“...sparks flying up...” 3
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morrobay1990Title: “...sparks flying up...” 3
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morrobay1990
Genre: au
Warning:
Word count: 630
Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's
♥ Jack
The third in the series, beginning with “...and he found ways to spend it.” and “...quit if he had to...”
Amazingly, they have not been deleted, both are still in my journal.
Without getting up he threw deadwood on the fire, the sparks flying up with their truths and lies, a few hot points of fire landing on their hands and faces, not for the first time, and they rolled down into the dirt.
“It's up to you. Think about what I said...I feel like this every day. Do you?”
He had come and gone so fast, Ennis wasn't even sure if Jack had actually been there.
But the memory of the kiss remained...and his words “I won't be here forever.” What the fuck did that mean?
Ennis hadn't gotten to say anything, hadn't been able to vent his anger at Jack being with another guy...it was as bad as if Alma had cheated on him...worse.
So now it was his fault that Jack was fucking somebody else? How the hell was it his fault?
He turned and went to the table by the bed, picked up the glass and bottle and settled on the couch, filled the glass and drank...how was he supposed to make sense of this? To do that, he'd have to look too deep, look in places he didn't really want to see...but after all, it was Jack.
He thought back to – was it yesterday that he'd seen them going into the motel room? Only yesterday?
He had to get out of there.
Jesus...he still couldn't fucking believe what he'd just seen...sure as hell never forget it.
Who was that guy with Jack?
How long had they been...
He didn't want to think about it and it's all he wanted to think about.
How long had they been seeing each other?
Seeing? Right...fucking each other.
He'd driven like a bat out of hell to get home...wished he'd never left it, swore he never would again...look where it had got him. Once in town, he swerved the truck into a liquor store parking lot and came out with a bottle, within minutes was back in the shabby, dirty, safe trailer.
As he slammed the door behind him he cracked the seal on the bottle and drank from it as he shuffled the few feet to the bedroom and threw his keys down.
He drank again, needing the numbness it would bring so he could face what he'd seen and think about it, detail by detail, and what it all meant.
He sat down heavily on the bed and took his boots off...drank some more...rested back sitting up against the headboard...drank some more...
The liquor spread through his veins making him feel warm, his head was light...he could look at things from a distance now.
So Jack was fucking somebody else. Did that surprise him?
He guessed it did...since he wasn't drawn to other men, he figured Jack wasn't either...they'd settled that early on, right? Ennis only wanted Jack...
And hadn't Jack said...when Ennis asked him right out if he did it with other guys...hadn't Jack said “Shit, no. You know that. Old Brokeback got us good...”
Yeah. What else did he say? What else did he lie about?
He sighed.
Brokeback.
He hadn't thought about Brokeback much lately. Too much going on - money problems, shitty jobs - to spend time thinking about the past...even though the past was his favorite part of life.
He took another swig from the bottle to maintain his high...wait, what had he just been thinking about?
Oh, yeah...Brokeback...
Goddamn it, that had been good...best time of his life...
His eyes started to close...
Who was that guy?
Where did Jack meet him?
How often did they see each other....
He slept.
Then he'd woke with a bitch of a hangover, heard Jack's voice but couldn't believe it was real...then felt a hand on his head...it was Jack, all right.
Now the die had been cast...Jack as much as told him that if he didn't tow the line...come to heel at Jack's side, Jack was cutting him loose...and he had somebody in the background waiting for him.
So what was he gonna do?
Author:
morrobay1990Genre: au
Warning:
Word count: 630
Disclaimer: Jack & Ennis are AP's
♥ Jack
The third in the series, beginning with “...and he found ways to spend it.” and “...quit if he had to...”
Amazingly, they have not been deleted, both are still in my journal.
Without getting up he threw deadwood on the fire, the sparks flying up with their truths and lies, a few hot points of fire landing on their hands and faces, not for the first time, and they rolled down into the dirt.
“It's up to you. Think about what I said...I feel like this every day. Do you?”
He had come and gone so fast, Ennis wasn't even sure if Jack had actually been there.
But the memory of the kiss remained...and his words “I won't be here forever.” What the fuck did that mean?
Ennis hadn't gotten to say anything, hadn't been able to vent his anger at Jack being with another guy...it was as bad as if Alma had cheated on him...worse.
So now it was his fault that Jack was fucking somebody else? How the hell was it his fault?
He turned and went to the table by the bed, picked up the glass and bottle and settled on the couch, filled the glass and drank...how was he supposed to make sense of this? To do that, he'd have to look too deep, look in places he didn't really want to see...but after all, it was Jack.
He thought back to – was it yesterday that he'd seen them going into the motel room? Only yesterday?
He had to get out of there.
Jesus...he still couldn't fucking believe what he'd just seen...sure as hell never forget it.
Who was that guy with Jack?
How long had they been...
He didn't want to think about it and it's all he wanted to think about.
How long had they been seeing each other?
Seeing? Right...fucking each other.
He'd driven like a bat out of hell to get home...wished he'd never left it, swore he never would again...look where it had got him. Once in town, he swerved the truck into a liquor store parking lot and came out with a bottle, within minutes was back in the shabby, dirty, safe trailer.
As he slammed the door behind him he cracked the seal on the bottle and drank from it as he shuffled the few feet to the bedroom and threw his keys down.
He drank again, needing the numbness it would bring so he could face what he'd seen and think about it, detail by detail, and what it all meant.
He sat down heavily on the bed and took his boots off...drank some more...rested back sitting up against the headboard...drank some more...
The liquor spread through his veins making him feel warm, his head was light...he could look at things from a distance now.
So Jack was fucking somebody else. Did that surprise him?
He guessed it did...since he wasn't drawn to other men, he figured Jack wasn't either...they'd settled that early on, right? Ennis only wanted Jack...
And hadn't Jack said...when Ennis asked him right out if he did it with other guys...hadn't Jack said “Shit, no. You know that. Old Brokeback got us good...”
Yeah. What else did he say? What else did he lie about?
He sighed.
Brokeback.
He hadn't thought about Brokeback much lately. Too much going on - money problems, shitty jobs - to spend time thinking about the past...even though the past was his favorite part of life.
He took another swig from the bottle to maintain his high...wait, what had he just been thinking about?
Oh, yeah...Brokeback...
Goddamn it, that had been good...best time of his life...
His eyes started to close...
Who was that guy?
Where did Jack meet him?
How often did they see each other....
He slept.
Then he'd woke with a bitch of a hangover, heard Jack's voice but couldn't believe it was real...then felt a hand on his head...it was Jack, all right.
Now the die had been cast...Jack as much as told him that if he didn't tow the line...come to heel at Jack's side, Jack was cutting him loose...and he had somebody in the background waiting for him.
So what was he gonna do?
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Date: 2011-12-06 04:46 am (UTC)I've been going through my list of WIPs I've been reading; anymore from"Sinners," "Staying in Signal," "The Seduction" or any others you tempted me with and now I'm dangling?
Susan
Soul Mates
Date: 2011-12-06 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-06 07:06 am (UTC)oh ennis... :(
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Date: 2011-12-06 12:45 pm (UTC)Another great chapter, thank you.
Jules