Categories > Movies > Once Upon a Time in Mexico > Darkness
Sheldon's life is far from perfect. Sometimes at night, no matter how hard he hugs Jack, or how deeply he breathes in the other man's scent; he can still hear Barillo and the sound of that damn drill. It's during night like those, that Jack holds him close while he cries and begs in his sleep. When that happens Jack rocks back and forth while whispering soothing words into his ear. Sometimes Sands calms down and sometimes he wakes screaming. During the day, Jack sits behind a desk. For the most part his days are repetitive and boring but he doesn't mind. At the end of the day he gets to go home to the man that he loves.
More often then not Sands becomes bored. The life that he leads in Mexico is a far cry from the high stakes one that he had lived while being employed by the CIA. When Jack is at work and Fernando, at school; he has time to reflect on how he got to where he is now. Sometimes the conclusion that he reaches is that life is cruel and unfair. That there was no way that he deserved what had happened to him.
Every once in a while though, he realizes exactly what happened. He had been given a second chance at life, now he had a family, it may not have been the white picket fence version that everyone dreams of, but it made him happy.
They had been living in Mexico for about a year, when Sands decided that it was time to call his mother. Suzanne Sands lived in California; he knew her number off by heart. He wasn't sure of she'd even want to talk to him. The only reason he was calling her was because she was she was the last loose end of his old life that he had yet to tie. So that afternoon, when he was alone, he poured himself a cup of strong black coffee and dialed her number. It rang about six times and he was just about to give up when a voice answered.
"Hello?" It was his mother's voice and he almost dropped the phone.
"Hi mom."
She gasped. "Sheldon?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "It's me."
Suzanne laughed uneasily. "The CIA told me that you were dead. They said that there had been some sort of accident in Mexico and that they had found your body."
He chuckled softly. "You know Government Agencies. They'll tell any lie they can, as long as it covers their own ass. There had been an, we'll use their term, accident but as you can tell, I'm not dead. I was working on exposing the activities of the Mexican Cartel. I was discovered, and they didn't like the fact that I had seen where their building of operations was or that I knew exactly what they were up to." He took a deep breath before he continued. "So they drilled out my eyes."
He heard her gasp on the other end. Those pieces of shit hadn't told her anything; he waited for the dial tone to sound in his ear. When that didn't happen he continued. He was trying to figure out exactly how much to tell her.
"It's alright now. I'm blind but it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm okay."
"Oh Sheldon."
He wanted to be near her. He wanted to show her that he was well and that he could function just fine as a blind man. "It's okay Mom. I live in Mexico with my boyfriend, and a child I've sort of adopted." That last sentence had been out before he realized that he had said it. He thought for sure there would be rebuttal or at least a noise of disgust. There wasn't.
"Are you happy Shelly?"
He thought for a moment. "Yes."
"That's all that matters."
By the end of their conversation he had agreed to visit her with Jack and Fernando, soon. As he sat at the table, drinking his coffee, listening to the ticking of his clock and waiting for his boys to come home, he realized that he had passed the test. He had been able to tell someone outside of his circle what had happened. He smiled to himself. For the first time he felt that everything was going to be fine. For the first time ever he was alone and he felt safe.
End.
More often then not Sands becomes bored. The life that he leads in Mexico is a far cry from the high stakes one that he had lived while being employed by the CIA. When Jack is at work and Fernando, at school; he has time to reflect on how he got to where he is now. Sometimes the conclusion that he reaches is that life is cruel and unfair. That there was no way that he deserved what had happened to him.
Every once in a while though, he realizes exactly what happened. He had been given a second chance at life, now he had a family, it may not have been the white picket fence version that everyone dreams of, but it made him happy.
They had been living in Mexico for about a year, when Sands decided that it was time to call his mother. Suzanne Sands lived in California; he knew her number off by heart. He wasn't sure of she'd even want to talk to him. The only reason he was calling her was because she was she was the last loose end of his old life that he had yet to tie. So that afternoon, when he was alone, he poured himself a cup of strong black coffee and dialed her number. It rang about six times and he was just about to give up when a voice answered.
"Hello?" It was his mother's voice and he almost dropped the phone.
"Hi mom."
She gasped. "Sheldon?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "It's me."
Suzanne laughed uneasily. "The CIA told me that you were dead. They said that there had been some sort of accident in Mexico and that they had found your body."
He chuckled softly. "You know Government Agencies. They'll tell any lie they can, as long as it covers their own ass. There had been an, we'll use their term, accident but as you can tell, I'm not dead. I was working on exposing the activities of the Mexican Cartel. I was discovered, and they didn't like the fact that I had seen where their building of operations was or that I knew exactly what they were up to." He took a deep breath before he continued. "So they drilled out my eyes."
He heard her gasp on the other end. Those pieces of shit hadn't told her anything; he waited for the dial tone to sound in his ear. When that didn't happen he continued. He was trying to figure out exactly how much to tell her.
"It's alright now. I'm blind but it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm okay."
"Oh Sheldon."
He wanted to be near her. He wanted to show her that he was well and that he could function just fine as a blind man. "It's okay Mom. I live in Mexico with my boyfriend, and a child I've sort of adopted." That last sentence had been out before he realized that he had said it. He thought for sure there would be rebuttal or at least a noise of disgust. There wasn't.
"Are you happy Shelly?"
He thought for a moment. "Yes."
"That's all that matters."
By the end of their conversation he had agreed to visit her with Jack and Fernando, soon. As he sat at the table, drinking his coffee, listening to the ticking of his clock and waiting for his boys to come home, he realized that he had passed the test. He had been able to tell someone outside of his circle what had happened. He smiled to himself. For the first time he felt that everything was going to be fine. For the first time ever he was alone and he felt safe.
End.
Sign up to rate and review this story