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Boomerang & DAANCE (Apparently also Daancy) 2.0 #3
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Oct 20, 2013 03:10PM
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(Ahaha...okay? And I don't know, it just drives me nuts.)Xavier
Grr. This man was absolutely infuriating. Which, quite frankly, made him that much hotter in my eyes. I gave a lopsided grin. "Aw, come on! Admit it; if you noticed that we live in the same area, then you must be a little interested, hm?" I teased, picking up the pace when Dominique started walking faster. "Come on, Dominique. You should know that I won't take no for a-Shit!" Jogging backwards, I failed to see the rather large rock in my path, and it ended up getting caught up under my foot. Which, unfortunately, caused me to fall like a tree felled by a lumberjack. Real smooth, Xavier. That'll win this guy over in a heartbeat.
[ Haha, fair enough ^^ ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: I wanted to find some sort of reply to that remark but I just couldn't, so I stayed quiet. I simply looked off to the side and pretended he wasn't there. I mean, it can't be that hard, right? Unfortunately, I was wrong because no matter what I tried to do to indirectly tell him I wasn't interested, he still kept on talking.
I'd been anticipating the end of his question when his sudden outburst made me jump and look at a falling Xavier. Out of pure instinct and good will, I dropped my apple as well as my back and reached out to see if I could catch him. Unfortunately, I'd never really been good at keeping my weight planted in the soles of my feet so when the shock of his weight against my arm vibrated in my body, I lurched forward, resulting in the both of us falling.
Only I hadn't realized that my landing had been saved by the fact I'd fallen directly on top of Xavier. My eyes widened when I looked down, noticing the green of his eyes. I hadn't really taken the time to really notice him before. I felt my heat sky rocket in beats per minutes, sending these tingles down to the extremities of my body. Before I could register what I was doing, I leaned in and pressed my lips against his.
Words couldn't describe what I felt next.
(X))Xavier
I was vaguely aware of when Dominique tried to catch me. I say tried, because I was still falling, now with Dominique's weight on top of mine. The back of my head cracked against the hard pavement, and I let out a soft yelp when I felt Dominique land completely on top of me. I was suddenly aware of how close our bodies were to each other, and I swallowed hard, unable to stop the blush that began to creep its way up my neck. I was just about to respond to all of this with a witty remark of how Dominique just couldn't get enough of me, when said man was suddenly kissing me. Kissing me. Him and his mixed signals. But to be honest, that was the least of my worries; right now, I was too busy melting against Dominique's scorching touch, closing my eyes with a satisfied sigh, my hands carrying themselves up to rest gently on the other man's hips.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: The feel of his lips against mine had sent goosebumps all over my body. I sighed quietly in the kiss, brushing the brim of my fingers against his cheek. It was so nice. His lips were so soft and --
Wait. No. No. No. When I'd caught myself getting lost in the moment, I quickly pulled back and scrambled off of him. I stood over him for a moment, pondering whether I should help him up or not but too soon, I felt my face grow hot and I took a step back. "U-uh..." I began taking more steps back, holding my fingers against my lips before I turned my back to him, picked up my book and I ran.
I ran and ran.
I hadn't kissed him. Nope. Nope. Nope.
Complete and utter accident.
It had been the fall.
XavierOne minute, I had been lost in that blissful, perfect moment, shivering slightly at his touch. But then the next, I was kissing thin air, and I opened my eyes in confusion, spotting Dominique's adorable blush before he practically turned tale and ran. Huh. Was I a terrible kisser or something? I hadn't thought that I was, but...
With a soft sigh, I sat up, rubbing the back of my sore head as I watched with slight disappointment the retreating figure of Dominique grow smaller and smaller. Until he was gone.
Frowning, I stood, brushing the dirt off of my clothes. Dammit. One of these days, that boy's going to realize that he can't run from me-and his true feelings-forever. Spotting Dom's forgotten apple out of the corner of my eye, I felt a grin creep across my lips. Hm...Maybe I'll be able to catch up to Dominique sooner than I think...
