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m_findlowTitle: Bowed, bent and broken
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto
Author: m_findlow
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Content notes: Spoilers for Torchwood audioplay "Broken"
Author notes: Written for Challenge 323 - Undone at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
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drabble_zoneSummary: Ianto has reached his breaking point. A double drabble.
Ianto pulled the trigger, sending the bullet high into the air where it wouldn’t hit anyone, but would certainly grab their attention. The excess of alcohol he’d consumed was beginning to make itself known. Where before he’d thought he had his emotions under control, they now ran unchecked as drunkenness set in.
He couldn’t believe how furious he was with all of them: Mandy, Jack, and this alien claiming to be their so-called Saviour. All of them were in this for themselves and none of them gave a damn about him. They’d been happy to let him think he was escaping to paradise, only to discover he was being trafficked as a human slave.
Even Jack didn’t seem to have his best interests at heart. He was simply jealous that Ianto might have struck up a friendship with someone that wasn’t him.
All of it was too much, culminating in this moment when his outrage, hurt and inebriation brought him emotionally undone. He wanted them all to go to hell. Just shove them through that portal, one by one, so that they could all know what it felt like to be betrayed by the people you thought were your friends.
Ianto pulled the trigger, sending the bullet high into the air where it wouldn’t hit anyone, but would certainly grab their attention. The excess of alcohol he’d consumed was beginning to make itself known. Where before he’d thought he had his emotions under control, they now ran unchecked as drunkenness set in.
He couldn’t believe how furious he was with all of them: Mandy, Jack, and this alien claiming to be their so-called Saviour. All of them were in this for themselves and none of them gave a damn about him. They’d been happy to let him think he was escaping to paradise, only to discover he was being trafficked as a human slave.
Even Jack didn’t seem to have his best interests at heart. He was simply jealous that Ianto might have struck up a friendship with someone that wasn’t him.
All of it was too much, culminating in this moment when his outrage, hurt and inebriation brought him emotionally undone. He wanted them all to go to hell. Just shove them through that portal, one by one, so that they could all know what it felt like to be betrayed by the people you thought were your friends.
