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chriSTINE
07 February 2006 @ 06:22 pm
I started this short story a while back, and I posted it then. Well, I decided to go back and add some more to it. Let me know what you think.



A key turned in the lock on the rusty, old door. A man swaggered in, smelling immensely of whiskey. He slapped his hand against the wall, and then flipped the light switches; overhead, bright fluorescent lights began to glow. With the glow of the lights completely illuminating the room, the man could see the urine and feces that covered the floor; the ammonia that hung heavily on the air made him cough violently. His eyes widened when he saw his possessions shackled before him. They bowed their heads in his presence, not daring to make eye contact. He loved to see them shiver and shake when he was near; he felt alive. They made him feel like a King. He walked around to several stalls, eyeing his possessions. He reached around to his back pocket and pulled out a notepad and a pen. His pen danced across the paper, taking note of those who did not live through the night. “Only two, that’s good,” as the words left his mouth, another man had flung the door open. Their cold, dark eyes met. “About damn time you got here, Larry,” the first man said. The newly arrived man, Larry, shrugged his shoulders and swayed over to meet the first man.
“Shut the fuck up, Earl,” Larry coughed. This was their daily routine. Together they finished the walk around the building, taking notes.
“I do believe it’s your turn,” the silver-headed man said, extending an arm towards her face to run a finger over her cheek. As his arm began to reach for her, she bawled out in terror. “Hold her, Larry, dammit.” Larry’s thick, rough hands grasped her hips from the side.
“She’s all yours, Earl,” Larry chuckled. As Earl walked behind her, she knew exactly what was in store for her today. She frantically tried to escape from Larry’s grip, but he held her too tightly.

The raping of her body only took a few minutes, but it felt like hours to her. She screamed and cried, trying to get a good kick at Earl, but nothing worked. Once finished, they left her alone and searched for their next victim. Exhausted and sore, she cried herself to sleep. Her sleep, however, was soon short lived. “God dammit, Earl. You picked the wrong one. That first one is useless,” Larry hollered.
“Well, shit,” Earl sighed. “All that work for nothing. Such a shame, ya know. She was a pretty young thang. Built perfectly.” Earl walked behind her. He smacked her rear, she winced and her muscles tensed at the sting. “Well, Larry. Let’s get her on the truck then.”

Larry and Earl surrounded her; she searched for a way to get between them and run, but to no luck. She screamed and cried as the two men pulled her out of the building, the building that housed her dear friends, her only home. Her friends’ voices bellowed after her, but none dared to giver her aid. She resisted and pulled against them as they shoved her into a truck. They shut the doors and slide into the cab and began driving. She was tossed around the back of the truck, the men hadn’t even bothered to secure her. She was naked and filthy, and she shook from fright. It was the summer and the sun was beating down hard. Her eyes took quite a time to adjust to the sunlight, for she had never seen it before. The air began to grow thick and she was finding it hard to breathe. Her heart was racing and sweat was dripping from her body. She licked her dried and cracked lips, so thirsty she was.

At last the men stopped the truck. They went around to the back, the doors flung open. When the fresh air hit her face she smiled. Her smile soon faded when she saw the two men standing there before her. Larry hopped into the truck, and crawled behind her. She started to run forward, but there was Earl. Larry’s hands pressed against her back and began pushing her forward. Earl grabbed her legs and together they got her out, letting her fall onto the dusty, gravel road. She tried to rise to her feet, to make her escape, but she was weak and the pain in her head only worsened after her fall. Earl tied a rope around her legs and began pulling her towards two large doors. Larry turned a key and pushed them wide open. A terrifying smell filled the air. They pulled her into the building, her eyes searched frantically around the room to find a way out, but to no luck. Her feet were sliding easily across the floor; it was slippery. Her eyes wandered down to the floor, she screamed. The floor was covered in dried and fresh blood.

Suddenly, Earl stopped pulling her. She looked up and met his eyes, his lips twitched into a crooked smile. A loud pop noise filled her ears and pain roared from her back. Again. She turned her head, just in time to see Larry swinging a thick metal rod. Her gave her another blow to the back. It seemed like hours to her that she laid there in her own pool of blood and Earl and Larry took turns beating her. Earl swiftly swung his leg backwards, then will all of his strength he threw it forward, his foot making contact with her head. The splintering sound sent her into unconsciousness.