With a soft laugh, I turned on my heels and headed home, a plan formulating in my head as to how I can finally win Dominique over...
(Skip to a few days later?)
[ Mhmm ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: I don't know why I was so in love with these nature shots. I mean, three days ago it was the park and now it was this lake. I mean...this couldn't even compare to a picture taken of this exact scene. It was one of those things where you had to be here to truly enjoy it. I bit my lip and bent down as I carefully began making my near the rocks, wanting a better view of the lake. This time, I didn't bring my book nor did I want to in case I dropped it in or something. Instead, I began carefully treading the wet rocks.
Yup, this was definitely the best view. I smiled a little to myself and continued to tread dangerously close to the water. Heck, I could even feel the faint droplets hit my face.
It was perfect.
XavierAlrighty, then! My handsome, stubborn target was in sight. Now to put my plan into action. Standing and stretching my arms over my head, I picked up the small cloth bag that I had brought with me, slinging it over my shoulders. "Looks like you were right, saying that you were going to see me again." I said when I approached Dominique from behind, grinning. But then I handed him the small bag. "Here. I feel bad about how you dropped your apple trying to catch me, so I brought you some more. As a kind of... 'thank you and I'm sorry gift'. They're still pretty fresh, so I hope that you enjoy them to their very core." I had been practicing that line for three days, so I hoped that he appreciated it even a little bit.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: I jumped when I heard a voice sound from behind me. I didn't have to look behind to see who it was because I knew I would be able to distinguish that voice from anywhere and anyplace. Instead, I felt my cheeks grow pink as he approached me. No. I had convinced myself that I'd simply bumped my head into his and our lips brushed. Nothing more.
When he handed me the bag of apples, my eyes widened in slight surprise as I took the bag from him gently. "Thanks, but you didn't have to...I kind of probably gave you a concussion, anyway. No need to thank me for that" I paused, thinking how hard the impact must have been. But still, it had been a thoughtful gesture on his part.
"How is your head, anyway?" I asked quietly, grasping the bag better as to not let it slip out of my hands by accident.
XavierI smiled when he took the bag from me, shrugging nonchalantly. "It's really no big deal." I mused, leaping onto a nearby rock, practicing my balance. "I just felt like I should repay you somehow..." When he asked how my head was, I grinned broadly. "Hm...Restless." I mused with a soft laugh. "It's been filled with images of you and that passionate kiss we shared in the park togerher three days ago. Remember? It was the one that you started, after all the effort you did to try and tell me that you weren't interested." I continued to grin as I leapt onto another rock, waiting for Dominique's response. He couldn't possibly deny his feelings towards me now. I got you now, honey.
(I couldn't stop smirking when I wrote that. XD)
[ Haha the 'I got you now, honey' made me grin xD I had a fleeting though -- what Dom pushes Xavier in the water because he's embarrassed or something instead but Xavier grabs him and they both go down? :o ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: Things were fine, and I was a little concerned when he claimed his head was restless. Was he okay? I had just been about to offer him a ride to the hospital when he finished his explanation, leaving my with a jaw unhinged and big eyes. The more he spoke, the more I felt the blush grow deeper on my face, all the way to my neck. And I never blushed so much that my neck was affected too.
"I did not kiss you." I told him, shaking my head. "You imagined that. I...I fell and o-our heads bumped together and...and we didn't kiss, okay?" I licked my lips and shook my head again. "I'm not interested." I mumbled, looking anywhere but at Xavier. "I-I didn't kiss you." I repeated weakly, my head growing a little dizzy from the embarrassment.
(Ahaha, yesh! I was actually just kind of thinking that in my last post. Let's do it!)Xavier
Damn, this boy was stubborn. "You'll just tell yourself absolutely anything to deny your true feelings, won't you?" I said, cocking my hip to one side and raising a brow as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Your words say 'no', but your eyes say 'yes', and your lips say 'more'." I grinned at that last part, wiggling my brows slightly. Okay, yes, I could be a bit immature at times. But this guy was just too cute not to poke fun at a little.
