Pairing: Simone/Isaac
Rating: PG (T)
Disclaimer: There'd be plenty of things that would be different if I owned Heroes.
Spoilers: Maybe for season one, but really, you should have watched it all at this point.
Summary: She couldn't smother his blaze. It was time to move on. Literal drabble written for a scifiland challenge over at LJ a long time ago. Just unearthed it and thought I would share!
A cry tore its way through her throat, ragged and breathy. It was done, over. She just couldn't take it anymore. Isaac could take his drugs and rot in hell. A harsh sob barked from her lips as she collapsed to the floor of her apartment, boneless. He was burning – his brain, his life, his soul. And damn the fire was gorgeous. Like oxygen she was sucked in; used up, exhausted. And no matter her intentions, oxygen could never extinguish a fire. No matter. He was doing a fine job of that himself.
Her fingers picked at the carpet in front of her face as her breaths became more regular. She couldn't smother his blaze. It was time to move on. Simone had a feeling it could not be that simple. Wherever there was fire, oxygen was bound to be drawn and consumed.