Rules
Title: Rules
Character: Elle
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Eh, a spot or two of language and a spoiler for The Fisher King
Notes: I wrote this for a challenge over at crimeland, whee! Aaaaaand it was like pulling teeth, despite it being under 200 words. I have no idea what happened to my writing mojo, but hey.
RULES, he wrote.
It's fucking ironic, Elle thinks, that that's the word that ends up scrawled helter-skelter style on her living room wall. Rules. It's like her mother's come shrieking up from the bottom of her bottle wielding a spatula just to tell her to abra sus oídos.
Open your ears. Listen. Do as you're told.
Elle's never been good at that. She can open a beer with her belt buckle, pick a lock, make a man three times her size cry in an interrogation room -- and she's always found those skills infinitely more useful.
All you get by following someone else's rules -- go home, sleep, trust me -- is a bullet in your chest and a nice, neat damaged goods label slapped across your forehead.
Fuck it. The only ones that matter now are her own.
Character: Elle
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Eh, a spot or two of language and a spoiler for The Fisher King
Notes: I wrote this for a challenge over at crimeland, whee! Aaaaaand it was like pulling teeth, despite it being under 200 words. I have no idea what happened to my writing mojo, but hey.
RULES, he wrote.
It's fucking ironic, Elle thinks, that that's the word that ends up scrawled helter-skelter style on her living room wall. Rules. It's like her mother's come shrieking up from the bottom of her bottle wielding a spatula just to tell her to abra sus oídos.
Open your ears. Listen. Do as you're told.
Elle's never been good at that. She can open a beer with her belt buckle, pick a lock, make a man three times her size cry in an interrogation room -- and she's always found those skills infinitely more useful.
All you get by following someone else's rules -- go home, sleep, trust me -- is a bullet in your chest and a nice, neat damaged goods label slapped across your forehead.
Fuck it. The only ones that matter now are her own.