I continued to dance across the rocks gracefully, all the while sing-songing in a childish voice, "You kissed me! You want me! Now you can't outrun me!" Yup. All going a part of the plan. Totally did not sound like a creeper right there.
[ Woo! ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: "Don't make me hit you with this bag of apples." I threatened weakly, holding it up in the air a little. Obviously I wasn't going to do it but I wasn't about to tell him that. I looked down at his feet and willed mother nature to make him slip up and fall in the water; that would get the lesson well across, I think. "Shut up, will you?" I snapped, thinking that my face seriously couldn't get any redder. What was it about this guy?
And then I decided to take matters in my own hands. "Wanna bet?" I challenged when he said I couldn't outrun him. I was a very fast runner and I took pride in it. "Challenge accepted." I said simply and with that, I hopped over a rock and closed enough space so that I'd have enough strength to do it. I brought my arms forth and pushed his shoulder hard enough he'd go falling in the water -- that would give me plenty of a head start. Plus, it'd give me a reason to get away from this humiliating moment.
(XP)Xavier
Okay, so admittedly, I wasn't really expecting Dominique to jump onto the rocks and try to push me over. I was still in the middle of doing my taunting song of victory when I suddenly felt a strong force shove my shoulder, and I let out a soft yelp as I felt myself slip off of the rocks, pin-wheeling my arms and instinctively reaching out to grab something to regain my balance with.
Which meant that I ended up grabbing onto Dominique while I continued to fall back, dragging him down with me as we both toppled into the chilly lake water with a rather impressive splash.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: What I expected was that he'd fall in the water and I'd have the chance to run and get away. What I didn't expect was that he'd grab on to me, pulling me down with him. I yelped and tried to catch the both of us but too soon, the freezing cold water seeped into my clothes and my hair. Once my head resurfaced, I gasped and began scrambling for sure. "Xavier!" I screeched, my teeth already chattering. "My hair!" I had spent so much time on it this morning. I turned to him, frowning. "Not cool, do you know thatthis is pretty much a toilet for the fish?!"
XavierA few moments later, I popped back up to the surface with a soft gasp. But when Dominique complained about his hair, I burst out laughing. "Dude, relax. It's just hair." I said, grinning at him. Then I gave a small mock-frown when he started blaming me for what happened. "You're the one who pushed me!" I protested, splashing water at him defensively. "I just reacted out of instinct! So don't blame me for landing you in fish shit."
Dominique Blair Sanchez: What was so funny about this?! Why was he laughing? "It's not everyone who doesn't have to do anything for it to look good like yours!" I protested fiercely, until I realized what I'd said and immediately shut up. Oh dear lord was I ever going to catch a break? Despite my freezing temperature, I felt my face heat up and made a point to keep my mouth closed when Xavier splashed me. There was no way I was getting that water in my mouth. "But the whole point of it was that you were supposed to fall in the water -- not us." I told him, splashing him out of sheer frustration.
XavierI started laughing even harder when Dominique made a comment about my hair, which resulted in some of the water he splashed at me to end up in my mouth. Bleh. But even the foul taste did nothing to dampen my mood.
When Dominique explained that it was supposed to be just me and not "us", I finally stopped, laughing, but a michievious grin had taken form across my face. "Oh? Is that so?" I mused, making my way towards Dominique until I was close enough to grab a hold of him and pull him close, to where our faces-and our lips-were just mere inches apart. "Shame. I quite like the idea of "us"." I murmured quietly, moving in such a way that my lips brushed lightly against his wet cheeks. "What do you say, Dominique?" I murmured quietly, pulling back just enough to meet his beautiful gaze. "Be with me. Please?" Without waiting for a reply, I bent my head down, capturing his lips with mine in a passionate-and wet-kiss.
I was not going to take no for an answer.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: His laugh was so infuriatingly attractive, I wasn't even sure where my heart stood and my brain yelled. It was a mix of so many emotions, I just didn't know what to do with them. I tried swimming back a little but Xavier soon had his arms around me and my eyes grew wide at how close we were.
Intentionally.
