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The "Goodnight, love" ship.
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Invite friend
Fallen Angel #2
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A/N: This chapter is really dark. I will warn you now. But, however, do NOT lose faith - this just sets up the stage for the rest of this little ficlet :)
************************************************** Now, Gillian was almost ready for bed when suddenly, the lamp flicked on, showing Alec laying fully clothed on the bed. "Alec, you scared me!" she practically squealed, before coming over and giving him a light kiss. She went to pull away but was stopped by his hand tight around her wrist. She frowned, confused. "Alec," she said slowly, her psycologist training kicking in - now she was afraid, seeing the anger in his face and eyes. "You've been with him, haven't you?" he growled accusingly. Gillian answered, really scared now. She could tell he wasn't high, and that meant that this anger was real. "I-I was at work, like I always am." Her voice was shaky from fear, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. Alec gripped her wrist even harder, causing her to cry out, and then pulled her face an inch or so away from his. "LIAR!" he yelled, shoving her back roughly and causing her to fall against the wall, painfully. "You-need-to-stop-lieing-to me!" He punctuated each word with a punch to either the face or the gut, and when she slid to the floor, he began to kick her. "Alec STOP!" she screamed in pain, her body feeling as if it was on fire. He reached down and grabbed her right bicep, dragging her up so that they were face to face. Then, just when she thought he was going to say something, he punched her in the face - not quite square, but more of a right-hook. She screamed out, and he punched her again. And again. And again. Falling to the ground, helpless to defend herself, all she could do was cry, scream, and cry some more. ... After awhile, she began to slowly lose conciouness. However, before she fully could, she realized that he wasn't even attempting to defend himself - seeing as he undoubtedly had the upperhand, he was either feeling cocky, was blind with rage, or just was too stupid to notice. She kicked upward with all of her strength, hitting him straight im the groin. He fell to the ground, doubled over and cursing. She crawled to her feet, using the bed as her crutch. Hobbling as fast as she could, she grabbed her robe on the back of the door, and went out of the house, jumped in the car, and sped off into the distance, not having any idea of her destination. All she did was drive - drive far, far, far away. ************************************************** A/N: Okay, I know that this is REALLY dark and all...but i promise you, in the next chapter, callian WILL rise. PROMISE!! |
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