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monaboyd_monthSo it would seem that it is my day already. I've got some drabbles and some ficlets planned, some dark some fluffy so without further ado.
Pain. It didn’t matter how it happened or how well intentioned it was, it still hurt. In fact sometimes it was better to feel the physical agony rather than the empty soul-draining pain of loss.
The house had been silent when he arrived home, eerily dark. Empty. Soul-less.
Walking through the house slowly, he had tried to convince himself that his intuition was wrong. Only when he reached the bedroom did he succumb to the desolate truth.
Billy crumpled the note he had found on his pillow. Two words scrawled in black sharpie were all he was worth.
“It’s Over.”
Pain. It didn’t matter how it happened or how well intentioned it was, it still hurt. In fact sometimes it was better to feel the physical agony rather than the empty soul-draining pain of loss.
The house had been silent when he arrived home, eerily dark. Empty. Soul-less.
Walking through the house slowly, he had tried to convince himself that his intuition was wrong. Only when he reached the bedroom did he succumb to the desolate truth.
Billy crumpled the note he had found on his pillow. Two words scrawled in black sharpie were all he was worth.
“It’s Over.”
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Date: 2009-05-11 02:24 pm (UTC)Billy deserves better than that,from Dom...
Ta!
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Date: 2009-05-22 05:16 pm (UTC)Poor boys!