I shivered pleasantly as I felt his lips on my cheek. They were still a soft as I'd imagined them the few times I'd allowed myself to replay the kiss in my head. I gasped quietly at his sudden claim and before I could answer, his lips were on mine and that had been it.
The better part of me knew that Xavier wasn't like Scott, my jackass of an ex-boyfriend. That maybe, things would be different with him. A moment later, I had my arms wrapped around his neck and I was kissing him back, pouring the same passion within the kiss like him.
I pulled back after a few moments, my breath completely taken away from me. In a good way. I studied Xavier's face intently, my hand brushing through his hair. "I guess so. If it'll keep you quiet." I tried keeping my irritated attitude in my voice but I couldnt help the small, genuine smile from slipping through as I leaned up and met his lips again.
(Should I post Xavier's response to Dom, and then jump to the present, where he wakes up from his nightmare?)
(Alright. X))Xavier
He kissed me back. Dominique was kissing me back! Admittedly, I had a small doubt in the back of my mind, thinking that Dominique was still going to try deny me and his feelings. But when he kissed me back, and gave his reply, I knew. I knew that from this point on, I would be the happiest man on Earth. And I'd be damned if I didn't make him happy as well. "No promises." I replied with a slight grin, chuckling as he kissed me again. Everything didn't go according to plan, not at all.
It went even better.
***
"أين المخيم الخاص؟" The words are gibberish to me, garbled. How the hell were we supposed to answer their questions when we didn't speak Arabic? " أين المخيم الخاص؟" The question is repeated, more fiercely, and one of the soldiers at my side shakes his head. "We...we don't understand you..." he rasped, breaking out into a coughing fit. Once, there were quite a few of us, nearly half of our entire squad that had been captured. Now, there were only two. The Arabic man that stood before us narrowed his eyes at the only one of us that had been brave enough to speak. " ما هذا؟ يتحدث الفئران؟" He sounds mocking as he spouts more words that we can't understand, and it sends a chill up my spine. The man goes on. " قل لي أين المخيم الخاص بك هو!" he demands, crossing his arms and glaring at the soldier, whose name I don't even bother to remember. He's just going to die anyways, just like the rest of them. Just like me. The soldier just shakes his head helplessly. "I don't...understand..." he murmured, beginning to tremble. Yet he still had a definate, defiant glint in his eyes, and he suddenly stopped trembling, tilting his chin up in a challenge. "But even if I did, I wouldn't tell you shit!" he snarled with sudden strength, spitting in the man's direction. It would be his last act of courage. Because the Arabic, enraged by the soldier's show of blatant defiance, pulled his gun, aimed it between the soldiers eyes, and pulled the trigger. Right in front of me.
Biting back a cry of horror as the soldier's body became limp, the Arabic turned towards me, anger glistening in his eyes. "إذا كنت تريد أن تعيش، قل لي أين المخيم." he said. Then, all of a sudden, he grinned viciously. "وهنا بعض الدوافع بالنسبة لك." he said with a dark chuckle. Then he pointed his gun at my leg and fired.
***
A piercing scream of agony and terror ripped through the night, shattering the fragile silence. My eyes flew open, my heart hammering in my chest as I tried to pinpoint where the terrible noise was coming from. My first thought was asking if Dom was alright, if he was hurt. But my second thought made me realize that I was the one screaming.
(Translations: Where's the camp?
What's this? The rat speaks?
Tell me where the camp is!
If you want to live, tell me where the camp is.
Here's some motivation for you.)
Dominique Blair Sanchez: Sleep had come easily a few hours ago. I mean, I hadn't done much but I usually fell asleep easily, but only if I was showered in darkness and I couldn't hear any unusual sounds. In other terms, I was a pretty light sleeper.
So when a sudden, gut wrenching sound shattered the silence, I sprung up with a small yelp myself. Everything was blurry and the only sound I could hear was the swirl of the blood pretty much breaking my veins at how fast it pumped.
What was going on?
When my eyes adjusted, I looked over and saw a petrified Xavier. Had he...? Did the sound...?
