Ch. 8
Darkness breathed and flowed, ripping in various shades and colors. Black velvet, navy nighttime cotton, purple silk—all wrapped around David's head in a soft insistence to forget anything that had come before.
David yawned, a sleepy silly smile settling on his face. He liked the dark. It comforted him, his only constant in these past thirty-six hours. If he allowed himself to slip into darkness, the pain and heat on and in his head melted away.
Somewhere something buried screamed and rocked in protest, insisting he free himself, and another—another that must be here. Another? Who else? David's forehead wrinkled. Another existed here? The darkness, morphing each minute into more swirling colors, wouldn't let David care. David did what the darkness wanted, because it made all the hurt, fear, weariness, anxiety, and hunger go away.
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It's a sure good thing Dave's around, Jack thought, else I wouldn't think ta think like him. Jack had a plan. After studying his surroundings, he determined that his captor(s) must not think much of his mental capacities, for enough had been left in his room, so buried in dust as to be perhaps unnoticeable, to assist in an escape.
He could use the multitude of solid boxes to build steps to the window, which Jack felt rather confident he could kick and break. Now I just gots ta find a way ta get Dave outta here. A brief grin warmed Jack's face as he settled in a corner to wait for dark. That is, unless he hasn't already figured a way out. He's probably out there, already organizin some grand rescue. Still, foreboding lurked in Jack's stomach. So he sat, waiting for the blanket of dusk to hide his actions.
T.H. – yeah this one's really short. The next one isn't, well, not as much as these have been. *blushes* aww, thank you. I really don't know what to say. The compliments and praise and everything is entirely reciprocal. I'm really really trying hard to find a way to work some guy bonding stuff into this, but the pace is just so fast, I don't know. Oh well, I'll figure it out. Dude, carve out some time to watch it. It's so worth it. *blushes again* I'm seriously walking on clouds to have you so happy. It's crazy.
Dreamsock – haha I'm happily surprised you actually came here and found this! I'm the same way—lj and torn. During homeroom at school I always check mail and torn (lj's blocked). Haha yes yay for fun with davey. I had a horrible conscious crisis last week with beating up davey, but jel coached me through it and I'm better now. Aww, thank you. Compliments from you also mean so much.
