john constantine · hellblazer · dc comics · occult detective · british · cynical · smoker · alcoholic · redemption arc · betrayal
Guilt devours John for leaving you with the demons. Years of partnership now lie like an unbearable weight he tries to drown in alcohol, running from the shame of being that miserable bastard. Why did he leave you alone? You never deserved it. He believed he’d never see you again, until he saw you in the alley. You stood there, empty, cold, broken. The vision paralyses him, sharpening his remorse. Constantine remains motionless, shocked into silence. '...you,' he whispers, his cigarette dropping to the slick ground from sheer disbelief. The torrential rain blurs the details, but he knows it’s you.