Friday, October 9, 2015

Death Before Dishonor 1.11

Chapter 1
1.11 Mixed Martial Arts: Last Will And Testament

Roger threw on his hoodie and left before his mom and sister could come up with anymore bright ideas on how to help him. It infuriated him how his mother always babied him. He wanted to take care of her for once. There was no way that Roger would allow his mom to loose one more thing for his sake. She had given up so much of her life to take care of him and his siblings as a single mother.

Roger knew that she never dated anyone seriously because of them. She always said that no one would love her kids or do for them like she would. She was afraid that if she let someone in they wouldn’t understand their family dynamic or be sympathetic to everything they had been through. She could not take the risk that someone might mistreat her kids even if that meant being both mother and father. She would even pick up extra shifts and work a second job just so they had what all the other kids in the neighborhood had. Roger had leaned on his mother for long and now he just wanted her to be able to lean on him.

Roger had his hoodie zipped up the very top and his hood pulled tight across his face. It was a usually cold morning as the wind whipped through the trees. It was eerily quiet in his neighborhood as he walked to over to Bobby’s place. As he approached Mary and Bobby’s house he could see that she had a sign on the deli they owned next-door saying they were closed for the week. Roger pulled off his hood and jogged up the stairs to the front door and knocked. He could hear Mary’s Chihuahua barking and footsteps coming towards the door as he shivered. Mary opened the door and she was disheveled still in her long cotton robe and pajamas holding her barking Chihuahua.

“I can come back.” Roger said quietly.

“No come in I want to get this over with.” She said as she sniffled as let in Roger in.

Roger came in behind Mary and shut the door. He followed her quietly into the kitchen and sat down at the table. “Do you want some coffee?” Mary asked as she put the dog down on the floor.

“No I’m fine.” Roger said as Mary began to pour herself a cup of coffee.

“That’s the will he wrote for you on the table in envelope.” Mary said as she approached the table with her cup of coffee and sat down.

“For me?” Roger asked confused.

“Yes that one is especially for you.” She replied with tears in her eyes. “Go ahead open it and read it.” Mary said as her voice trembled.

Roger slowly opened the enveloped and began to read the letter. As Roger read it he began to tear up. “Mary did you know about this?” Roger asked as he began to cry.

“Yes we discussed plenty of times when he was alive.” Mary said. “Bobby really believed in you.” She added as started to cry.

“I can’t believe this he left me the gym and the slaughterhouse.” Roger said quietly as stared down at the letter.

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Rockcity Rapland 3.12

Chapter 3
3.12 Secrets and Lies: Trust Me

Alejandro sat down next to Camilla and took her hand. “Trust me.” He whispered in her ear.

“I do trust you its just that you don’t know my family like you think you do.” Camilla said.

“Look tomorrow after the funeral I’m going to tell everyone that we are getting married and they will have no choice but to get along like they did when your parents got married.” Alejandro said.

“What?” Camilla exclaimed. “My uncle is nothing like my grandfather he will not agree to this.” She said. “It will surprise me if he doesn’t drag me out of your house and force me to live with him.” She added.

Alejandro chuckled, “That will happen over my dead body.”

“You playing but I’m serious my uncle is no joke he will kill you and whoever stands in his way.” Camilla said.

“Your uncle just wants more power and territory.” Alejandro said.

“Yeah and he will do whatever it takes to get it.” She explained.

“He wont have to I will just give it to him.” He replied.

“Oh really and what is your uncle going to say about that?” Camilla asked.

“What can he say I’m the boss,” Alejandro laughed.

“Are you really willing to give up part of your families territory and possible cause friction between you and your uncle just to be with me?” Camilla asked.

“I would give up any and everything just to be with you.” Alejandro said as he stared intensely into Camilla eyes.

Camilla smiled and kissed Alejandro on the cheek. “Why don’t you ask me to dance boss man.” She grinned.

“May I have this dance?” Alejandro asked with a smile as he stood up and held out his hand.

Camilla put her hand in his and stood up as he pulled her close. She melted in his big strong arms as he kissed her passionately. Angelo stood across the room in the corner watching them in disgust. He balled up his fist in anger and clenched his jaw. His glare could burn a hole in them.

“Let it go.” His Uncle Geno said. “You are here to work.” He said.

“Why does he get to have fun while we have to work?” Angelo asked angrily.

“Because he’s the boss.” Geno replied.

“Only by title.”  Angelo mumbled.

“Hey this is still new to him he just needs time to adjust.” Uncle Geno said. “He needs her more than you do.” He said.

“Who Camilla?’ Angelo laughed. “I’m not thinking about her.” He said.

“Don’t lie its obvious that’s she’s the reason you and your cousin are not getting along.” Uncle Geno stated. “I mean its understandable she is cute, but you just want her he needs her.” He said.

“How is that how does he need her more than I do?” Angelo asked annoyed.

“Being the boss is a lonely job he is going to need someone he can talk to you.” Geno said. “He has to be strong in front us but with her he can be vulnerable and scared.” He added. Angelo began to chuckle. “Hey don’t laugh I know these things I been married thirty years.” Uncle Geno said.

“Oh i believe you I just didn’t know you were so sensitive.” Angelo laughed.

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Thursday, October 8, 2015

Karma 1.11

 Chapter 1
1.11 Be Careful What You Wish For: Insult to Injury

“Cameron let it go.” Carmen said wearily. “I’m tired I just want to go inside and get some sleep we talk about all this in the morning.” She said.

“Yeah that’s if we make it to the morning.” Cameron mumbled as he got out of the car.

“I heard that!” Carmen exclaimed as she got out of the car.

