[identity profile] frothy-bunny.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] writing_shadows
There were bunnies on the side of the road as I drove home, oh, and I shot a man in the head.

It started so normally and now I am sat behind a locked door crying where no one can watch me. I mean I haven’t put all the locks on for a long, long time, but now I can feel the tears running down my face and I don’t want to move because with my back against the door it feels like they can’t get me.

That’s a lie, I mean that thing tonight ripped through the doors like a werewolf in death rage, and it came for us, well I think US, the wolf bloods, when we were left alone. Left alone because it would be safer, that is when it came, and that is always when they come. I had just wanted to know that Isabelle was ok.

Then it was there and Rusty had touched my computer and I was meant to be drinking tea so I could get on with the coding they asked for. Then there was that sound, it didn’t sound human, but it didn’t sound not human either, it just wasn’t right and then it was there and I found a gun and I was shooting it, I was suddenly scared. When it kept coming and kept healing... it was just odd and horrible.

My bruises hurt as I lower myself into a bath and hug my knees, We all took a bit of beating, Arthur asked before I left if I was ok, I said I was, I think I lied. I just keep seeing it lumbering towards us and the sound rings in my ears of the guns and then it was lying there on the floor and I shot him... it... no, him in the head.

There were bunnies on the side of the road as I drove home.

Date: 2011-04-10 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blane-firewing.livejournal.com
That was lovely! Nice to see a more normal reaction to that sort of situation.

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