Drabble: If There's No One There, Then There's No One There

[verbal_kint]

Title: If There's No One There, Then There's No One There
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance...via pillow notes. (Post-Wilson's Heart)
Word Count: 100
Author's Note: While the writing itself is completely different, I did steal this concept from a recent story I turned in for my Creative Writing class. My bad. : / The title comes from Star's "In Our Bedroom After The War." Lol, I highly doubt this works, so I made it a drabble.




Sorry I’m not here. Went to pick up House.
A


Dear Amber,
Your note is still under my pillow.
Wilson


Dear Amber,
I hate you almost as much as I hate him.
Wilson


Dear Amber,
If you were here I wouldn’t have to write these goddamn notes.
Wilson


Dear Amber,
The bed is unmade. So is everything else, and nobody fights me for the blanket at night.
Wilson
P.S. I’m scared I’ll forget the sound of your laugh.


Dear Amber,
I took your note out from under my pillow.
Wilson

Dear Amber,
I’m replacing it with this one. Thank you.
Wilson


 

Comments

[californiaquail.livejournal.com]

I am. Maybe I projected my feelings onto your fic.

[verbal-kint10.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that. :(

I dunno, I kinda like reading sad things when I'm having a shitty day. Guess I'm weird like that. I very rarely write flat-out angsty stuff when I'm happy though.