Ficlet ; Spaces in between
Spaces in between - Ficlet (Just over 100 words so like. A toddler drabble, really.); PG; Sam-centric; Posted because Hd_Obsession said so.
There's spaces in between, where Dean used to be. Parts where dad and Jess and a perspective life once lived. It's like watching a photo age over time. First the color goes, and then the edges, and pretty soon all that's left is a shell of the memory that once was. Sam's just a memory, worn down with time and words that sting like a sliver to the heart.
He's holding on, his fingers gripped so tight to the edge of humanity that his knuckles have gone ghost white. Inside his head he's begging for someone to pull him up, to hold his hand and show him the way back, to fill the spaces inside. But it's only a matter of time before he slips, only a matter of time before Lucifer catches him, body, mind, and soul.
There's spaces in between, where Dean used to be. Parts where dad and Jess and a perspective life once lived. It's like watching a photo age over time. First the color goes, and then the edges, and pretty soon all that's left is a shell of the memory that once was. Sam's just a memory, worn down with time and words that sting like a sliver to the heart.
He's holding on, his fingers gripped so tight to the edge of humanity that his knuckles have gone ghost white. Inside his head he's begging for someone to pull him up, to hold his hand and show him the way back, to fill the spaces inside. But it's only a matter of time before he slips, only a matter of time before Lucifer catches him, body, mind, and soul.