( closed ) nightmare
Jul. 3rd, 2011 12:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Who: Gumi, Lily (Aiko and Reki later)
Location: Inside Gumi's Nightmare | Reki/Aiko/Gumi's Apartment, Tokyo, Japan (XI!AU)
When: The night after returning to Japan after this log. (4 years post-XI)
Content: Gumi has a nightmare and a hangover.
Format: ... action.
Notes: post formatting taken from Avie's musebox and stuff. 8O
Also, this log involves stabbing and blood. Just saying.
[ the flight back was okay. kinda awkward, still. they made it back home safely, though. it was night time by the time they returned to the apartment, and Aiko was so tired that she was put to bed almost immediately. Gumi had said she was a little tired and gone to her room soon after.
That was a lie. She was wide awake. Wide awake, and alone with her thoughts. After a few hours of laying in bed with no results whatsoever, Gumi got up. Maybe a snack or something would help.
She made her way to the kitchen as quietly as she could, so she didn't wake the other residents of the house, and looked around the kitchen for whatever she could find that seemed like it'd help. Among the hidden things, there was a bottle of sake.
Gumi stared long and hard at it. She'd gotten it a while back. It was being saved, just in case she needed it.
She only wondered for a few moments whether or not now was a good time before taking the bottle and a shot glass to her room. It didn't matter that the sake was warm. It was better than nothing.
She sat down in bed again once she got back to her room and downed a shot of the sake. And another.
Before she knew it, she was asleep.
Unfortunately, it may have been better for her if she'd stayed awake.
It was night time. The moon was full, and it was very bright ... Gumi didn't even need the city lights to see where she was going. She was walking the streets of Tokyo, not quite sure where she was going, only that she was going somewhere ... ]
Location: Inside Gumi's Nightmare | Reki/Aiko/Gumi's Apartment, Tokyo, Japan (XI!AU)
When: The night after returning to Japan after this log. (4 years post-XI)
Content: Gumi has a nightmare and a hangover.
Format: ... action.
Notes: post formatting taken from Avie's musebox and stuff. 8O
Also, this log involves stabbing and blood. Just saying.
[ the flight back was okay. kinda awkward, still. they made it back home safely, though. it was night time by the time they returned to the apartment, and Aiko was so tired that she was put to bed almost immediately. Gumi had said she was a little tired and gone to her room soon after.
That was a lie. She was wide awake. Wide awake, and alone with her thoughts. After a few hours of laying in bed with no results whatsoever, Gumi got up. Maybe a snack or something would help.
She made her way to the kitchen as quietly as she could, so she didn't wake the other residents of the house, and looked around the kitchen for whatever she could find that seemed like it'd help. Among the hidden things, there was a bottle of sake.
Gumi stared long and hard at it. She'd gotten it a while back. It was being saved, just in case she needed it.
She only wondered for a few moments whether or not now was a good time before taking the bottle and a shot glass to her room. It didn't matter that the sake was warm. It was better than nothing.
She sat down in bed again once she got back to her room and downed a shot of the sake. And another.
Before she knew it, she was asleep.
Unfortunately, it may have been better for her if she'd stayed awake.
It was night time. The moon was full, and it was very bright ... Gumi didn't even need the city lights to see where she was going. She was walking the streets of Tokyo, not quite sure where she was going, only that she was going somewhere ... ]
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on 2011-07-04 07:04 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2011-07-04 07:12 am (UTC)This was from year one, right when the wound was fresh. [The knife is slowly twisted as she enunciates the last word.]
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on 2011-07-04 07:14 am (UTC)...
what stabilityher breathing became labored, her teeth gritting in pain as she felt the sharp knife enter and twist within her ]
L-Lily ...
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on 2011-07-04 07:21 am (UTC)Or maybe it didn't hurt this much. Who knows?
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on 2011-07-04 07:36 am (UTC)L-Lily ... w-why would you ...?
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on 2011-07-04 06:13 pm (UTC)Year two. [this time she stabs Gumi in her side, but doesn't twist the knife.] Still hadn't sorted out all that emotional shit, so I thought, why not deal with it later? Or better yet, pretend it wasn't even there. And it actually worked. This year wasn't as bad, but it still kinda hurt. I think you get the idea.
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on 2011-07-04 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-04 07:51 pm (UTC)I still hadn't figured it out. [Lily raises the knife and drags the tip down the side of Gumi's face.] Maybe it didn't really matter, then, if I couldn't understand. Maybe I was just overreacting.
Or something.
Buuuut I thought that I was finally getting over that shit. Nope. It turns out I didn't. Nah, I wasn't jealous. Because I didn't care. Everyone moves on at some point. Like you did, when you decided to live with Reki and Aiko.
I didn't move on, though. Didn't even realize it. [the knife leaves a bloody trail down Gumi's jawline]
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on 2011-07-04 08:09 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-04 08:21 pm (UTC)It wasn't your fault, though.
[the knife is driven into Gumi's back as Lily pulls her into a hug, wrapping her arms around her so that she doesn't collapse.]
Mostly.
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on 2011-07-04 08:29 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-04 08:41 pm (UTC)[Lily slowly pulls the knife out but doesn't release Gumi.]
I'd tell you that I still love you, but then I'd just sound crazy. It wouldn't make much of a difference, anyways.
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on 2011-07-05 04:48 am (UTC)Y-You wouldn't sound crazy ... I still love you, even if it's not the kind of love you want it to be ...
[ looks up at her, into her eyes. ]
Lily, this ... t-this isn't ... like you.
[ she feels like she's going to pass out ... ]
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on 2011-07-05 05:00 am (UTC)Huh. You still don't get it.
[she begins to raise the knife once more]
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on 2011-07-05 05:10 am (UTC)[ eyes widen. ]
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on 2011-07-05 05:21 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-05 06:10 am (UTC)as quick as she could manage, she stood and rushed to the bathroom, collapsing in front of the toilet and vomiting into it. after the initial vomiting, she sat back against the wall, placing a hand to her forehead, over her eyes. no matter what, she couldn't get the image of Lily stabbing her out of her mind ...
she placed her head in her hands and began to sob. it was a nightmare. right? Lily wouldn't become anything like that, would she ...?
meanwhile, the thumping of tiny feet could be heard moving toward the bathroom, and a tiny face poked in through the door. Aiko had woken up. Gumi must have been making quite the commotion to wake her up ... ]
Mommy? Mommy, are you okay ...?
[ Gumi didn't want her daughter to see her like this ... but she couldn't seem to stop crying. ]
A-Aiko, just go back to bed, honey ...
[ Aiko didn't listen. she moved into the bathroom and sat down beside her mother wrapping her arms around her waist. ]
It's okay, Mommy ...
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on 2011-07-05 06:28 am (UTC)[Reki is about to chastise Gumi for getting hungover and scaring Aiko when he notices the crying. The crying is new, and the chastising falls to the wayside. He comes and kneels by Gumi.]
Aiko, go get Mommy a glass of water.
[Whatever happened, she doesn't need to see this.]
... Gumi?
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on 2011-07-05 06:35 am (UTC)I-I'll be okay here, just ... just go back to bed or something ...
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on 2011-07-05 06:44 am (UTC)That's not happening.
[He comes closer]
What's going on?
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on 2011-07-05 06:46 am (UTC)[ one that freaked her out really badly. ]
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on 2011-07-05 06:47 am (UTC)Just a nightmare doesn't have you sick in the bathroom and crying. It has to be bad to wake Aiko up.
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on 2011-07-05 06:49 am (UTC)... It involved Lily.
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