Once they saw she was completely out, they pulled her into an adjacent room. The walls were covered in blood and various body parts. Knives and axes lined the walls. Buckets, some empty, some not, lined the walls. The floor, caked in dried blood. She awoke to Larry tying up her ankles. She tried to fight him off, but was just too weak. He began to pull on the rope, which lifted her up off the floor. She hung upside-down from the ceiling. The blood rushed to her head and she blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to stay awake. She opened her bruised and bleeding eyes to see Earl standing before her with a rusty, bloody knife clutched in his hand. Her heart began to race; she tried desperately to escape the ropes the bounded her legs together, but just caused her body to begin to swing back and forth, causing her to become dizzy and even weaker. She stared, wide-eyed, at the knife he held, unable to move her eyes. Her heartbeat began to grow faster as he approached her. He reached up and grabbed her shoulder to stop her from swinging, raising the other arm, holding the knife. She screamed as his knife pierced into her throat, just under her chin. His knife sliced its way to her. There she was left to bleed to death. She swung slowly back and forth. Her eyes blinked one last time, as the blood poured out of her body. Her misery was finally ended. Her beautiful, but lifeless, bovine body hung suspended in the air.
 
 
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Current Music: "First Kiss At the Public Execution" by the Blood Brothers
 
 
chriSTINE
16 June 2005 @ 05:20 am
I haven't been able to sleep the whole time I've been up here. I've been getting around 4 hours of sleep every night. Well, morning.. since I don't even lay down until around 6-7 am. *Sighs* Today was pretty hard. Seeing my dad lay in a casket. I couldn't bare to even look at him for quite a while. After I did, I ended up just running out of the building, running to the side, and sitting down against the building. My uncle came out and talked to me for quite a while. It was really nice. He made me feel a little better. Kyler and I talked for quite a while when I went out to my car to sit for a bit. Talked him from coming up here tonight [erm.. last night?], but only because I thought it would be extremely awkward for him. He has also been staying up with me during my times of non-sleeping time. Hehe. I'm really thankful of him. This time would have been so much more worse if it weren't for him. Cheering me up and making me smile. Thank you, Kyler. Words really can't even begin to describe how much you mean to me and how much all that you have done means to me.

Leaving tomorrow. They are having the service starting at 11, ending at 12. Then we'll come back here and pack. Then a dinner at my dad's church, then we head home. Probably won't get back home until 8 [9-fast time]. Kyler is coming down, which gives me something to look forward to tomorrow. - Hope my mom doesn't mind. lol

I wrote my dad a letter, that I'm going to put in his casket.
 
 
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Current Music: Shakira on VH1
 
 
chriSTINE
13 June 2005 @ 11:23 pm
So.. yeah. I'm at my dad's right now. Got a call at about 9-10ish telling me that my dad had taken a turn for the worst and that my aunt and uncle were heading up there. So I got up, started getting ready. I got a lot of phone calls during that time, until my uncle finally called me saying, "You need to get down here NOW!" and telling me to drive VERY fast. So, I jumped in my car, and ended up going 75-80 mphs down the road, which has a speed limit of 55 mph. I passed 7 cars, including a very large semi-truck. When i finally got down there, my uncle greated me with a hug, and told me that "We just lost your father." My knees went completely weak and he was holding me up. I cried a lot, then went home and packed some clothes and went back down. Alicia drove my car, and we followed my family up there. I have yet to see him. I'm not really sure when I will. I believe the funeral and a viewing down at my house will be either Friday or Saturday, but I'm not sure. They are having a viewing and service up there, but he is going to be buried down where I live.

I feel really awkward being on his computer, in the room where he spent his time since he has been sick.

I also just wanted to thank everyone out there who has been there for me. It really means a lot to me. *Hugs all of you*
 
 
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chriSTINE
11 June 2005 @ 09:29 pm
I never really have anything that interesting to say, and it being the summer, I still don't. EXCEPT.. KYLER AND I ARE GOING TO HAVE AN ATARI/NINTENDO EXTRAVAGANZA!! I'm so excited. There shall be an earth-shattering explosion when I walk through the front door, because the both of us are having some extreme excitement build up within us. Hopefully I can get up there this coming Monday. I also have to get his birthday card made up. It shall be fantastic, or at least the way I have it planned it is. He is also going to teach me some beginner Japanese, which will be a total blast.

My birthday is in 16 days!!! [June 27th] I'm going to be the big 1-8. *Rolls her eyes* Really, the only thing that will change is that I can buy porn, lottery tickets, join the army, get a credit card, and hopefully be able to spend the night up there in Bloomington or Bedford, so that I don't have to drive all the way back home at 2 or 3 in the morning.

