A/N: Hello. I've recently become obsessed with Across the Universe (And Jim Sturgess...heh heh...) so I thought I'd try an actual planned chapterish fanfiction. :)
I've got two other chapters ready to post so let me know if you want to read on.
And since watching the film again, I realised that I like my developed Molly in my head more than the one in the film.
Constructive criticism is very much appreciated.
Molly is ready to drop. The house is a pigsty, the kitchen smells of something very unpleasant, and baby Teddy is screaming fit to bust in his makeshift cot.
Molly Flynn never dreamed that her life would turn out like this. Just over a year ago, she was dancing drunkenly in the Cavern club, clutching onto her previous love, Jude Feeney. Now she is twenty two years old with a child whose possible fathers are either somewhere in America or not worth the ground they walk on.
She rolls her eyes and scoops the wailing infant into her arms, soothing and rocking him gently until he gradually drifts back into a light slumber. Molly sighs with relief, and collapses onto the moth eaten sofa. It is unusually quiet, for a small, yet densely populated street in central Liverpool. All Molly can hear is a gentle wind blowing through the holes in the curtains and the distant rumble of heavy traffic . Basking in this new found tranquillity, she is severely annoyed when someone begins thumping aggressively on the door. Instinctively, Molly shoots a worried glance at the baby, hoping she will not have to spend hours reassuring him again. Teddy opens bleary eyes and his mouth trembles slightly. Molly freezes, mentally pleading to anyone who will listen. Thankfully, the infant rolls over and begins to breath softly.
The heavy banging continues, occasionally punctuated with confused sounding shouts. Cautiously, she snatches up a breadknife from the table and slowly turns the handle.
Something....someone bursts into the room, dishevelled, dirty, and smelling of whisky and mud.
Molly recoils in horror, until the person looks up, tangled hair straggling in his face, and familiar brown eyes spilling over with salty tears.
"Jude?"