NOTE: This is a dark, short story about Todd having a breakdown after Blair leaves him, having found out that he is really Todd, and not Walker Laurence. Can Kelly bring him back to reality?
Out Of The Black - Chapter One
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Todd sat in the darkened penthouse, slouched down on the floor with a half empty Vodka bottle in his hand. He tilts his head down beneath his legs as he lets out a scream, throwing the bottle across the room. He didn't even notice the bloodstain on his hand from where one of his shot glasses had shattered and cut his hand open. He didn't care. He could get run over by a truck and not feel anything. Misery overtook him as he thought about the life he had. The life with Blair and his kids, before she found out the truth.
" I did it for you, Blair. Why can't you understand that? I came back from the dead for you. I came back from that god forsaken crypt, had my face changed. All that pain. For what? For nothing. For wasted love." says Todd as he stands up and grabs the other Vodka bottle from off of the counter.
He picks up a shot glass, but dosen't even bother.
" WHY IS THIS HAPPENING!!!!????" he screams as he throws the glass across the room, watching it smash into a million pieces.
He feels a tear roll down his cheek. He couldn't remember the last time he cried. He slides beneathe the side of the staircase, slumping down to the floor, into the darkness of the corner of the room.
~*At Dorian's*~
Starr paces in her room left and right. She wanted to see her dad. She knew that her mom was mad at him, but she would forgive him. Like she always did. And they could be a family again. Her mother had broken his heart. He was probably in a million pieces right now. She had to see if he was ok. She goes over to her door and cracks it open. She could still hear her mother and Dorian screaming in the living room. This was bad. Worse than it had been before from all of the other times her dad had screwed up.
" I can't take this anymore." says Starr as she quickly slips on her leather jacket and crawls out her window and down the tree, like she had done so many times before.
She jumps down from the tree as she looks through the window at her mother and Dorian one last time before heading to the Penthouse.
Finally reaching the building, she stepped off of the elevator and knocked on the door, seeing that it was locked or she would have just walked in.
" Dad? Dad, it's me." says Starr through the door.
Todd slowly looks up, so drunk he dosen't even realize a knocking until the sixth or seventh knock. Then when he listened clearer, he looked at the door in horror when he realized it was Starr. There was nowhere to hide, she would find him in the Penthouse. She was the last person on earth he wanted to see him like this. He hated himself for being like this. Hopefully if he sat there long enough, she would leave.
" Dad, I know your in there. I just...dad will you please open the door?" says Starr, tears filling her eyes.
There was no answer. Starr lowers her head, knowing that he was in there. Where else would he be?
" Daddy, please. I need you. I wanna be with you, not mom. Please.." pleads Starr still knocking.
Starr suddenly realizes that she had a key for a while back still in her purse. She frantically looks for it, knowing that there was something wrong.
" Damn it!" she says as she accidently knocks the purse on the ground.
She finnaly finds it in all the mess and slowly turns the key in the door. She opens it and feels for the lightswitch. Not being able to find it, she looks around.
" Dad..Are you here?" says Starr.
Todd dosen't even look up from his crouched position, though he had heard the key in the door. He remained in his sitting position with his arms wrapped around his knees, and his head lowered.
Starr makes out a shadow by the staircase as she begins walking over. Realizing it was Todd, she smiles as she walks over to him.
" Dad...didn't you hear me knocking?" says Starr.
He was unresponsive. She looks at him wierdly.
" Dad, what's wrong with you?" says Starr looking at him.
Still no response. She steps closer to him, leaning down to his level. She feels a tear roll down her cheek. She knew what was happening. Her mother had finnaly brought him to the breaking point.
Out Of The Black - Chapter One
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Todd sat in the darkened penthouse, slouched down on the floor with a half empty Vodka bottle in his hand. He tilts his head down beneath his legs as he lets out a scream, throwing the bottle across the room. He didn't even notice the bloodstain on his hand from where one of his shot glasses had shattered and cut his hand open. He didn't care. He could get run over by a truck and not feel anything. Misery overtook him as he thought about the life he had. The life with Blair and his kids, before she found out the truth.
" I did it for you, Blair. Why can't you understand that? I came back from the dead for you. I came back from that god forsaken crypt, had my face changed. All that pain. For what? For nothing. For wasted love." says Todd as he stands up and grabs the other Vodka bottle from off of the counter.
He picks up a shot glass, but dosen't even bother.
" WHY IS THIS HAPPENING!!!!????" he screams as he throws the glass across the room, watching it smash into a million pieces.
He feels a tear roll down his cheek. He couldn't remember the last time he cried. He slides beneathe the side of the staircase, slumping down to the floor, into the darkness of the corner of the room.
~*At Dorian's*~
Starr paces in her room left and right. She wanted to see her dad. She knew that her mom was mad at him, but she would forgive him. Like she always did. And they could be a family again. Her mother had broken his heart. He was probably in a million pieces right now. She had to see if he was ok. She goes over to her door and cracks it open. She could still hear her mother and Dorian screaming in the living room. This was bad. Worse than it had been before from all of the other times her dad had screwed up.
" I can't take this anymore." says Starr as she quickly slips on her leather jacket and crawls out her window and down the tree, like she had done so many times before.
She jumps down from the tree as she looks through the window at her mother and Dorian one last time before heading to the Penthouse.
Finally reaching the building, she stepped off of the elevator and knocked on the door, seeing that it was locked or she would have just walked in.
" Dad? Dad, it's me." says Starr through the door.
Todd slowly looks up, so drunk he dosen't even realize a knocking until the sixth or seventh knock. Then when he listened clearer, he looked at the door in horror when he realized it was Starr. There was nowhere to hide, she would find him in the Penthouse. She was the last person on earth he wanted to see him like this. He hated himself for being like this. Hopefully if he sat there long enough, she would leave.
" Dad, I know your in there. I just...dad will you please open the door?" says Starr, tears filling her eyes.
There was no answer. Starr lowers her head, knowing that he was in there. Where else would he be?
" Daddy, please. I need you. I wanna be with you, not mom. Please.." pleads Starr still knocking.
Starr suddenly realizes that she had a key for a while back still in her purse. She frantically looks for it, knowing that there was something wrong.
" Damn it!" she says as she accidently knocks the purse on the ground.
She finnaly finds it in all the mess and slowly turns the key in the door. She opens it and feels for the lightswitch. Not being able to find it, she looks around.
" Dad..Are you here?" says Starr.
Todd dosen't even look up from his crouched position, though he had heard the key in the door. He remained in his sitting position with his arms wrapped around his knees, and his head lowered.
Starr makes out a shadow by the staircase as she begins walking over. Realizing it was Todd, she smiles as she walks over to him.
" Dad...didn't you hear me knocking?" says Starr.
He was unresponsive. She looks at him wierdly.
" Dad, what's wrong with you?" says Starr looking at him.
Still no response. She steps closer to him, leaning down to his level. She feels a tear roll down her cheek. She knew what was happening. Her mother had finnaly brought him to the breaking point.
