Sticks and Stones and A Girl Like Her (Switchback missing scene)
Sticks and Stones and A Girl Like Her
Switchback missing scene
An Anita Blake Fanfic story
by Mhalachai
Summary: Jean-Claude is slipping away from Anita, and she doesn't know how to hold on.
Disclaimer: Anita Blake belongs to Laurell K. Hamilton. No profit has been made from this fic.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 322
Missing Scene: #36 - Guilt.
Note: This missing scene takes place deep into Switchback. I was hit on the head last night by the Lyrical Fairy. I'll put it like this: Anita's not doing so good in the Switchback world. Lack of capitalization and punctuation done on purpose.
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There's a bite to the breeze, sharp as fangs skimming over skin, sinking just deep enough to bleed her and steal the sounds that she will not let fall from her lips.
he told her to go
He once asked her, he but not him, what she had to live for and she ignored the question like she did every question that touched on then, pushed away the lost little girl she had become as she pulled him closer, just a little closer.
All she is, all she has become, boils down to turn your head, don't let them see you cry the sticks and stones that make up a girl like her.
She used to think she was herself, good little girl, pure and righteous, better than the men she aims her gun at, than the things that creep in the dark, that hide under the bed, that rip and tear and destroy.
she never created anything, cold barren dead thing
She used to listen when he said she was better.
it's all different now, different lines and different lies and a different man staring at her with Jean-Claude's eyes and making her cry (out) with Jean-Claude's honeyed tongue but she's the same as she's always been, death and destroyer and colder than the things she aims her gun at
The difference, this time, is she hears the liar in her head, whispering wicked words in her sleep. The difference, this time, is that he wants the lie, not the truth of her.
She doesn't want to know that he believed that she was better. She doesn't want to know that he can see her lies.
She doesn't want to leave.
She has no reason to stay.
he told her to go. he didn't mean forever
Forever is all she has left.
he walked away first
There's a bite to the breeze as she turns and walks, alone, into the darkness.
--fin
Switchback missing scene
An Anita Blake Fanfic story
by Mhalachai
Summary: Jean-Claude is slipping away from Anita, and she doesn't know how to hold on.
Disclaimer: Anita Blake belongs to Laurell K. Hamilton. No profit has been made from this fic.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 322
Missing Scene: #36 - Guilt.
Note: This missing scene takes place deep into Switchback. I was hit on the head last night by the Lyrical Fairy. I'll put it like this: Anita's not doing so good in the Switchback world. Lack of capitalization and punctuation done on purpose.
~~~~~
There's a bite to the breeze, sharp as fangs skimming over skin, sinking just deep enough to bleed her and steal the sounds that she will not let fall from her lips.
he told her to go
He once asked her, he but not him, what she had to live for and she ignored the question like she did every question that touched on then, pushed away the lost little girl she had become as she pulled him closer, just a little closer.
All she is, all she has become, boils down to turn your head, don't let them see you cry the sticks and stones that make up a girl like her.
She used to think she was herself, good little girl, pure and righteous, better than the men she aims her gun at, than the things that creep in the dark, that hide under the bed, that rip and tear and destroy.
she never created anything, cold barren dead thing
She used to listen when he said she was better.
it's all different now, different lines and different lies and a different man staring at her with Jean-Claude's eyes and making her cry (out) with Jean-Claude's honeyed tongue but she's the same as she's always been, death and destroyer and colder than the things she aims her gun at
The difference, this time, is she hears the liar in her head, whispering wicked words in her sleep. The difference, this time, is that he wants the lie, not the truth of her.
She doesn't want to know that he believed that she was better. She doesn't want to know that he can see her lies.
She doesn't want to leave.
She has no reason to stay.
he told her to go. he didn't mean forever
Forever is all she has left.
he walked away first
There's a bite to the breeze as she turns and walks, alone, into the darkness.
--fin