Name: Should Have
Word Count: 286
Song: Zombie
Viktor didn't expect the evening to end this way.
He was sure Ivy didn't expect the evening to end this way too. Vážení Boh, he wished he had just made different decisions. Ivy, little chirping bird she was, just kept pestering him.
"Let's go out tonight, Viktor! I saw this just darling little dress at this store window, think I can go try it on? Oh! And there's this attraction, a strange little show, a lady that can grow a beard! Can you believe that?" She kept her pursuing of the idea up until they were already on their way, not that Viktor would have refused her the delight. He drove and listened to the excitement in her voice and he smiled slightly to himself, still at wonder of how people may stare at the pair of them; wondering, 'father and daughter?' and then gawking whenever Ivy would feel devious and lean up to give him a lingering-too-long-to-be-maternal kiss.
He should have noticed when that man who looked somewhat familiar pulled out the gun, not Ivy.
He should have noticed when the gun was pointed at him and he heard some onlooker whose gaze happened to see the triggerman at the right moment audibly gasp.
And heshould have been the one whose lung the bullet pierced if Ivy hadn't felt courageous and got in the way.
Viktor held Ivy in his arms, cursing in Slovak and making some… inhuman sound similar to wailing and screaming in pain as if he had been hit by a bullet for the very first time.
But really, it was Ivy's eyes that closed for the last time and her body that grew cold while her blood was still warm.
A bit darker than usual, I realize. This version is by "Miser" by the way, it's not the "Cranberries" version of the song.
Ten points if you guys can figure out which other drabble this one is paired with.
Characters and Lackadaisy is owned by Tracy Butler, respectively.
Music owned by their respected owners and licences too.
I should probably get a better pattern of setting up these drabbles.