Elle guessed it was some cruel twist of fate that when her eyes opened, her body naked and cold in some cheap wooden box marked under a grave marked "Jane Doe", that the first face she saw was his.
Coming back to life, she decided, was a lot like dying. There was one breath, one heart beat, and the smug disgusting face of the asshole who'd torn her heart out with some holier-than-thou bullshit reason on his side.
So, of course, the first thing Elle did was lift her stiff limbs, stretching out her numb, nimble fingers to touch his chest.
And shock him so hard she burned a hole straight through his heart.
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Date: 2009-10-28 05:27 am (UTC)Coming back to life, she decided, was a lot like dying. There was one breath, one heart beat, and the smug disgusting face of the asshole who'd torn her heart out with some holier-than-thou bullshit reason on his side.
So, of course, the first thing Elle did was lift her stiff limbs, stretching out her numb, nimble fingers to touch his chest.
And shock him so hard she burned a hole straight through his heart.
Karma, right?