Demons and Angels - Epilogue (Updated) by shadowdragonborn52, literature
Literature
Demons and Angels - Epilogue (Updated)
This account takes place three months after the events of Demons and Angels.
I lay on my bed in my room, staring up at the ceiling. It's been about three months since my beating. Since then, my ribs have completely healed, besides some soreness now and again. Unfortunately, my hand is still healing and I can't really do much with it. They say it'll take another month or two to heal completely. Great.
We filed a police report and the thugs were caught. They were released after just two months of a supposed eight month sentence. We have a restraining order against them though, so they can't hurt me anymore. After the band found out about what
Endure and Survive by shadowdragonborn52, literature
Literature
Endure and Survive
Some nights, even though he would never admit it, Joel cries in his sleep. Sometimes it's just a few tears and a pained groan, but other times, it's body-wracking sobs and anguished screams and moans of her name. On nights like that, it's all Ellie can do to wrap her small arms around him and whisper comforting words in his ear until he finally falls back asleep.
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However, some nights, it's the opposite. Sometimes, Ellie will awake in a sobbing panic and screaming either, "Riley!" or "Mom!". Joel just holds her until she falls asleep, or sometimes even the whole night.
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I'm afraid to tell you anything. I'm scared you'll just think I'm lying because I don't want you to date. Well, I guess I'll tell you now. He scares the living crap out of me. I know you've noticed the scars and the bruises. Don't you dare lie to me. I KNOW you've noticed. The way I stiffen up whenever he's near me, the way I flinch whenever he pops open another beer. You're not that stupid surely! Remember when I tried to tell you that one time. You slapped me. You never apologized, mama! NEVER!
Tears streamed down my face as I wrote the note. Taking a swig out of the bottle I stole, I continued.
I just want to know, why don't you believe
Where am I?
I can barely think straight. The pain is almost unbearable. It's dark all around me, so I can't see a thing even though my eyes are open.
Claire?!
Dear gods, what happened to her?
I hear a few voices around me, but I can't seem to remember who they are. They all sound extremely familiar. Why can't I remember? I barely even remember what happened. All I know is that we were ambushed and...something. Geez, I don't remember at all. Maybe if I concentrate...
Is she gonna be okay?
I...I don't know.
You don't know?!
I'm sorry...
Claire!
Wait, I remember one of the voices now. It's, what was his name? Oh! Right! Lieutenant Amod
Band Director-King
Drum Majors-Generals
Section Leaders-Sergeants
Flutes-Healing Mages*
Clarinets-Archers
Saxophones-Medics*
Low Reeds-War Mages
Trumpets-Light Armored Fighters
French Horn-Light Armored Fighters
Trombones-Warriors**
Baritones-Warriors**
Tubas-Castle Defenses***
Percussion-Calvary
*Differences between "Flutes", "Saxophones" and "Low Reeds": "Flutes"-Heal others in the field using magic. Each "Flute" is assigned to a warrior. These "Flute"/Warrior pairs train, eat, and sleep in the same dorms together. The "Flute's" job is to heal the warrior when needed, and the Warrior's is to protect the "Flute"****.
"Saxophone"-Unlike th
I trudge through the rain, the water mixing with my blood and running down my face. It didn't matter anymore. It didn't hurt. The only thing that really hurts me right now, is the thought of your face when I get home. As if being out this late wasn't bad enough, I can already see the look of pain on your face when you see my injuries. They don't matter to me though. I did it all for you, and we both know I've been through worse. Oh, wait, that's right. I hid all that from you. Oops.
I sigh and continue through the rain with a slight limp. Finally, I get to our front door, slide the key in, and open the door as slowly and quietly as humanly p
Demons and Angels - Epilogue by shadowdragonborn52, literature
Literature
Demons and Angels - Epilogue
This account takes place three months after the events of Demons and Angels.
I lay on my bed in my room, staring up at the ceiling. It's been about three months since my beating. Since then, my ribs have completely healed, besides some soreness now and again. Unfortunately, my hand is still healing and I can't really do much with it. They say it'll take another month or two to heal completely. Great.
We filed a police report and the thugs were caught. They were released after just two months of a supposed eight month sentence. We have a restraining order against them though, so they can't hurt me anymore. After the band found out about what
Demons and Angels by shadowdragonborn52, literature
Literature
Demons and Angels
Ow...
Man, this hurts.
A fist makes contact with my gut, sending me to the ground. I fall hard on the concrete and my head makes a kind of cracking sound. They start stomping my chest and stomach. It takes all I have not to cry out.
Oww.
I feel a rib crack as a boot makes contact with my side. The pain is so strong and it's harder to breathe, but I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my lip so hard I taste blood to keep from crying out. I'm not giving these fools the satisfaction.
I try to protect my abused ribs from them, but one of them pries my arm away and holds it against the sidewalk while the other one stomps my hand until I'm almost co