Everyone was out of the car except Nicole. She sat frozen in the front seat as everyone else waited on her doorstep. Nicole could not believe what was happening things like this only happened in the movies. She was now afraid to go in her own house because of something stupid she had done over jealousy. Nicole hated Arianna and it made it easy to wish that bad things would happen to her. But now that bad things were happening it was real and frightening. Nicole just wanted to be back on top she wanted to be the most popular girl in school again. She did not want Arianna to get hurt for real Nicole did not even know if Arianna was still alive.

“Nicole!” Seth yelled from the doorstep. He yelled her name numerous times but she was in a daze. Seth walked over to Nicole’s side of the car and opened the door. “Nicole!” he exclaimed as he shook her. “Are you okay?” he asked concerned.

“Yeah I’m fine.” She stammered as he startled her. Nicole reached over and grabbed the keys out of the ignition.

“Well come on and get out the car.” Seth said as he grabbed her hand. “We are all here with you that thing isn’t going to hurt you.” He assured her as he led her to the front door.

Nicole slowly walked up the steps to her front door. Her hands trembled as she fumbled with her keys. “Anytime today.” Cameron said.

“Shut up can’t you see she’s scared.” Carmen said.

“Aren’t we all scared?” Cameron asked. “But I want to be scared in the house where its warm at.” He said.

“Nicole give me the keys.” Seth said calmly.

Nicole handed Seth the keys and he quickly unlocked the door letting everyone in. As Seth shut and locked the door he noticed that Nicole still looked afraid. She stood still in the center of the room franticly looking around while Cameron and Carmen made their way to the kitchen. “Hey I’m starving what do you have to eat?” Cameron called out from the kitchen.

“Nicole.” Seth whispered as he took her hand and led her into the kitchen. “Do you want a drink or something?” he asked as he helped her sit down at the bar.

“Yeah get me something strong.” She replied. “And there should be some leftover pizza in the fridge.” She said as she buried her face in her hands.

“Here lets go sit in the living room.’ Seth said as he handed Nicole a Vodka cranberry.

“Okay.” She whispered as she followed Seth out of the kitchen.

Cameron put two slices of pizza on a plate and put them in the microwave as Carmen sat at the bar on her phone. “Hey Carmen.” He whispered.

“Yes.” She replied without looking up.

“I was thinking we should ask that thing for something too.” He grinned.

“What are you crazy?” Carmen asked as she looked up Cameron in shock.

“I been thinking Seth is right if that thing wanted to kill us we would be dead already.” Cameron explained.

“No.” Carmen shook her head.

“I’m sick of seeing my mother get beaten by that rich prick he thinks just because he has money he can whatever he wants just like all the other rich assholes.” Cameron said. “Whether you agree or not I’m going to ask that thing to kill him.” He said. “Look I won’t ask you help me just do me one favor.” He added.

“Okay what is it?” Carmen asked giving in.

“Don’t tell the others.” Cameron said as the microwave began to beep.

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Lane Bryant

I Know Your Type 3.12

Chapter 3
3.12 Ninety-Nine Problems: Goodnight

The more Dawn drank the more sadistic images popped up in her head. It was getting harder for her to play nice with Dylan. They were enthralled in the throes of passion on her black leather couch. Their warm bodies began to perspire against each other. Dylan ran his fingers through her hair as he kissed her passionately. He pinned had her pinned between him and the couch as she moaned in pleasure. Dylan ran his lips down her neck to her collarbone as she squirmed beneath him.

Dawn could tell that Dylan had drunk too much. Dylan was all instinct and no inhibition. He only had one thought on his mind and that was making love to Dawn. But all Dawn could think about was slitting his throat. With every kiss Dylan placed on Dawn’s bare skin she began to feel nauseous. Part of her loved him but the other part of her was sickened by his very presence.

She inhaled deep and long while he thrust back and forth on top of her. As his cologne filled her nostrils she was overcome with a feral lust for blood. She suppressed her lust as sweat began to drip from his brow onto her face. Dawn sunk her fingernails into his back and ran her fingertips down his hot wet skin. Dylan pushed back his dripping wet hair that was matted to his forehead and tried to catch his breath.

“Are you done?” Dawn asked.

“Yeah why aren’t you?” Dylan asked as he sat up.

“Yeah I was just asking.” She replied. “Do you want another beer?” Dawn asked as she got up from the couch.

“Sure.” Dylan said as watched Dawn walk into the kitchen. Her naked body was still wet from his sweat and her hair lay damp and lifeless on her shoulders. Dylan could not think of a reason as to why he continuously cheated on her. As he watched her in this moment she was the epitome of perfection. Dylan hated to admit it but he was falling in love with Dawn all over again and this time it was for real. It was not like when they were in college and he loved her like a horny teenager. He was a man now and he saw more in Dawn than just her appearance he saw how smart and caring she was.  

“Put on another movie.” Dawn called out from the kitchen as she grabbed a bottle of Zolpidem from the kitchen cabinet. Dawn took a pill from the bottle and began to grind it up in a bowl. Next she quietly put the pill bottle back into the cabinet and poured the crushed up pill into a bottle of beer. Then Dawn slowly swirled the bottle around until the pill had completely dissolved.

“Okay what do you want to watch?” Dylan asked as he put his boxers back on.

“I don’t know whatever you want to watch.” Dawn replied as she walked back into the living room holding two beers.

“Thanks.” Dylan said as he took a beer. “I could just play the movie we just watched again since we did not really watch it.” He said as he took a gulp of his beer.  

“That’s cool.” Dawn said as she sat down and smiled seductively.

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