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Title: History is forgettable
Characters:
The Other Guy, Nostalgia Chick
Rating:
Honestly? The rating system in my country seems nothing like any other country. There are four swear words and one immature insult.
Summary: The Other Guy lets loose a little history to Chick
Disclaimer: The people in this story are not mine, the 'verse belongs to [livejournal.com profile] emeriin  and this is pure fiction.
Author's notes: Blame this entirely on[livejournal.com profile] emeriin  for inspiring me, [livejournal.com profile] emeriin  for creating such a wonderful playground and [livejournal.com profile] rachelleneveu  for enabling me and finding one of my 53 weaknesses.

Have you ever noticed that when you first learn about something, it never seems to have existed before you found out about it? Oh, sure, you can see the history painted on the walls that desperately need a paint job and the floor, which has been cleaned nightly to within an inch of its life (and it shows), but for you, the club exists from the moment you walked in the door and accepted that this was your lot in life.

I don’t suppose any of you really give it a second thought, don’t suppose you can spare the time to wonder about anyone’s past or future beyond last night he hit me tonight he’ll bite me tomorrow he’ll - Shhh, sweetie, that-a girl.

You said I reminded you of a guy you knew, well, you remind me of a girl. Not how you look, but your mind and your smile when you manage to shut all the shit out. I meant it. You’re a nice girl. She was too. Oh god, and she was beautiful. She had legs up to here and what legs. I’d spend hours kissing up and down them and hours kissing any other part of her that I could find. And she had this thing she’d do when we were fucking –

But you don’t need to hear about that. Ah, shit, I’m sorry to dump on you like this sweetie, but you’re too goddamn smart not to have an inkling that this world existed long before you got here and will be here after you’ve gone. You know that those two guys didn’t build it, that it was built with hopes and dreams and money from the wrong places. If you ask them how they got it so cheap, they’ll shuffle and say a friend helped them or that they were just in the right place at the right time. Bullshit. Honey, you’re all twisted. There, that’s better.

I was there, you know? When the first owners opened the place up and everything was shiny and new. It was the beginning of a new year and they had a fancy dress party. We went as Santa and Mrs Claus. And there was snow everywhere – and I mean both kinds. That’s the night – I can pinpoint it – the night I began to lose her. I heard the guy who supplied that night ended up being found dead with a broken neck not so long ago. Can’t say I’m overjoyed about it – even douchebags called Melvin deserve to live. But I watched that shit and worse stuff as well take her and eat her from the inside out and she loved it more with every day. Lost your pillow again. That’s why I took this shift, y’know? ‘Cause I couldn’t stop her and I couldn’t watch her so I found something to fill the time. I should have watched her. Have you got people watching you? Christ I hope so. And then the club got closed down and people disappeared and those Mike guys tried to run a legit bar. Or so I heard.

Ah, I knew you were like her. Just before the end, her nightmares would damn near break her apart too, but hearing me talk was like an anchor to her. I’ve gotta clean this place up a little more, so you keep sleeping but then we’ll go and have that coffee I promised you, ‘k?

Date: 2010-10-06 10:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emeriin.livejournal.com
Oohhh, this was very interesting. I love the mentions of both Mikes and the insight into That Other Guy's past, while "Melvin" made me laugh. And I don't think you need to worry about fridging, this is a Hooker!Verse after all - people are going to die or break or disappear.

Date: 2010-10-07 06:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theladyisatiger.livejournal.com
Thanks so much for reading - I just had this moment while I was chasing up an oven for a customer at at work and went "Crap, I fridged this poor unnamed woman". But the funny thing is I don't think it broke him. Permission to post to the comm, my lady?

Date: 2010-10-07 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emeriin.livejournal.com
It's awesome the fact that he's still our funny, sweet Rob and not completely damaged. And it would be a delight, dear woman. XD

Date: 2010-10-08 11:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkhairedgirl.livejournal.com
*wibbles* Poor Rob. This was sad and complicated and honest about what kind of world these people have found themselves in, and I loved the references to Melvin and Santa Christ, and how the end is about as sweet as you can get from the hooker!verse. Very well done, m'lady. :D

Also, I believe I promised you cake. You totally deserve it:

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Date: 2010-10-08 09:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theladyisatiger.livejournal.com
CAKE! With layers and icing and yummy! *leaves the slice and takes the rest*

Thank you. I think I should start a wibble count, 'cause that's what my fics tend to get the most!

Date: 2010-10-08 08:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freya-sacksen.livejournal.com
Aw. *wibbles* That so sad and sweet and beautiful and heartbreaking and and and...*sniffle*

I am happy to have inspired!

(You realize, like, five months from now, when everybody has been thoroughly broken, I'm going to have to do a sequel to 'Worst Case Scenario', right? And it will be glorious.)

Date: 2010-10-08 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emeriin.livejournal.com
Why wait five months? You under-estimate our sadism, dear lady. ;)

Date: 2010-10-08 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freya-sacksen.livejournal.com
This is true. For instance, in the fic I am a mere fifteen minutes away from posting, Joe does get quite an epic moment of Breakage-Ness.

(And, inexplicably, Michaud gets to simultaneously be absolute scum and a really nice guy. Either I'm writing him really, really wrong, or really, really right, and I can't figure out which.)

Date: 2010-10-08 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emeriin.livejournal.com
Poor Joe. *pets him* At least you lasted longer than anyone else did, love.

(On the topic of Michaud, I've got at least three fights with him and the Critic planned out. I'm not sure whether that's good or bad.)

Date: 2010-10-08 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freya-sacksen.livejournal.com
Rowr. *giggle*

Date: 2010-10-08 09:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theladyisatiger.livejournal.com
Quickly dear, quickly. I have to be at work really soon.

I have a fear that one day I'm going to meet these guys and the first words out of my mouth are going to be "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

Date: 2010-10-08 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freya-sacksen.livejournal.com
Oh I absolutely am going to say that if I ever meet them.

Date: 2010-10-08 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] darkhairedgirl.livejournal.com
(You realize, like, five months from now, when everybody has been thoroughly broken, I'm going to have to do a sequel to 'Worst Case Scenario', right? And it will be glorious.)

Is it wrong to say that I'm kind of looking forward to that? :)

Date: 2010-10-08 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freya-sacksen.livejournal.com
Not in the slightest!

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