this will be my drabble collection for the ngf's, each one a christmas gift to someone. first off is blue, with an angsty dominiqueroxanne.
blue is amazing, fantastic and lovely, and everything anyone could want in a friend. i hope you like it, despite how depressing and angsty it is :)
the rest will be happier, i swear!
she sits on the staircase, her head in her hands and her eyes on the floor. she can smell the gingerbread in the oven, and smiles slightly. james has always been such a hopeless cook, but she's glad he's here. she doesn't think she'd be so great at cooking right now.
he calls her name and she heaves herself off the bottom step and into the kitchen. he's set a place for both of them on the floor, because he knows she hates tables. she smiles gratefully at him and they sit down to eat their stir fry and noodles, talking about nothing in particular and going nowhere of importance with their conversation. they attempt to use chopsticks and fail miserably, but it's when he drops his broccoli on the floor that she bursts into tears, getting up and running out of the room. she sits on the living room floor until it gets dark, the tears coming too fast to stop, and besides, it's not like you'd want to anyway. she was yours, and dear god, she was the only one you'd ever wanted.
god forbid she fall in love like a normal person. it had to be a cousin, it had to be a girl, it had to be a bloody raging mess of a girl who dominique clung to like it was the end of the world (or maybe just the end of roxanne's).
it's dark outside and cold inside and there's nothing she can do but cry.
r&r?