Scarlet Letter
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1 through F › CSI: Miami
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,792
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Introduction
I've been wanting to do an angst piece for CSI: Miami for a while now, and then I came across the 100 themes challenge and thought "why not do a whole angst series?" This isn't in chronological order, though, so bear with me.
I love Kyle, but for some reason I love tormenting him, and involving his daddy. *sigh* I am horrible. But, without further ado, I bring you Scarlet Letter.
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01. Introduction
Kyle
I sit on the edge of the bathtub, with the bloody knife still in my hand. The blood is mine, from a self-inflicted punishment. A mark of shame I'll carry with me for as long as I live. I watch crimson drip from the scarlet letter. I for incest. I'll never reveal my sin's other half, though I bear this mark because he lacks the courage to acknowledge the wrong that was committed and refuses to shame me. I can't go unpunished, though, so I'll wear this scar for everyone to see. Even when they don't understand, I'll know. I'll think, "you know what I did. You know I'm filthy."
It hurts more than I thought it would. I've thought that before, but where and when? Crimson drips onto the porcelain, tainting it with its scandal. Even my blood is whorish. I guess I have dear old Dad to thank for that. No, that's not true. It was my fault, and it's not like he was the only one. God, how many? There must be more than the ones I can remember, too.
I miss him. I hate him and he's a liar, but I miss him. I remember the moments between the pain, and I know he loved me and wished he could make things right. I made that impossible, though, didn't I? I guess maybe I still love him, too. I can't be forgiven, though, even if he wants to forgive me and we can, on the surface, reconcile. There's always going to be those memories, that shame, this mark. This mark would seal his fate, though if one of his own were to decipher it.
That's why I'm so far away.
I love Kyle, but for some reason I love tormenting him, and involving his daddy. *sigh* I am horrible. But, without further ado, I bring you Scarlet Letter.
XxX
01. Introduction
Kyle
I sit on the edge of the bathtub, with the bloody knife still in my hand. The blood is mine, from a self-inflicted punishment. A mark of shame I'll carry with me for as long as I live. I watch crimson drip from the scarlet letter. I for incest. I'll never reveal my sin's other half, though I bear this mark because he lacks the courage to acknowledge the wrong that was committed and refuses to shame me. I can't go unpunished, though, so I'll wear this scar for everyone to see. Even when they don't understand, I'll know. I'll think, "you know what I did. You know I'm filthy."
It hurts more than I thought it would. I've thought that before, but where and when? Crimson drips onto the porcelain, tainting it with its scandal. Even my blood is whorish. I guess I have dear old Dad to thank for that. No, that's not true. It was my fault, and it's not like he was the only one. God, how many? There must be more than the ones I can remember, too.
I miss him. I hate him and he's a liar, but I miss him. I remember the moments between the pain, and I know he loved me and wished he could make things right. I made that impossible, though, didn't I? I guess maybe I still love him, too. I can't be forgiven, though, even if he wants to forgive me and we can, on the surface, reconcile. There's always going to be those memories, that shame, this mark. This mark would seal his fate, though if one of his own were to decipher it.
That's why I'm so far away.