"X-Xavier..." My voice came out a little groggy and shocked as my body tried to sync with my brain. I waited a few moments before I spoke again. "Baby what's the matter?" I tried again, trying to keep my voice calm and more or less collected -- as if I hadn't heard the scariest sound emit from my lover right then.
I reached over on my side and turned on the lamp which radiated a faint luminous glow. I then looked back at Xavier and studied him for a brief moment, and saw the look in his eyes.
"Was it...Did you have a bad dream?" Tentatively -- because I wasn't about to touch him on contact in case I startled him -- I laid a hand over the blanket by him, almost waiting to see if it was okay to lay a hand on him.
XavierSweat trickled down my forehead and caused my sweatshirt to cling to me uncomfortably, my breathing coming out in short, ragged gasps, violent shudders racking throughout my entire body. I jumped when the light suddenly turned on, having not heard Dom speak up. I flinched when I saw a hand move towards me, but then realized that it was just Dom. Trying to push down my panic, I glanced over at him, trying to pull myself together. For his sake.
After a few moments, I shook my head. "I...I'm sorry..." I murmured quietly, probably looking as miserable as I felt. "I...I didn't mean to wake you..." Because I didn't even need to ask if I had; the people three doors down were probably wide awake with how loudly I screamed. My nighterrors were becoming more and more frequent, more and more vivid, and it was quickly becoming common for me to wake up screaming as if the Devil himself was killing me.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: For a second, I thought Xavier was about to crack and have a fully fledged panic attack. In which case, I'd have to try to desperately calm him down as I tried not to freak out as well. Thankfully, when I saw more awareness in his eyes when he looked at me, he seemed to calm down a little. Which was already really great.
When I saw Xavier flinch at my hand movement, I brought my hand back to my lap and looked down at it.
This wasn't the first time. Nor would it be the last. I was well aware of this statement.
"Xavier, you don't need to apologize." I told him quietly, brushing it off because it really hadn't been his fault. Not in the least. It had been...those inhumane sons of bitches' fault. All theirs.
I looked over at Xavier and saw much he was sweating and I bit my lip. "You should take your hoodie off." I murmured, slowly peeling the blanket off of him. "Are you okay, though? I-I mean...if you want to talk about it, I can listen." I offered quietly, meaning every one of my words.
XavierI swallowed thickly at Dom's words, still feeling incredibly weak and ashamed at my little episode. But I said nothing. Instead, when he suggested that I take off my hoodie, I looked down at it, fiddling with the hem for a few moments. But as uncomfortable as I was, I shook my head. "I'm fine..." I murmured. Seeing my scars right now would not help me calm down. Not in the slightest.
When Dom told me that I could talk about it, I shook my head, opening my mouth to refuse gently. But what came out instead was: "I didn't know his name." I looked down at my hands, surprised by the sudden words, but more fell out before I could fully understand what I was saying. "He was one of the bravest ones out of the bunch, and I never even bothered to remember his name. Not even now, when I'm alive and he's not...." And that was it. I broke down, covering my face in my hands. Dom didn't want to know what happened. He'd realize how weak and pitiful I had been, especially compared to the man whose name I could've cared less about at the time. Even now, safe in bed-though sometimes it didn't feel like it-I still couldn't bring myself to learn the bastard's name. None of them.
[ I read like three times that post and I can't believe how different Phillips and Xavier are when it comes with coping with everything. xD ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: To be honest, I hadn't expected Xavier to confide something in me. So when he did, it kind of meant a lot to me. Of course I wanted to cringe at his words as I tried not to imagine the worst of what he meant by what was saying.
I remained quiet until Xavier broke down and that's when I reached out and laid a hand on his shoulder, giving it a small squeeze. What was I supposed to say to that? I couldn't. There were no words that would make it any better, even if I tried.
Instead, I slowly pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his hair as I stroked his back. "I'm so sorry, Xavier." I murmured softly, hating that I couldn't say that it was 'just a bad dream' because it wasn't. He had really experienced it. Seen it. Smelled it. Touched it. He had the visuals to prove it.
