Understanding Jones is only ever helping (understander) wrote in invol_rpg, @ 2013-01-02 01:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | ! narrative, ! plot: kidnapping, understanding jones |
WHO: Understanding Jones [USA] and NPC! Patty Lefevre
WHAT: Angry Chet and Sad Understanding
WHEN: 1 January 2013
WHERE: Americas Safehouse
WARNINGS: i know i just posted dwi. also the song linked has questionable lyrics.
STATUS: Complete
"...800 killed. I mean, this is serious, Chet." Understanding opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. "Two Vols on board. Did you know them? Chet, you're not saying much. I need you to tell me what's going on. I know you're with the IVF but I can't just stop being your mother." There was a pause. "Of course I knew them." The words held a bite that Understanding hadn't expected, but he didn't rein it in. "We weren't close but I knew them." "Were either of them—" "I don't know, Mom. And I can't tell you anything. I'm not allowed. I have to go now. Love you." He hit the END button on his phone and threw it onto the bed. His hands went into his dreadlocks, pulling on the roots and his scalp and trying to feel something other than the endless frustration he felt locked inside. Breathing wasn't helping. Yoga would't help. Thud. His fist struck the concrete wall, a flash of pain down his knuckles. The walls in his old room in Orange County had been drywall, easy to punch though, and he put posters over the holes so his dad wouldn't see. There were no holes now. Taking two steps backward he was on his bed, falling backward onto the pillow. He reached for his headphones and scrolled through his iPod to RENT. One Song Glory One Song Before I — No. He jammed his finger down on the button, stopping the song. He scrolled through his library again and again before he finally settled on a song. Leaning back on his pillow the music blasted into his ears and he finally was able to cry. I got something to say... |