When Dr. Collingwood woke up, four hours before her alarm (again), a thick layer of snow had blanketed everything. Her spirits lifted a little at the thought of Christmas, as she'd missed the last four lying in a hospital bed recovering from being set on fire.
Billy stared up at the bottom of the shelf John was sleeping on, his hands cushioning his head. Molly spending four and a half years in the hospital had given them time to prepare, and he hoped that their present could at least somewhat make up for it.
She'd been pretty miserable throughout that whole time, if she wasn't out like a light. Surgery could, to some extent, treat the horrible burns, but it couldn't heal the scars within.
It was like that loathsome serpent had stabbed a knife into her heart, and was twisting it every opportunity he got. Targeting Lawrence, killing her father, reminding her of her own failures.
Even when she escaped his nightmare realm, there was still no end to the torture.
"Hey, John?"
John stirred above him. "Yes?"
"You ever thought about how, even after Molly escaped the nightmare, that snake still targets her?"
John peered over the edge of the shelf he was lying on so he could see Billy. His head was upside down. "Yeah. Poor girl. Life just has to kick her when she's down."
"Life's not really fair, you know."
"I know, but this is just... it just seems like it's out to get her. Eddie wasn't wrong when he said that she's Destiny's chew toy."
"Of course he wasn't. After all, what kind of bad luck causes you to get run over by a bus four times, fall face-first into a patch of cholla cacti, get on the wrong end of a plant with a sting so painful it's made people kill themselves, and however many other things Eddie didn't tell me?"
"At least she's lucky enough that I didn't kill her the instant she saw my face. And she's also lucky to have scored a guy like Lawrence in a place like this."
"Then again, they just had to pick the worst place to fall in love, didn't they?"
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The Breaking Wheel
FanficSome SCPs tear you apart. They'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth in order to kill you. Others reach deep into the darkest recesses of your mind, forcing you to face your worst fears, your deepest regrets, your greatest mistakes. (Disclaimer:...
