clattering sound as it his the ground and then nothing. Silence.
She shot him.
She shot him and he's not moving.
She shot him and he's not moving and she has no idea what she's going to do now.
It was self defense, right? She considers it, going over the way he cam eat her, the look in his eyes.
It was self defense.
It had to be.
No one could say otherwise, right?
her heart slams in her chest, her hands curling into fists. The blood is getting closer.
She steps back, not wanting it near her.
She shot him.
She shot him.
He's dead.
Because of her.
And then, for a moment, within the panic and fear, she realizes something.
He's gone.
He's gone.
She starts crying, sinking to the ground and curling into a ball. He's gone.
She's free.
Title: what's a little blood between us
Story: And The Devil makes Three
Colors: Under The Bed Black: 6. Staring at the wall
Supplies: graffiti (Lilith Faire Village Stage)
Word Count: 183
Rating: PG
Warnings: Death
Notes: And I managed to get these done before i had to leave! Woosh
He's dead.
Oh god, he's dead.
She can't stop starting at the wall that he'd been standing in front of and there's blood pooling on the floor. Her hands are shaking and the gun has fallen, a clattering sound as it his the ground and then nothing. Silence.
She shot him.
She shot him and he's not moving.
She shot him and he's not moving and she has no idea what she's going to do now.
It was self defense, right? She considers it, going over the way he cam eat her, the look in his eyes.
It was self defense.
It had to be.
No one could say otherwise, right?
her heart slams in her chest, her hands curling into fists. The blood is getting closer.
She steps back, not wanting it near her.
She shot him.
She shot him.
He's dead.
Because of her.
And then, for a moment, within the panic and fear, she realizes something.
He's gone.
He's gone.
She starts crying, sinking to the ground and curling into a ball. He's gone.
She's free.
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Holy everything, this is amazing. It's exhilarating, even.
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It was this song that made me decide to do her. I wanted to write this little snippet because yes. bang, bang.
Also, note to self: Change' her husband's name. Because James + Jim in the same story might get confusing.
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Ooh yay! I was pretty pleased with this one.
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She deserves many cuddles, she really does.
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Yeah, she neeed to do it though, sh eneded to set herself free.
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But I'm glad she's free.
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She does get freedom. I am so pleased by that. It takes her so much to do it but she damn well deserving of that freedom.