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Mar. 4th, 2005 07:20 pm"Listen to mommy, this is very important. Get under the bed, don't make a sound. Don't come out, no matter what happens. Don't come out, okay?"
James can hear his dad banging on the front door. He looks at his mama, can tell she's really scared... and that makes him really scared. "Okay".
She tries to give a reassuring smile, but she doesn't quite pull it off. "I love you."
"I love you too, mommy."
"Let's go. Down you go."
James crawls under the bed and watches as his mommy's feet pad quickly out of the room. A moment later, he hears his parents arguing. Yelling. It's nothing new, but it scares him just the same.
Suddenly, he hears a gunshot, the sound of something heavy falling to the floor, and then silence. His breath suddenly seems loud, so loud. He focuses on controlling his breathing, keeping quiet as he can. He listens to the sound of his daddy's boots as he walks heavily down the hall, watches as he turns and walks into James' bedroom. Oh no, he knows I here! He's going to kill me, too.
His daddy doesn't lean down to find him, though. Instead, he sits on the boy's bed. James barely has the time to sigh a quick sigh of relief before he hears the gun go off again, watches the mattress above him sink as his daddy's dead body falls back on it.
James lies frozen under the bed. He doesn't dare crawl out, not yet, but he doesn't want to stay where he is, watching as his daddy's blood soaks through the fabric of the bedding above him. He closes his eyes, praying that he's still asleep, that he'll wake up to find both his parents alive and well. He knows, though, this isn't a dream, and part of him just wishes he was somewhere else, somewhere safe...
[OOC: This scene is taken more or less directly from the opening scene of the Lost episode entitled "Outlaws".]
James can hear his dad banging on the front door. He looks at his mama, can tell she's really scared... and that makes him really scared. "Okay".
She tries to give a reassuring smile, but she doesn't quite pull it off. "I love you."
"I love you too, mommy."
"Let's go. Down you go."
James crawls under the bed and watches as his mommy's feet pad quickly out of the room. A moment later, he hears his parents arguing. Yelling. It's nothing new, but it scares him just the same.
Suddenly, he hears a gunshot, the sound of something heavy falling to the floor, and then silence. His breath suddenly seems loud, so loud. He focuses on controlling his breathing, keeping quiet as he can. He listens to the sound of his daddy's boots as he walks heavily down the hall, watches as he turns and walks into James' bedroom. Oh no, he knows I here! He's going to kill me, too.
His daddy doesn't lean down to find him, though. Instead, he sits on the boy's bed. James barely has the time to sigh a quick sigh of relief before he hears the gun go off again, watches the mattress above him sink as his daddy's dead body falls back on it.
James lies frozen under the bed. He doesn't dare crawl out, not yet, but he doesn't want to stay where he is, watching as his daddy's blood soaks through the fabric of the bedding above him. He closes his eyes, praying that he's still asleep, that he'll wake up to find both his parents alive and well. He knows, though, this isn't a dream, and part of him just wishes he was somewhere else, somewhere safe...
[OOC: This scene is taken more or less directly from the opening scene of the Lost episode entitled "Outlaws".]
