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Untitled (Cody Saintgnue)
Basically: You are in your prison cell and Cody’s happens to be in the cell right next to yours.
Warnings: Mentions of an abusive relationship, captivity, attempted suicide, and murder.
Word Count: 648
*Gif is obviously not mine. Credit to wonderful owner.
“So, tell me why you’re in here.” He inquired as he got up and looped his arms through the bars of his cell.
“Why?” You questioned back. He only smirked and raised an eyebrow. You didn’t know why but you just wanted to smack that smirk right off of his face.
He chuckled, “Well I’m gonna be here for awhile and I assume you are too, seeing as you just got here. I just thought we could make the time a little more interesting.”
You thought about it a bit. He was right, you were going to be here for a long time considering what you had done. You would have to find some way to make the time pass or it would feel like an eternity.
“My mom always told me not to talk to strangers.” His smirk grew as he listened to my remark.
“I’m Cody, Cody Saintgnue.” You smiled.
“Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N.” You mocked him in return and he scoffed.
“So?” He tried pushing on his earlier suggestion.
“With a needle and thread.”
Cody shook his head, “Sarcastic one, aren’t you?”
“Only the best.” You decided to top it off with a huge, fake smile.
“Alright, are you going to tell me how someone like you wound up in this place or not?” He pushed farther on the subject you were trying to avoid.
You hesitated for a moment before you decided that you would tell him why you were here. “I guess I finally snapped, I couldn’t take it anymore.” Cody gave you a questioning look but you just continued. “He hit me, stole from me, held me against my will, it was bad. I tried to tell people about it but they told me it was my fault for not leaving. They told me like I hadn’t tried but of course I had. But with every attempt it only got worse. So eventually, I stopped trying. But trust me when I say I tried everything. I did. I tried cops, elaborate escape plans and I even tried taking my own life but nothing seemed to work. Even if I did get away, he’d find me. I remember the night it happened exactly, it’s all I think about anymore. I guess you could call me psycho but I’m glad it happened. I mean that night, I wouldn’t change what I did.” Cody was now sitting down but staring at you intently as you told your story.
“All I could see was red. It was almost like someone else was controlling me. I remember we were in the kitchen, he had just got done beating me and turned around. He had his back turned for only a split second, but that was all the time I needed. I grabbed one of the knives from the container on the counter behind me. I remember stabbing him so many times, with all the force I could muster. It felt amazing. When the deed was done, I remember sitting there looking at his body and the blood all over the floor. My hand still held the knife as I sat there for at least and hour, not thinking, not anything. I felt so good. After I finally got up, I called the police and I just told them what happened. There was no use hiding it, not that I wanted to hide it, not after what he’d done to me. I finally felt relieved, I finally felt free.”
When you were finished Cody looked up at you astonished. At first it looked like he had no words, but then he spoke, “Who was that guy you were talking about? The one you murdered?”
You looked down as you responded, “That’s a story for another day. But what about you? What did you do?”
You heard Cody laugh, “I just helped rob a bank. Nothing compared to your story, huh?”
“I guess, yeah.”
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I’m sorry if this was bad, it’s the first one I’ve finished so. I’m not happy with the ending. I wanted to add more but I didn’t know what to add so let me know what you think. Also, let me know if you see any mistakes, thank you (:
Everybody’s obsessing over Derek, Ethan and Jackson in the trailer, and as much as I love them, I’m obsessing over this small clip in the Teen Wolf trailer. What is Brett running from? Why does he look panicked? Does he die? He better not die. If he does, I won’t be happy! >:(
“Someone help me make friends? Please?” ||. I need roleplays. Help and suggest people?
Cute ickle baby trying to be dangerous :D
Cody Saintgnue and his girlfriend, taken from Katie Lopinski’s Instagram - @katielopinski
He’s back on! :D I hope he has a good birthday on the 15th
Help?
Links to some good Briam or Thiam fanfictions?