Reverberations

Roy’s foot caught the overturned chair. He let out a startled, broken cry, stumbled, and nearly fell. A wordless keen tore through his throat. She was slipping and he was blind and he was useless. Utterly useless. He was killing her. “Help me! Shit! Somebody…” Roy’s shoulder glanced against the wall and he began to unravel. He let out a single, broken sob. His knees lost all tone and he slid to the floor, Riza still held tightly in his arms. His voice faded to a soft moan. “Help me… she… she…” Roy buried his face in her hair. Even now, she smelled of lavender. Of gunpowder and mineral oil. Of her.

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From Chapter 11 of Reverberations by Antigone Rex on ff.net! You can read it here: [link]