(Haha, okay...? XP)Xavier
That's what I was as I clung desperately to Dom when he had pulled me close, shaking violently with each sob racking my whole body. I was weak and pathetic and just...I hated it. I hated the fact that Dom was seeing me like this, that he was the one that had to deal with my pyschotic breakdowns. Which made me remember earlier, and it just made me hate myself even more.
When Dom told me that he was sorry, I looked up, tears still streaming down my face as I tried to quiet down my sobbing. "I am, too..." I murmured hoarsely, suddenly burying my neck against Dom's chest. "I'm s-sorry about everything. About how y-you're stuck with me like this, about earlier. I...I'm sorry..." I had wanted to make Dom happy when I first fell for him.
And now I was making his life hell.
[ Lol, sorry, sorry...I just had like an entire class to think about nothing so I planned out Xavier's history and everything. xD ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: When he looked up at me, I furrowed my brain and held his face in my hands as I tried my best to wipe his streaming tears away. When he hid his face in my chest, I wrapped my arms around him more tightly and brought us lying down in the bed. I kept on running my fingers thorugh his hair in a slow manner, keeping the rhythm as I shook my head. "Shh, Xaiver, you don't owe me any apologies." I assured him.
"There's nothing to be sorry for. I want to be here." I said quietly, my hand moving down to his back again. "There's no place I'd rather be than here, holding you." I promised, pressing my lips against his temple for a few moments. "It's okay to cry, there's nothing wrong with it."
(Haha, you're fine. That's actually where I get most of my ideas as well. XP)Xavier
I was vaguely aware of when Dom laid us both down; all I did was just curled up even closer to him, if that was even still possible at this point. Despite his words, I still felt pitiful and whiney, and I knew that I would never stop apologizing to him. Even if I stopped saying the words out loud.
After several long, agonizing minutes, my useless sobbing finally began to subside, until I was now only letting out soft hiccups and a whimper every now and then, still trying to hide from the world and my troubles against Dom's chest. Sobbing had left me both physically and mentally exhausted, but I knew that I would not be able to go back to sleep. Not for a while.
[ Haha, applesauce. :) ]
Dominique Blair Sanchez: I didn't loosen my hold on Xavier and simply let him cry it out. Now that I think of it, it's occurred to me that he hasn't had one full night of peaceful sleeping. Briefly, I wondered if I should get him some pills or something. Maybe they'd help him relax and breach a state or REM sleep? I think one night would do him good, where he'd sleep like a brick and wake up well into the next day.
One day. One day he'd achieve that again.
When his cried had subdued, I relaxed a little but continued to rub his back, mentally willing all of his pain away. If only I had that superpower.
One thing was for sure, I wasn't about to fall asleep anytime soon. I probably wouldn't fall back asleep. But I was okay with that.
At least the silence was beginning to regain control once more. Aside from Xavier's sniffles and soft sounds, the calmness was slowly creeping back in. "Everything's going to get better, I promise." I murmured quietly. "It just takes time."
(Lol. XP)Xavier
Under normal circumstances, Dom's gentle touches would have soothed me immensely, helped me fall back asleep, even. But not right now. Not after replaying one of my comrade's blatant murder over and over and over inside my head. It wasn't even the agony of the torture that was inflicted on myself that got to me so much: it was the fact that I watched innocent people, people I had trusted to watch my back, people who trusted me to watch theirs, die in such horrible ways, screaming, while I watched on, helpless...
Yet I was the only one to live. Survival's guilt, maybe?
At Dom's supposedly empty promise, I swallowed hard, remembering that not everyone got a second chance like I did. Finally raising my head, I looked up at Dom, meeting his kind gaze with an exhausted one of my own. I was silent for several long moments. "...Honestly, right now, it really doesn't seem like it will..." I murmured quietly, voice hoarse and slightly raspy. "Get better, I mean. But...For your sake, and for the sake of those who were lost, I'll...try and keep a...somewhat positive attitude..."
Try being the key word.
