Alright I disappeared for a bit but I'm back and Doing drabbles. I will take requests, hit me up in the comments or PM me and I will gladly do them, but. Yes sorry there is a but, they probably will not be longer than 500 words so I can get to them all, this will also be over on AO3 under Jessthecolorplatypus and on tumblr under the same name. I'll also take request on those pages as well, I desperately need something to take my mind off of, well everything, mostly life. The request can be almost anything and look through my page to see if there is a fandom for them cause I will also do those as well.
So this happened in the middle of my class and it's a different style then what I normally do but anything to avoid discussing Beowulf I guess. (I did not admit to that, Nope)
Anyways enjoy.
He was dying.
That wasn't what shocked him about the whole situation. The kind of life he had lead when he was younger, well he knew he'd die young.
What really was the shittiest thing to happen in all of this was his daughter was watching.
His baby girl.
She stood next to her mother. Watching. He would chuckle if the pain was bearable. His wife must be having déjà vu.
History repeats… sort of.
The worse thing was he didn't even know who his killer was. He wouldn't be able to stare them in the eye and say 'Fuck You.'
Was it the man who wanted him dead so long ago?
His wife?
Could his daughter do this…? No, that was out of the question.
Was it even any of them? He turned around for one second and he was on the ground, blood coming from who knows where. Ultimately, shock winning.
Dying, well that was knew.
God help him.
Characters: Tom, Elizabeth, Agnes, Red? (kinda)
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