It will not be quick. Subin doesn't even get a swift death for his troubles, and he's not sure he's brave enough to take matters into his own hands. He's not sure that he can do what maybe he should when Ruvin gets to be too much to handle. Though who knows whether or not his new situation will force that to change.
Subin says nothing for the rest of the walk. The only sounds coming from him are quiet sobs and the scuffing of his shoes as he drags his feet along the ground. He stares over his shoulder, watching everything he ever knew drop away as Ruvin leads him along by the wrist. He can no longer see the lights from the venue where he'll never play again, or hear the applause from the crowd. Back there is the home he'll never see again and the family who may as well forget about him, the few friends that he's made over the years and his acquaintances. Musical rivals who lack competition now that Subin's out of the picture.
Not only does the world he knew seem to disappear but most of civilization does as well. It's only one the world grows darker that Subin turns to face forward, to see where it is they are and where they're going. Out of the city. Away from everything he ever knew. Away from everyone who ever knew him. This is the sort of place where no one would ever think to look for him.
By the time they reach the large stone fence with the iron gate, Subin is no longer sobbing. He's run out of tears. His eyes are bloodshot and dry. His face is puffy and his cheeks are all splotchy. But he's not crying anymore, though there are quiet sniffles and the occasional hiccup.
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Subin says nothing for the rest of the walk. The only sounds coming from him are quiet sobs and the scuffing of his shoes as he drags his feet along the ground. He stares over his shoulder, watching everything he ever knew drop away as Ruvin leads him along by the wrist. He can no longer see the lights from the venue where he'll never play again, or hear the applause from the crowd. Back there is the home he'll never see again and the family who may as well forget about him, the few friends that he's made over the years and his acquaintances. Musical rivals who lack competition now that Subin's out of the picture.
Not only does the world he knew seem to disappear but most of civilization does as well. It's only one the world grows darker that Subin turns to face forward, to see where it is they are and where they're going. Out of the city. Away from everything he ever knew. Away from everyone who ever knew him. This is the sort of place where no one would ever think to look for him.
By the time they reach the large stone fence with the iron gate, Subin is no longer sobbing. He's run out of tears. His eyes are bloodshot and dry. His face is puffy and his cheeks are all splotchy. But he's not crying anymore, though there are quiet sniffles and the occasional hiccup.
"I'm home," he says softly, miserably.