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Gabriel - Jon Hamm
Jonar and the Whale
She smiled a little, finally prising her hand off his leg to take the glass. The guilt was starting to set in now that Ben was out of immediate danger. Sheâd stayed with him in the hospital because he was afraid, and while it made sense at the time to agree to let him leave as long as she could take him back if anything happened to him, she was now faced with the very real likelihood that nothing would happen at all.
Leaving him now would be irresponsible but explaining it to Jon⌠it wasnât going to go down well. Sheâd been like a lioness protecting her cubs in the hospital but now that she was out of it, she could see his point. Heâd found her sleeping beside Ben for fuckâs sake. It was insulting and totally inconsiderate on her part.
Except she had considered it - and then did it anyway because she still loved Ben and was selfish. Sheâd have to make it up to him somehow.
âGuess itâs not the size,â she mumbled, when she realized Ben had said something to her. âJust how ugly it is.â
She took another sip. âSoâŚ. how are you feeling?â
âUh..yeah. I feel fine.â
It was a lie. He felt like someone whoâd escaped from hospital after waking up from an overdose. But as terrible as he felt right now, he wasnât going back unless he was unconscious.Â
Besides, there wasnât anything that time couldnât fix and he knew some of it was just withdrawal.Â
But he could still see concern in her face and she knew him enough to know heâd bullshit his way through this so he felt he owed her something. Sheâd stayed with him when he had no right to expect anything from her.Â
He tried again. âIâm.... withdrawal is a bitch.â
Jonar and the Whale
âI didnât faint,â she insisted as Ben sat her down. âIâm not going to faint because of some stupidââ
She gestured towards the fish, making the mistake of glancing at it. As soon as she caught sight of those dead eyes and rows of teeth the colour drained from her face again. She quickly looked away, grabbing Benâs thigh tight like he was her safety line.
She took a few deep breaths. He was right, they needed to eat something.
âIf you tell anyone about this Iâll-â she started, putting up her usual wall of bravado. Except, Ben already knew about her little⌠insecurity problems now, didnât he? Sheâd shared that with him at the hospital. So what was the point of bullshitting? He knew her better than that. âJust⌠okay, so Iâm scared of it.â
âYou should be,â he said. âItâs disgusting. Thatâs the whole point of it being in here for people to stare at.â
He took the glass of water when it arrived and after much convincing that Sasha just needed a few minutes to collect herself, the gentleman went back to his post at the doorway.Â
Ben passed her the glass with a reassuring smile. âMakes the Whale easier to live with though.â
Jonar and the Whale
The colour flushed back into her cheeks as she stared up at Ben leaning over her. Close enough to kiss.
But before she could work out what the hell she was doing on the floor, someone was hoisting her up by the elbow. âCan I get you some water?â
âUh⌠no. Thanks. Iâm fine,â she said, taking the hand that Ben offered her. âWhat happened?â
âYou fainted,â the man answered, drawing her attention away again.
Sasha just scoffed in response and retaliated, âNo I didnât.â
âYeah, you did.â Ben answered, then added quickly, âNo breakfast this morning.â to the man as some kind of an explanation.Â
People were starting to stare and having him fussing over Sasha was going to keep drawing attention so he guided her to the nearest bench.
âWeâll take the water. Thanks.â
The uniform nodded and left on his mission as Ben sat down beside her.Â
âYou okay?â
Jonah and the Whale
It was as if she could feel the blood draining from her body with the picture Ben was painting. The thought of being trapped in the heavy, black ocean surrounded by horrible creatures made her feel sick. The hand Ben was holding was going numb, tingling like she had pins and needles. The fish was all she could see and all she could imagine was it opening itâs massive jaw and eating her alive.
âI think Iâm gonnaâŚâ
Be sick.
But she was saved the embarrassment of having to run to the nearest bin and empty her stomach into it by collapsing on the ground instead.
