rainbowribbonvisions: Plushie cats photosession (jane tea)
The Mentalist
Crimson Shadows
Patrick J.
T

Summary: He felt the memories of darkness return. AU. Set in little different world, futuristic.
A/N: Written for Paint It Red Monthly Challenge September 2012.
Prompt: Scars by Elegeion
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It had been quite a long time now since the last time he felt the memories taking over. It's been good and bad days ever since that day. The day that changed not only his world.
Now it's changed.
 
A lonesome stray fox passes by along first rays of sunshine. Day finally.
And he lets himself smile. Too much time since he could enjoy day with ease. Not anymore.
 
It still makes him feel awkward but so far he'd handled this new life.
Life of loneliness.
Slowly he got up from the patch of grass he's been sitting whole night fighting memories.
And suddenly, just for a moment, a feeling washed over.

 
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Everytime I feel alone,
And left forgotten,
I have to believe in something...
Like angels,
To breathe

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It's sunrise finally and Jane scooped up his backpack and went on forward.
Suddenly a crack from behind drew his attention back to present. The same stray fox trotted behind Patrick. He stopped and looked at the animal.
 
"Hey, how are ya? Wanna join?" of course, it was silly but noone else was around.
 
The animal stops too, looking up the blonde man. It isn't afraid. Just lonely, looking for a company.
 
So Jane waves with his hand for it to follow. And it obeys.
 
"So, what's your name?" he asks as if it's only random stranger, which isn't quite overestimated.
 
The fox just cocks its head sideways.
 
"Sally maybe?" Patrick suggests. The animal makes a sound. "Okay. Ruby?" another guess.
 
And then it makes another sound and waves its tail.
 
"So Ruby then. I'm Patrick." Such a ridiculous thing but comforting. Like finally there's someone to share the long walk. And he doesn't feel so lonely anymore.

 
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Everytime I feel alone,
And left forgotten,
I have to believe in something...
Like angels,
To breathe

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Somehow it's been couple weeks already since the last nightmare and memory of lost days.
His new companion keeps following. Even through tougher days.
 
His arm still hurts. Not too much but there's always better days.
 
Finally they come to a house. It's long since left empty and another memory washes over when suddenly he recognizes the front door.
 
It just can't be...
 
A smile slips on his lips as they move towards the house.
He still can't believe his own eyes.
The very same building he once called home, before one night he better forget, and the last he'd wanted to returned just happened to be the only one he'll be calling home again.
 
"So Ruby. Welcome home." Patrick said, patting animal's dark red coat. And he kept smiling as they entered.
 
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Everytime I feel alone,
And left forgotten,
I have to believe in something...
Like angels,
To breathe

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The End
rainbowribbonvisions: Plushie cats photosession (Default)

Take a breath,
Take it deep

He breathed in. Slowly and steady.
There it was, fancy and glossy in his hands. The weird feeling tingling in his fingers.

Calm yourself, he says to me,
If you play, you play for keeps

Yeah, not that weapon he'd planned but gotta work.
But still it was making his skin crawl.

               Take the gun, and count to three                

The sound of the trigger rolling...

 I'm sweating now, moving slow 

The buzzing of its powerful mechanism.
Still so tempting...

       No time to think, my turn to go       

Not his style though but what if...

And you can see my heart beating,
You can see it through my chest

His thoughts trailed away. Back to that day...

Said I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving

There was that same temptation... Slow and painful. Mocking him so uncomfortable...

I know that I must pass this test,
So just pull the trigger

He looked at it over again... His fingers slid over the trigger...

Say a prayer, to yourself

It would be all so easy. One motion and over...

He says, close your eyes,
Sometimes it helps

He'd be with them again...
Talking and hugging...
They'd be all one happy family again...

And then I get a scary thought,
That he's here means he's never lost

Just so little thing to do...

And you can see my heart beating...
You can see it through my chest..

But that meant he won't catch that bastard. And he won't get to pay...

Said I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving
I know that I must pass this test

But the closeness of his family led his fingers over the trigger once more...

... So just pull the trigger...
As my life flashes before my eyes
I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise
So many won't get the chance to say goodbye
But it's too late to pick up the value of my life...

Another glance, another touch...
He could feel the power inside...
The thrill...

And you can see my heart beating,
You can see it through my chest...
Said I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving...
I know that I must pass this test...
So just pull the trigger...

But not today...
He put it back into the drawer and turned the lights off...

The End






Just something I once had in my mind after watching an episode, listening the song and reading some fics....

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