iaintwildbill (iaintwildbill) wrote in voicesinmyhead, @ 2007-07-10 21:48:00 |
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Current location: | The Bunkhouse |
Current mood: | awake |
Entry tags: | jimmy hickok, prompt #05 |
Prompt #5 - Fear
Things were perfect. Just him and Lou walking through Willow Springs, arm in arm. Laughing about something Cody had done or said a couple days ago and completely forgetting who they were for a moment. Forgetting who HE was. And then, a nightmare. He heard the shot and ducked down for cover when he saw Lou just standing there. He told her to get down before she got shot, but she didn't move. She tried to say something that he couldn't hear, and then he saw it. Blood. Everywhere. Bleeding through the light blue dress and draining from her face. That was when he'd heard Caulder's voice. "Told you not ta leave me like that, Wild Bill..." His fault. It was all his fault. He was a danger to everyone he loved and now Louise was falling over, bleeding to death in his arms. Because of him.
He bolted upright in the bunk, casting a panicked look around the bunkhouse to make sure no one was awake. Feeling sure enough about that, he laid back down, drooping his arm across his forehead and focusing on his breathing. He was drenched in sweat and tried closing his eyes to focus. But every time he did, her face was there. Beautiful, but not that way. Brown eyes wide and scared with her face growing paler by the second.
No rest for the wicked, James... He forced his eyes closed, making himself see her face in his mind like that. He NEEDED to see it. To remind himself why he would never, ever be able to be with her. He'd never be good enough for her. Never.