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Kind of angsty. I like this one, though, it turned out pretty well.
Characters/Parings: Emily/Sam
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One Little Slip
All it took was one little slip for him to lose control.
One little slip, one time to become too angry.
She sees her face in the mirror, runs her fingers over the angry lines running down her cheek. It makes her sad to see these; it makes her sad to see him see these. It's a reminder, for both of them, of what could happen. What did happen.
She remembers.
"What's wrong, Sam?" she had asked, coming to kiss him as he walked in the door.
"Leah," he'd growled. "Go away, Emily. I'm not in the mood."
She hadn't wanted to leave him alone, he'd looked so upset.
"I'm sorry. Are you sure you're making the right choice? I understand that you love her." It had hurt her to say this, but she only wanted him to be happy.
"I'm sure!" he'd barked at her, sending shivers of fear and apprehension up her body. "Just leave me alone."
But she couldn't let it go, drop it and leave like he'd told her.
"Please, Sam, let me help." She'd tried to wrap her arms around him, to calm him down.
He'd growled, one last time, rage lighting his face. Suddenly he'd exploded, the clothes ripping from his body, fur shooting out of his limbs. He'd slashed recklessly with his paw, and she was on the floor, blood pouring from her face.
She hadn't been able to respond, couldn't. She was in shock, the pain not even registering. His heart pounded as realized what had happened, and he phased back, horror and revulsion at himself overpowering the anger. He held her, naked on the floor, tears running down his face.
"Emily, Emily, what have I done?"
She hears his strangled voice in her head, every time she sees these scars.
All it took was one little slip for her to realize that he was dangerous.
One little slip, and she was damaged.
One little slip they would never forget.