Fic: Darkness All Alight
Title: Darkness All Alight
Author: cranberry_pi
Rating: NC-17 for violence.
Spoilers: Absolutely none, unless you don't know who these characters are - and if you don't, why are you reading? :)
Summary: Just a tiny little drabble inspired by Rihanna's "Love The Way You Lie Pt. 2"
Warnings: Serious domestic violence - I mean, really. If it bothers you at all, I'd really suggest you avoid it - I kind of creeped myself out with this one.
A/N: I have no idea where this came from. None at all.
On the first page of our story
the future seemed so bright
then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
It shouldn’t have surprised her, she thought. It had been almost a month since the last time, and that was a pretty remarkable length of time. She wasn’t sure exactly what had hit her on the first blow, but she was sure that her jaw had been broken. She collapsed to the floor, her eyes filled with tears - but she was careful, ever so careful, not to make a sound, to hold in the scream of pain that threatened to rip itself out of her.
even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes
but you'll always be my hero
even though you've lost your mind
The object of her affection, her high school crush, her first love, whatever name one used - knelt next to her and took her chin in her hand, thankfully ignoring the gasp she let out at the pain of her broken bones grinding together. “Who was she, Quinn? I saw you talking to her in the hall. Who was she?” the voice was low, with a deadly calm behind it. Quinn tried to force her mouth to work, but she could only slur.
“N’ on’.”
“No one. Do you think I’m stupid, Quinn?”
“L’v yoo.”
“You disgust me.” She stood up and kicked Quinn, hard, in the ribs. There was a wet snap inside her, and she was suddenly barely able to draw breath. She collapsed onto her side, which she instantly regretted as it presented more of her to be hit. She curled up protectively, absorbing every blow as best she could. When it stopped, she could hear her tormentor breathing heavily. “Clean this up,” the voice spat. “You’ve made a mess of my floor.”
Quinn nodded, not wanting to risk upsetting her further by speaking.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's all right because I like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie
It would be better in a few hours, she knew. She’d be loaded carefully into the back seat of an SUV, mindful not to aggravate any of her injuries any further. She’d even be allowed to stretch out across the seat, provided she was careful not to bleed anywhere that couldn’t be easily scrubbed clean. She’d be taken to a hospital - not the same one as last time, of course. They were out of hospitals in Lima now, and they’d have to drive further, maybe to Akron. She’d be led inside, a protective - or menacing - arm around her, and it would be explained to the ER nurse that she’d taken a horrible spill down the stairs.
There would be the same series of questions, ones that she didn’t dare answer honestly. Her jaw would be wired, again, and she’d have to subsist on a liquid diet. It had been horrible, almost unbearable - the first time. Now it was only routine. Just another day. When she’d come out of the anaesthetic, there would be someone at her bedside. Someone to tell her how much she loved her, how sorry she was. How this would never happen again, so please don’t leave. How she’d be treated like a princess for the rest of her days, and she’d never have to worry about a thing again.
And Quinn, feeling the weight of worlds on her back, would nod and smile as best she could. She’d motion for paper and pen, and scribble the same sentence that she did every time.
I love you too, Rachel. I won’t ever leave you.
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
til the walls are goin' up
in smoke with all our memories
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's all right because I like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie
Author: cranberry_pi
Rating: NC-17 for violence.
Spoilers: Absolutely none, unless you don't know who these characters are - and if you don't, why are you reading? :)
Summary: Just a tiny little drabble inspired by Rihanna's "Love The Way You Lie Pt. 2"
Warnings: Serious domestic violence - I mean, really. If it bothers you at all, I'd really suggest you avoid it - I kind of creeped myself out with this one.
A/N: I have no idea where this came from. None at all.
On the first page of our story
the future seemed so bright
then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
It shouldn’t have surprised her, she thought. It had been almost a month since the last time, and that was a pretty remarkable length of time. She wasn’t sure exactly what had hit her on the first blow, but she was sure that her jaw had been broken. She collapsed to the floor, her eyes filled with tears - but she was careful, ever so careful, not to make a sound, to hold in the scream of pain that threatened to rip itself out of her.
even angels have their wicked schemes
and you take that to new extremes
but you'll always be my hero
even though you've lost your mind
The object of her affection, her high school crush, her first love, whatever name one used - knelt next to her and took her chin in her hand, thankfully ignoring the gasp she let out at the pain of her broken bones grinding together. “Who was she, Quinn? I saw you talking to her in the hall. Who was she?” the voice was low, with a deadly calm behind it. Quinn tried to force her mouth to work, but she could only slur.
“N’ on’.”
“No one. Do you think I’m stupid, Quinn?”
“L’v yoo.”
“You disgust me.” She stood up and kicked Quinn, hard, in the ribs. There was a wet snap inside her, and she was suddenly barely able to draw breath. She collapsed onto her side, which she instantly regretted as it presented more of her to be hit. She curled up protectively, absorbing every blow as best she could. When it stopped, she could hear her tormentor breathing heavily. “Clean this up,” the voice spat. “You’ve made a mess of my floor.”
Quinn nodded, not wanting to risk upsetting her further by speaking.
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's all right because I like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie
It would be better in a few hours, she knew. She’d be loaded carefully into the back seat of an SUV, mindful not to aggravate any of her injuries any further. She’d even be allowed to stretch out across the seat, provided she was careful not to bleed anywhere that couldn’t be easily scrubbed clean. She’d be taken to a hospital - not the same one as last time, of course. They were out of hospitals in Lima now, and they’d have to drive further, maybe to Akron. She’d be led inside, a protective - or menacing - arm around her, and it would be explained to the ER nurse that she’d taken a horrible spill down the stairs.
There would be the same series of questions, ones that she didn’t dare answer honestly. Her jaw would be wired, again, and she’d have to subsist on a liquid diet. It had been horrible, almost unbearable - the first time. Now it was only routine. Just another day. When she’d come out of the anaesthetic, there would be someone at her bedside. Someone to tell her how much she loved her, how sorry she was. How this would never happen again, so please don’t leave. How she’d be treated like a princess for the rest of her days, and she’d never have to worry about a thing again.
And Quinn, feeling the weight of worlds on her back, would nod and smile as best she could. She’d motion for paper and pen, and scribble the same sentence that she did every time.
I love you too, Rachel. I won’t ever leave you.
I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave
til the walls are goin' up
in smoke with all our memories
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's all right because I like the way it hurts
just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's all right because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohhh, I love the way you lie