Collateral Damage
Title: COLLATRAL DAMAGE
Pairing: The Wives and Children of Ennis and Jack
Genre: Four Canon Drabble One-shots
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: We know the drill.
Story summary: Unintentional pain is still painful and sometimes it's even worst.
Feedback: Its what I live for!
I feel as if I’ve lost something. Something that was once very dear to me. It gave me comforted and happiness. It sheltered me from the cold darkness. I was warm and protected. And when I had it I was never lost. I don’t know when it left me. But I feel so alone without it. There’s no peace. No comfort. Funny isn‘t it? The things we remember…and the things we chose to forget and try to ignore. What happened?
Oh yes.
Now I remember.
I married Ennis Del Mar and I was so happy…until he arrived and stole him.
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He’s off on one of his damn trips again.
I wonder what he does?
No lipstick on his collar. He smells of no cheap perfume. He always leave happy but comes back miserable. I wish it was the other way around.
This house is so cold without him…colder when he’s here.
His eyes are always shut tight when we have sex. Dreaming. Of what? Of whom? He’s so distance…remote. Charm with no warmth. No affection. Always holding back. Never fully giving himself. Funny how things change and yet stay the same.
I wonder what he does?
Don‘t really care anymore.
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You love Daddy?
Of course I love Daddy…you don’t?
Yeah I do. It’s just that…
What?
Don’t like how sad he makes Mama…us too.
Yeah. But I don’t think he means to.
No…he doesn’t…but he does.
You hate him for it?
Kinda.
Me too.
He’s off on one of his fishing trips again. He always happier…when he leaves us.
And sadder when he comes back home.
Yeah. He’s always sad. It makes me cry watching him sometimes.
I wish he would let us in. I want to help him.
Me too.
Love him still…very much…hate him too.
Me too.
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They’re always fighting.
Sometimes I think she makes it up simply in order to hear him talk.
They’ve lost interest in me long ago. Lost in their stupid misery.
He’s only happy when going on one of those secret camping trips…leaving us behind. Useta ask could I go. Stopped after a thousand no’s.
He’s two-timing her. Sure of it. Fucking bastard!
She probably deserves it…no she does it. No one does that.
Wish they would get a divorce already. Guess they loved each other once. Guess they love me. Love them…kinda. Shit. Born six months after they got married. I know the deal.
Pairing: The Wives and Children of Ennis and Jack
Genre: Four Canon Drabble One-shots
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: We know the drill.
Story summary: Unintentional pain is still painful and sometimes it's even worst.
Feedback: Its what I live for!
I feel as if I’ve lost something. Something that was once very dear to me. It gave me comforted and happiness. It sheltered me from the cold darkness. I was warm and protected. And when I had it I was never lost. I don’t know when it left me. But I feel so alone without it. There’s no peace. No comfort. Funny isn‘t it? The things we remember…and the things we chose to forget and try to ignore. What happened?
Oh yes.
Now I remember.
I married Ennis Del Mar and I was so happy…until he arrived and stole him.
<><><><><><><><><><><><>
He’s off on one of his damn trips again.
I wonder what he does?
No lipstick on his collar. He smells of no cheap perfume. He always leave happy but comes back miserable. I wish it was the other way around.
This house is so cold without him…colder when he’s here.
His eyes are always shut tight when we have sex. Dreaming. Of what? Of whom? He’s so distance…remote. Charm with no warmth. No affection. Always holding back. Never fully giving himself. Funny how things change and yet stay the same.
I wonder what he does?
Don‘t really care anymore.
<><><><><><><><><><><><>
You love Daddy?
Of course I love Daddy…you don’t?
Yeah I do. It’s just that…
What?
Don’t like how sad he makes Mama…us too.
Yeah. But I don’t think he means to.
No…he doesn’t…but he does.
You hate him for it?
Kinda.
Me too.
He’s off on one of his fishing trips again. He always happier…when he leaves us.
And sadder when he comes back home.
Yeah. He’s always sad. It makes me cry watching him sometimes.
I wish he would let us in. I want to help him.
Me too.
Love him still…very much…hate him too.
Me too.
<><><><><><><><><><><><>
They’re always fighting.
Sometimes I think she makes it up simply in order to hear him talk.
They’ve lost interest in me long ago. Lost in their stupid misery.
He’s only happy when going on one of those secret camping trips…leaving us behind. Useta ask could I go. Stopped after a thousand no’s.
He’s two-timing her. Sure of it. Fucking bastard!
She probably deserves it…no she does it. No one does that.
Wish they would get a divorce already. Guess they loved each other once. Guess they love me. Love them…kinda. Shit. Born six months after they got married. I know the deal.