My first angst piece :3 No, I haven't gone totally insane, Katy : P
Angel
Open on Angel, lying in his… her hospital bed. Pan to Collins, all but weeping, attempting to retain a smile for his Angel, but obviously failing miserably. Zoom in on a tear, slowly sliding down chocolate skin, dropping onto the lovers' joined hands. Pan out to the monitor, steadily beeping. Then the beeps merge into one.
Pan on panic, nurses rushing in, Collins screaming, Mimi crying. A bottle of shimmering blue nail polish clatters to the floor, the blue spreading like the collective tears of everyone who loved Angel. Collins' wails are now the only sound besides the beeps, and then, those too fade, leaving only the broken man, holding his broken lover in his arms. The nurses are gone now, and so are the tubes and wires and everything that wasn't Angel and Collins, Angel and Collins and a camera, behind it a shell of a man. Finally the camera, too, is gone, and there is only them.
Be expecting more, I'm working on a series of post-Rent angst
