| Fanfic Reading Club: From A Safe Distance |
[Sep. 7th, 2008|02:21 pm] |
Welcome to the Angst Hour!!
No one does angst the way bigboobedcanuck does. From Dead Lesbians to Dead Jennifer, she forces us to read against our will, knowing that it's gonna hurt, knowing that we'll cry and wail and gnash our teeth, and somehow making it okay in the end.
I am a sucker for hurt/comfort. From A Safe Distance fulfills that and more.
When I finally look back at the restaurant, Justin is on the steps, frozen. For long moments, he’s like a deer in the headlights, until he suddenly bolts towards the beach, walking quickly. I slam the car door and follow him, the pill bottle clutched tightly in my grasp.
As my feet hit the sand, I call out his name. He looks over his shoulder and speeds up, and I stride towards him, anger fuelling my steps. “Don’t you fucking run away from me!”
At this, he finally turns. He’s too goddamned pale and part of me just wants to get him back inside before the rain really begins to fall. I stop a few feet away and we stare at each other.
“What the fuck is this?” I lift the pills up, still clenched in my fist.
“Zidovudine. It’s an antiretroviral.”
( OMG, WHYYYYY???? ) |
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