http://sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sadfreezingbrit.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] sadfreezingbrit_archive 2011-07-18 03:13 pm (UTC)

"I don't know what you want."

Begging came easy. I'd been on the other end of this scenario too many times to count. Character study, I think is what the fine gents in Hollywood called it.

"Please, I-- I just--"

But when he grabbed my baby I felt the bile rising in my throat, almost too bitter to swallow. Nobody touches my baby.

"My name is Philip, Philip LaFresque, I only moved here from London a year ago, I-- I bought the gun from a pawn shop because I was told this was a bad neighbourhood, I didn't- I didn't know-- I can't even shoot the thing please, I-- Please just-- please don't hurt me just pleasepleaseplease don't hurt me."

As things stood my old friend had five rounds at his disposal and I had an infinite number of dry sobs. Somehow the advantage in quantity didn't give me much confidence.

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