He hadnât noticed what was happening until her hand slid from his.Â
There was a shout as he turned, and a bearded man in a unappealing brown uniform hurried towards them.Â
âIs the young lady sick?âÂ
Ben stared blankly at him for a second, while his brain caught up.Â
They both knelt, and while the man checked her pulse, Ben pushed her hair back from her face to help cool her down. âI think she just fainted?â he started, as Sasha began coming around and trying to sit up.Â
âYou okay sweetheart?â
Jonar and the Whale
Sasha allowed Ben to pull her from the room, grateful when the whale was out of sight and she could finally turn away.
Thousands. Thousands of those monsters surrounding the Sister, just waiting for a meal. She prayed they liked to swim deep.
She tried to ignore the pictures on the walls of huge creatures with sharp teeth. The fish in the tanks were fine, as long as they were small and stayed behind glass. There wasnât enough money on Veros to bribe her to put her hand in there with them though.
As they rounded the corner and finally found what theyâd come here to see, she let out a sound that sheâd honestly never heard come out of her own mouth before. As much as she wished there was any other word to describe it, it was a scream. She screamed and darted behind Ben, peering over his shoulder at the shriveled⌠thing behind the case of glass.
It wasnât small. It had silvery dead eyes that stared right at her and a jaw that jutted out far beyond its face, with more teeth than any animal had a right to possess.
It wasnât pretty, but Ben hadnât expected her to be terrified of something so dead.Â
âRelax,â he laughed, prising her fingers from his shoulders but sliding her hand into his for support. âItâs not like it can do anything to you.â
He took a few step towards it, Sasha gently tugging from behind. âCan you imagine meeting one though? All the way down there.âÂ
He pressed his free hand against the cold glass and stared into the creatureâs mouth. The rows and rows of finely jagged teeth went back as far back as the eye could see. âOnce you were in there, youâd never get back out.â
Jonar and the Whale
It felt like they were running away together.Â
They were, sort of, but a museum wasnât exactly the first place you thought of when you found yourself in a tight spot - especially one as busy as this.
The entrance hall was busy; it made Benâs head buzz with the effort of filtering it out. Children were the hardest, the high pitched squeals cutting through him as they marvelled at the massive Whale suspended from the ceiling. It wasnât what theyâd come for, but it was impressive none the less.
He could lie to others but he couldnât lie to himself - he felt rough. It wasnât so much the headache and the pains - it was withdrawal. Heâd felt it often enough to know.Â
Heâd spent the last week living on a continuous buzz and now it was all out of his system, his body didnât like it. Heâd been so busy wanting to leave the hospital, he hadnât noticed how truly shit it felt.Â
He focused on the information board while Sasha looked up. The biggest fish in the sea fed on the smallest apparently, and if that wasnât a metaphor for life he didnât know what was.
Sasha couldnât tear her eyes away from the monster above her. It wasnât as big as the Sister. Maybe about half the size, but half the size was still terrifying. She felt herself butting up against Benâs chest as if the model might spring to life and swallow her up.
âHow many do you think there are?â she asked, reaching back to try and find a rail or something to steady herself on.
âWhales?âÂ
He felt her hand brush his and curled his fingers around it to steady her.Â
âI donât know. In the whole sea - hundreds, maybe thousands?â
A little girl started screaming just seconds before her mother scooped her up and ushered her down a side corridor.Â
âThis isnât the one I was telling you about anyway,â he said, tugging her in the opposite direction. âCome on.â
Jonar and the Whale
It felt like they were running away together.Â
They were, sort of, but a museum wasnât exactly the first place you thought of when you found yourself in a tight spot - especially one as busy as this.
The entrance hall was busy; it made Benâs head buzz with the effort of filtering it out. Children were the hardest, the high pitched squeals cutting through him as they marvelled at the massive Whale suspended from the ceiling. It wasnât what theyâd come for, but it was impressive none the less.
He could lie to others but he couldnât lie to himself - he felt rough. It wasnât so much the headache and the pains - it was withdrawal. Heâd felt it often enough to know.Â
Heâd spent the last week living on a continuous buzz and now it was all out of his system, his body didnât like it. Heâd been so busy wanting to leave the hospital, he hadnât noticed how truly shit it felt.Â
He focused on the information board while Sasha looked up. The biggest fish in the sea fed on the smallest apparently, and if that wasnât a metaphor for life he didnât know what was.
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