Dominique Blair Sanchez: When Xavier looked up at me, I kept my eyes on his and listened to his words. It kind of felt like a small stab in the chest. What hope was there if Xavier himself didn't believe in happier days in the future? Would he allow himself to live like this for the remainder of his days? Would he really bring that sort of pain on himself over something he didn't have any control over? Wasn't he the one who said that none of us could have seen it coming? That I should be glad he was here, right now?
But the real question was, was he glad to be back?
"That's a...start." I whispered quietly, kissing his forehead gently before I leaned back in the pillow and looked at the wall ahead of me and suddenly began to question what the future did hold. Maybe it wasn't quite as...better as I'd expected it to be.
XavierI gave a small nod in response to Dom's words, closing my eyes and willing myself to try and relax against his gentle touch. But phantom screams and shouts in Arabic still rang in my ears, the thick stench of blood and death and musk glogging up my nostrils, making me have to fight against my natural gagging reflex. Though I told Dom that I would try to look on the bright side-and I realy would try-it was just....Hard. To let go of everything. To forget. After spending endless months in agonizing captivity, it was hard to grasp that this was my reality now, that I was finally safe. Any minute now, I feared that I would fall asleep in Dom's arms and wake up back there again.
And that is what terrified me the most.
Dominique Blair Sanchez:I closed my eyes and tried to let sleep take me over again, but I just couldn't get myself to. I mean, it was one thing that I was afraid Xavier would have another nightmare and I wanted to be ready for it instead of scream myself. But I could still feel the adrenaline from the shock of waking up so fast buzz in me, and I knew it would keep on like this for at least a half hour. I could always get some sleep during the day, nothing wrong with that. I don't mind napping, even if it takes precious time out of the sun's warm rays. Then again, there's always the hammock. Oh, I don't know, I guess we'll have to wait and see what tomorrow brings.[ Not sure what to write at this moment, lol... ]
(Haha, same here. :/ Did you want to just skip somewhere?)
[ Indeed. Where to? Any ideas? We've done all the flashbacks we've wanted to do... :/ ]
(Hmm...I really don't know...We could jump to where shit hits the fan? Or is that too soon?)
[ Nooo totally not too soon! ]
(Haha, alright. XP So did you where exactly do you want to start? A little before Xavier's hallucenation/panic attack, or did you want me to just jump straight into it?)
[ Hm, I think we should have a little bit of intro before. Like maybe Dom -- wait, did you have an idea as to how Xavier would have his panic attack? ]
(Mm...Not really, no. Just the usual 'seeing things that aren't really there', except more vivid. You'll understand what I'm talking about once I actually write it down. XP)
[ Haha, okie dokie, then feel free to start wherever your mind sees fit ^^ ]
(Haha, alright. What was your idea, though?)
[ I dunno, I thought that maybe Dom could come back home from having shopped and he didn't know Xavier's intolerance to red so when he shows Xavier the shirt he got for him and thought would look nice on him (which would be red) it would suck Xavier in one of his hallucinations and blah blah. Or maybe Xavier could be in the middle of his hallucination when Dom would come home wearing a red shirt, so when he approached Xavier, it makes him have that impulsive sort of thing?
Yeah, I dunno. ^^' ]
Yeah, I dunno. ^^' ]
(Hmm...I'm honestly not so sure I'm feeling the 'red shirt' thing. But I do like the idea of Dom coming home from shopping...Maybe Dom could see Xavier having one of his worst attacks yet and drops the groceries while he's racing to Xavier's side instinctively in order to calm him down? One of the grocery bags could be holding a glass bottle of a red liquid of some sort-like juice or wine or something. So not only will the sound of breaking glass cause Xavier to panic even more, seeing a red substance spread across the floor, as well as a figure racing towards him, finally makes him snap and act out of self-defence?)
(Haha, alright. So I just start where he's hallucenating, or having a panic attack?)
[ Um, I guess hallucinating 'cause that's when Dom walks in, right? ]
(He can. Or do you think it would be better, if Xavier's hallucination is done and over with, and now he's just in a full-blown panic, not knowing what's real and what's not? (I realize that I'm sounding rather redundant asking. Sorry. ^ ^')
