This is for Visa (Lowi)'s 150 Beautiful and Colourful prompts challenge on NGF
29th February 2012
colour: sand dance; laughter; HugoDominique
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"The sand is everywhere!" Dominique grumbles as she tips one of her shoes up on her kitchen floor. "Hugo, I don't know why you wanted to go to that icky beach again, when you know how much I hate sand!"
It's the exact same argument they have whenever they go to the beach – it's the one thing that Hugo loves enough to insist on going to, the one thing that allows him to love being in the middle of nowhere – as what brought him here doesn't really exist, not anymore. Normally, Dom will go along with it, even though she hates the beach…normally, she'll be fine.
Sometimes, she isn't.
Normally, there'd be an argument, which Hugo would forsake. Normally, there'd be a dance – metaphorically speaking – between them as they try to get back on the same page. Normally, they'd end the night with laughter, and the promise never to argue again.
Tonight, he can't be bothered.
He's bored of the same, monotonous regime they go through, because Dom is a selfish brat who has to get her own way – why else would they be living in the middle of nowhere? He wants a life of love and equality, to get away from her (someone toxic)…and yet who he used to love.
"I met someone else," he lies suddenly, deciding he has to do anything to leave – and it's the only way he'd get away. "I'm sorry, Dom."
"Who?" her eyes narrow as her hand reaches for a knife, sanity never particularly with Dominique, yet completely abandoning her now. "I'll kill you if you leave me…HUGO!"
She throws the knife, but it goes through thin air; he's already gone. The one man who could cope with her moods has had enough – finally.
Their dance with sanity, with love, with happiness, is over.
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Vicky xx