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perfectactor) wrote2011-11-15 01:50 pm
perfectactor) wrote2011-11-15 01:50 pm
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Title: Echoes
Author: Me
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Ian/Will
Summary: The voices talk to Ian. Sometimes he talks back. Most importantly, Will's there with him, and he's not going to leave him alone with his demons.
Disclaimer: Fiction. The badly-written kind of fiction, even.
I know what's wrong with me. "My mind, it's empty", you say loudly.
- Your mind isn't empty, it's just full of all the wrong things. That's all you care about, drinking, and doing drugs, and shagging. You used to be someone special. You used to stand for something, even when you didn't believe in anything, you were what the people needed. You gave them something back, you created ideas to inspire them. Ever wondered why things don't go right - the way it used to be - anymore? Maybe you should look back on all the choices you've made...
Will looks at you, and you know he's noticed how you've gone quiet. You know he knows that you are in the midst of an internal conflict. He knows the voices are not going to go away, they're a part of you, and it's just as well. "It's 'them', isn't it, they're torturing you again..." He says with a bitter lack of surprise. Just sadness. "It would probably help if you cut down on the bevvy-"
You curl up on your other side - whimpering.
Author: Me
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Ian/Will
Summary: The voices talk to Ian. Sometimes he talks back. Most importantly, Will's there with him, and he's not going to leave him alone with his demons.
Disclaimer: Fiction. The badly-written kind of fiction, even.
I know what's wrong with me. "My mind, it's empty", you say loudly.
- Your mind isn't empty, it's just full of all the wrong things. That's all you care about, drinking, and doing drugs, and shagging. You used to be someone special. You used to stand for something, even when you didn't believe in anything, you were what the people needed. You gave them something back, you created ideas to inspire them. Ever wondered why things don't go right - the way it used to be - anymore? Maybe you should look back on all the choices you've made...
Will looks at you, and you know he's noticed how you've gone quiet. You know he knows that you are in the midst of an internal conflict. He knows the voices are not going to go away, they're a part of you, and it's just as well. "It's 'them', isn't it, they're torturing you again..." He says with a bitter lack of surprise. Just sadness. "It would probably help if you cut down on the bevvy-"
You curl up on your other side - whimpering.