beginning of a bitter end

(justin/richard)

Drabble inspired directly from a scene in the movie. 220 words of angst. pg-ish.

Written in Feb 2006

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"Where're you going?" he calls after my retreating back, but I don't turn. Then:

"God damn it, Justin! You cheated on me first!"

All that anger and irrevocable heartbreak in his voice, it makes my steps falter, but although I pause, I still don't turn around. Silence.

I imagine my heart exploding within the confinement of my ribcage. Blood going haywire for a split second, then fading away inside the withering cobweb of veins around my bones, organs, feelings - all of them dying. Dull throbbing pain in between .

The truth hurts.

I remember having heard, that it's always darkest just before sunrise. I don't know what help that'll do as I'm blinded by the light that shines from him, but I guess it doesn't mean anything anyway.

I know he's crying. He's not making a sound, but I feel his grief like a mourning sun, it's warmth washing over my back. Still I don't turn around, I don't go back. There's no way - nowhere to go but forward. The past is immune to change, the future not even shaped yet, so that's all we've got left. I'm just a little afraid, but I have to go on now. Just a little bit further, then this will all be over.

end.