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164 - What are you waiting for?
Feb. 4th, 2007 02:16 amYou can do it.
The gun's clean. You've cleaned it three times already, and it's not going to get any cleaner. Just do it. No one's around. It's like the gods are giving you a sign that it's okay.
Just you and your bunk, alone.
Stop crying. You need to stop. Frakking. Crying. Put the godsdamn pistol into your mouth. You can do this. You've been thinking about doing this for weeks now. Everyone thinks you're a Cylon, right? Why else would there be all that scuttlebutt going around between the pilots?
Chief can't help you anymore. He dumped your ass, remember? He left you, after all those times he covered for you, and now... now you're alone. He didn't want to be together after the incident with the bombing.
You can do this.
You tried once already, but this time it'll work. Dr. Baltar even came in to talk, and he practically gave his blessing. "Listen to your heart," he'd said before placing a kiss on your head and walking out of the bunkroom. You know what will happen if you don't do what he said. Someone will get hurt. The thoughts in your head, the ones that are messed up and confusing, you know deep down what they mean. Someone is going to get hurt, and there's only one way to stop it.
Pull the trigger, Sharon. What are you waiting for...?
Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 234 (not including direct quotes)
The gun's clean. You've cleaned it three times already, and it's not going to get any cleaner. Just do it. No one's around. It's like the gods are giving you a sign that it's okay.
Just you and your bunk, alone.
Stop crying. You need to stop. Frakking. Crying. Put the godsdamn pistol into your mouth. You can do this. You've been thinking about doing this for weeks now. Everyone thinks you're a Cylon, right? Why else would there be all that scuttlebutt going around between the pilots?
Chief can't help you anymore. He dumped your ass, remember? He left you, after all those times he covered for you, and now... now you're alone. He didn't want to be together after the incident with the bombing.
You can do this.
You tried once already, but this time it'll work. Dr. Baltar even came in to talk, and he practically gave his blessing. "Listen to your heart," he'd said before placing a kiss on your head and walking out of the bunkroom. You know what will happen if you don't do what he said. Someone will get hurt. The thoughts in your head, the ones that are messed up and confusing, you know deep down what they mean. Someone is going to get hurt, and there's only one way to stop it.
Pull the trigger, Sharon. What are you waiting for...?
Muse : Sharon "Boomer" Valerii
Fandom : Misc. TV/"Battlestar Galactica"
Word Count : 234 (not including direct quotes)
