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rosehiptea.livejournal.com) wrote in
31_days2007-02-22 08:24 pm
[February 22] [Silent Hill 2] Bars
Title: Bars
Day/Theme: February 22th -- a ribbon around her throat
Series: Silent Hill 2
Character/Pairing: James/Maria
Rating: R (just barely?)
Word Count: 309
Note: Cross posted to
rosehiptea and
sh_het.
"I can't do anything through these bars..."
But he presses himself against them anyway, staring in at her. Maria is smiling, in a way he doesn't really like, and he's wondering why he isn't asking her who she is or who put her there or why she doesn't seem to care, but only thinking that he wants her pressed against the wall with her legs around him and if he closes his eyes then... no, then she'll be even less like Mary.
She comes to the bars and kisses him, her tongue pushed into his mouth, and she doesn't taste like Mary either, and there's something off about her scent and the way she breathes. But if he could only see more of her, maybe that would convince him.
"Mary..."
"I'm not Mary, James."
He knows she's lying, and he pulls at her arm through the bars pulling her against them, reaches in to grab for her breast, and she damn well feels like Mary. But she's just laughing.
"James... you have to let me out of here."
But he wants her in there, where he can do whatever he wants to her, and he's reaching for her skirt now, but she moves her hips away from his touch, still kissing him.
Then James loses it, grabs for that ribbon around her neck, that Mary never would have worn, and pulls it taut. She should be choking by now, losing air, but she's still laughing like he's some joke and he keeps pulling until it breaks. And then she's standing there just an inch too far away, still looking like the only thing he ever needed and he's standing there with a fucking broken ribbon.
She runs her hands down her belly. "James... don't you like me, James?"
He wants to kill her. And that finally makes him run.
Day/Theme: February 22th -- a ribbon around her throat
Series: Silent Hill 2
Character/Pairing: James/Maria
Rating: R (just barely?)
Word Count: 309
Note: Cross posted to
"I can't do anything through these bars..."
But he presses himself against them anyway, staring in at her. Maria is smiling, in a way he doesn't really like, and he's wondering why he isn't asking her who she is or who put her there or why she doesn't seem to care, but only thinking that he wants her pressed against the wall with her legs around him and if he closes his eyes then... no, then she'll be even less like Mary.
She comes to the bars and kisses him, her tongue pushed into his mouth, and she doesn't taste like Mary either, and there's something off about her scent and the way she breathes. But if he could only see more of her, maybe that would convince him.
"Mary..."
"I'm not Mary, James."
He knows she's lying, and he pulls at her arm through the bars pulling her against them, reaches in to grab for her breast, and she damn well feels like Mary. But she's just laughing.
"James... you have to let me out of here."
But he wants her in there, where he can do whatever he wants to her, and he's reaching for her skirt now, but she moves her hips away from his touch, still kissing him.
Then James loses it, grabs for that ribbon around her neck, that Mary never would have worn, and pulls it taut. She should be choking by now, losing air, but she's still laughing like he's some joke and he keeps pulling until it breaks. And then she's standing there just an inch too far away, still looking like the only thing he ever needed and he's standing there with a fucking broken ribbon.
She runs her hands down her belly. "James... don't you like me, James?"
He wants to kill her. And that finally makes him run.
