"Repetition" - Movie Canon double drabble
Brokeback double drabble (200 words) with single person alternate POVs, movie canon, rated G, no warnings.
Disclaimer: They belong to Proulx, Ossana, McMurtry and Focus Features. I intend no disrespect and make no profit.
Repetition
She was sobbing; furiously, heartbrokenly, yet looking fit to murder him if he dared intervene. As if Ennis’s actions were his fault! He meekly kept sufficient distance, though - making little shushing, commiserating noises.
He felt soundly slapped in the face with this unlooked-for display of intense emotions. Emotions he’d stupidly thought belonged in the past by now. He’d thought she’d moved on. Moved on to him. That he was giving her all she needed and wanted.
Well, what an eye-opener this whole mess was proving to be!
Watching them together, sitting there across the table from each other, he couldn’t help noticing her glowering and poorly suppressed tension, and his dejected unease, avoiding her glances.
And now, here, to have it end in this outburst! What was it with Ennis del Mar anyway? The man looked ordinary, wasn’t rich, sure was no charmer or smooth-talker. From what he’d understood, Ennis’d never really been there for her, had let her do much more than her share of their relationship’s heavy-lifting.
Himself, he tried his very best to do better than that, to provide support, and love, and comfort. He thought he’d succeeded.
But now…. Monroe sighed. Now he couldn’t be sure.
Alternate last line:
But now…. Carl sighed. Now he couldn’t be sure.
Disclaimer: They belong to Proulx, Ossana, McMurtry and Focus Features. I intend no disrespect and make no profit.
Repetition
She was sobbing; furiously, heartbrokenly, yet looking fit to murder him if he dared intervene. As if Ennis’s actions were his fault! He meekly kept sufficient distance, though - making little shushing, commiserating noises.
He felt soundly slapped in the face with this unlooked-for display of intense emotions. Emotions he’d stupidly thought belonged in the past by now. He’d thought she’d moved on. Moved on to him. That he was giving her all she needed and wanted.
Well, what an eye-opener this whole mess was proving to be!
Watching them together, sitting there across the table from each other, he couldn’t help noticing her glowering and poorly suppressed tension, and his dejected unease, avoiding her glances.
And now, here, to have it end in this outburst! What was it with Ennis del Mar anyway? The man looked ordinary, wasn’t rich, sure was no charmer or smooth-talker. From what he’d understood, Ennis’d never really been there for her, had let her do much more than her share of their relationship’s heavy-lifting.
Himself, he tried his very best to do better than that, to provide support, and love, and comfort. He thought he’d succeeded.
But now…. Monroe sighed. Now he couldn’t be sure.
Alternate last line:
But now…. Carl sighed. Now he couldn’t be sure.