Saving Grace | By : PiratesWench Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time In Mexico Views: 3176 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Grace ran
into Sands room. In the moonlight, she
could see that he was sitting up, shaking terribly. Oh, God…Did the meds do something to him? She rushed to his bed. “Sands?
Sands, what’s wrong?”
His voice
was unnerved and terrified. “I have no
fucking eyepan pan style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I opened my eyes and
there weren’t any there!”
Gr
pan
panicked for a moment. What do I
do? What do I say to him? Shit…
“Sands, calm down. You have to
remem…”
“Who the
fuck are you?”
She put her
hands on his arms, attempting to still him.
“Sands, it’s me, Grace…uh, Gracie.”
He
struggled for a moment, then settled down.
“Gracie?” He began to let his
body lean into her a bit, then quickly realized his glasses were off. “Tell me the fucking light is off.”
Are you all right?”
Sands felt
around and found his glasses on the bed.
He put them on, then said, “Just a moment of me freaking out. I haven’t really slept, you know? I’ve been sedated…just forgot what happened
for a minute. No big fucking deal.”
“Sands, you
were practically shrieking…”
“I’m
fine! You don’t need to coddle me!”
Grace got
up off of the bed. “I’m not coddling,
I’m just…Well, if I started screaming in the middle of the night, wouldn’t you
worry about me?”
“I only
worry about myself.”
“Oh,” she
said softly. “Well, then…you just enjoy
freaking out alone.” She left the room,
slamming the door behind her. Why
did I slam the door? Now he’s going to
think he hurt me…meaning he’ll think I have feelings for him or
something…Wait…Am I hurt? Shit, I
am. O.K., just forget about it. He’s not the type of guy I should consider
to be attractive or alluring at all. I
helped him though. He shouldn’t be
so… I bet he’s the “I don’t need
anyone” type of guy. Yeah, that’s
it. Fine. I’m only in this for the money…I’ll keep telling myself that
anyway.
She went to her room and changed
into a short, satin nightgown, then crawled into bed. She fought the best that she could, but exhaustion and the cruel
treatment from Sands – when she only tried to help him – got to her. She cried into her pillow, making sure that
Sands wouldn’t be able to hear her.
Sands was
still sitting up in his bed. He rubbed
his temples for a moment, then felt around his eyes. “They’re not coming back, buddy,” he muttered to himself.
I shouldn’t have said that to
her, she was only trying to help. I
don’t need helpugh.ugh. I’ve
been in this fucking country alone for…
It’s all a game anyway. I have no
fucking eyes…The only person I’ll be laying iselfself. I can still kill…sort of…A blind assassin? CIA
won’t go for that. Christ, I’m pitying
myself! Knock it off, Sands! Why couldn’t some fat slob of a fuckmook
have found me instead of her? Between
these drugs and her…I’m losing my edge…I’m losing my fucking self! Hell, she’s in it for the money – just like
I’d be.
He sat up a bit further, his feet
almost swinging off of the bed.
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