Anger
She felt it bubble up inside her. No not bubble, that was too tenebrous of a word for what she felt. It implied that the feeling was always there waiting to happen. That any moment a little energy could force it out of her and she'd whistle like a boiling kettle.
This wasn't a bubble or a rolling boil. This was implosion and explosion simultaneous. Crushing in on her from the outside yet bursting out for freedom. Through her skull. Her chest. Her womb.
Blood coursed through her veins. She could hear the steady pump in her ears, suffocating out all other noises. She was vaguely aware of the physical pain she was feeling but it wasn't pertinent at that moment. She didn't feel as her knees collapsed on the cold white tiles of the bathroom. Her head swam. The blood still coursing through her head but out of her body. She hit her temple on the porcelain of the toilet bowl as she fell. Loss would come later. But for now all she felt was the all-consuming anger at the world. And then the blackness consumed her.
He found her hours later. Still lying in the small pool of blood. He went to her. His own grief wrapping it's self-inside him until he could deal with it. For now he had to deal with hers.
AN: So I'm temporarily back for the time being as I'm between the collaboration fic and its sequel (link on my profile, DG goodness awaits!). I can't promise what I'll be updating as I have no idea as of yet. But hopefully I plan to add a few more drabbles and perhaps finish LDE? Possibly?
I'm completely behind on review replies so I'm so sorry to all of you who reviewed and I haven't replied to but I have no way of knowing who I have and haven't. So I'm going to start a fresh and if you review from now on I promise you I'll reply post haste!
I love all of you for still dipping in on what I'm writing. I haven't given up completely!
Love Always. Rose. xx