There's darkness.
I can't see a thing.
The lights went out all at once. A power cut?
Where's my brother?
"Jimmy?"
There's no one there…
What?
I'm touching the wall. There's large scratch marks.
Run Neena.
That's what Jimmy calls me.
Run pretty girly. Run far away Neena.
I can feel them. Why is my brother's nickname for me scratched on the walls?
What?
The lights went off as soon as I entered the room. Jimmy was with me a second ago.
Wasn't he?
No.
No, he wasn't.
I heard him calling, but I didn't see him.
Run away, Neena.
Run run run, pretty.
CRACK!
I duck. I scream.
The bullet ricochets off the wall and smashes the mirror.
"Run Neena…"
I don't breathe.
Jimmy sounds… the same.
I always think he's going to sound different when he flips.
He never does.
"Run, pretty girly!"
The Irish lilt in Jimmy's voice sounds creepy when he's crooning my name with a gun in his hand.
I wonder if my voice sounds the same when I flip.
But we never remember our flips.
CRACK!
Another bullet. I don't scream this time. The last one just caught me by surprise.
Boy, if I had a penny for every time I'd ducked behind this couch to avoid Jimmy's bullets…
The scratches are a nice touch though. He's never done that before.
One day Jimmy will flip for good.
Flip and stay flipped.
That's what my mum said.
She was my fault, really.
No more bullets.
"Neena?"
Jimmy's back.
"I'm fine." I stand back up again.
Jimmy is unloading the gun onto the table. He hand the bullets to me. He always does, I don't know why. I keep mine.
I'd never let Jimmy get his little paws on my ammo.
"Sorry," Jimmy says, his little eleven-year-old voice high and sincere. "Sorry Neena."
I put the bullets in my pocket.
"It's fine Jimmy," I say. I can never understand why he always apologises.
He only flipped.
God knows I'm worse when I flip.
He only almost shot me.
That's not bad.
"Let's clean up. This place is a tip."
Ok, I have… pretty much no idea where the idea for this came from. Just to clarify, in case anybody is confused, Jimmy is Jim Moriarty, and Neena is not an OC. Can anybody guess who she is? J
It's a bit disjointed as yet, but all will be explained!
-FollowTheAurora
EDIT, 15/08/2014: I fixed a little error with Jimmy's age in this chapter. If his birthday is when I've put it, he should be eleven in this chapter, not ten.