My face is peeling like whoa. I have really no idea why, but it is. So, this morning in the shower, I used my regular face exfoliant, but that didn't work. So, I tried mixing some other face wash with sugar and used that scrub. Hopefully that get all the dead stuff off, so it won't peel anymore. The only problem with that is, now that I'm sitting here, I still have damn sugar in my eyebrows. I think maybe I should re-rinse my face. lol. Or is it that I'm just so damned sweet, I got sugar coming out of my pores

Miami in just over a week. [8 days.] Eep. I am so unprepared. I've began my lists, but have yet to finish them. Oh well, I'll get it together before I go. Loads of sunscreen must be pack, since even though I spent a couple days out at the pool, I still have absolutely no tan. Oh well. It would be nice to not be so damn pale all the time, but whatever. lol.


It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks I dreamt of where we'd stepped
And the whole mess of roads we're now on.
 
 
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Current Music: "Caring is Creepy" by the Shins
 
 
chriSTINE
09 June 2005 @ 07:29 pm
Blood Brothers last night.. mmmm.. *Orgasms* Okay, maybe I won't take it that far, but it was awesome. lol Clint and I agreed it was a long night of sexing it up.
Got up to Bedford, met up with Mike, and he drove to Bloomington. Got to Drew's and basically jumped in the car [Clint, Drew, Mike, Lacey, and I] and headed to Indy. Some "cunt" cut him off on the way there, but all is well. Went to the mall to eat. Got pizza and couldn't eat it all. IT WAS FUCKIN' HUGE!! lol Then we headed to Bubba's, where we kind of got lost. Had to stop and ask directions, which really didn't help us that much. Finally found the place. Got in line, which was HUGE, and soon after a guy came out to tell everyone that the show was sold out and only people with tickets in hand or willcall tickets would get in. Luckily, Clint got us willcall tickets. Got in, and it was ACTUALLY A BOWLING ALLEY. lol It was pretty awesome, sort of small, but good. It was REALLY effin' hot. I ended up taking my shirt off.. I had a tank top on underneath, which kept falling down. rawr. Lacey poured water on herself and me. The floors were wet, which sucked, because the mosh pit was sliding every where. I some how kept finding myself in the midst of it, but all is well. Except the guy who elbowed me in the.. uhh.. hip-region, I guess thats what it is. Left a pretty nasty bruise. The show rocked, even though the Blood Brothers didn't play very many new songs. No "Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Crash", which sadden us all. But they did play "Trash Flavored Trash", "Peacock Skeleton With Crocked Feathers" and "Teen Heat", which just made my day. All in all, it was a really fantastic night. The girl's bathroom's toliets flooded and there was water everywhere. It was pretty gross. There was this really awesome girl in the pit - Lacey and I told her she was awesome after she was done. Fun was defintely had.

After the show, we got back to Drew's and Lacey went home. Drew basically went straight to bed. Said hello to Kyler. Hung out upstairs with Mike, Danny and Clint for a while. Then Mike and I left. I ended up staying out a little later than I had planned.. didn't get home until 4:30--when my mom's alarm clock was going off. lol She wasn't too happy about it, but she isn't mad either.
 
 
Current Mood: soresore
Current Music: "Trash Flavored Trash" by the Blood Brothers
 
 
 
chriSTINE
Today was rather boring, once again. My father called me, basically to ask about my Social Security check and to thank me for coming up. He said his dad and his family came to visit him yesterday, but he was feeling to sick to be really social and that he doesn't expect them to come back.

I just finished mowing and am now just cooling off before I go take a shower. I looked up from mowing, to see my new neighbor sitting out on his porch, watching me. I was freaking out a little bit because my chest was practically popping out of my tank top and I was bending over a lot. Meh. Hopefully, he wasn't watching during those times. Now, I'm sneezing from the stupid grass and such that was tickling my nose. Meh. I'm hot and am now in a dire need of a shower. Ew.

I think I'm going to actually get in the pool tomorrow, but also lay out by it. I really, really don't want to go to Miami as white as I am now. I'll burn so bad if I do.

TWO DAYS UNTIL THE BLOOD BROTHERS IN INDY. I can't wait, either. It was fantastic seeing them the first time, but I hadn't even heard them then. They were amazing live and their CD, that I got afterwards, is great. So, now, that I know their songs and have actually listened to them, it'll be even better.

..I also want to take up photography. My mom use to do it, and I love looking through her photo albums. I'm going to see about her getting her old camera cleaned, so I can have it. [Maybe she'd do that for me for my birthday.]
 
 
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Current Music: "Mr. Brightside" by the Killers
 
 
chriSTINE
Today was dull. Though, I was little Miss Popular today. Tyler, Brad, Jason, Chris, and Drew all called me today. Pretty much all of them out of the blue. Chris came over and borrowed Dr. Strangelove. And just as he was pulling out of the driveway, my mom pulled in. I thought I was going to get in trouble, but it was no biggie. I told her he just came over to borrow a movie, and that was that. I cleaned the pool today. Bleh. It made my arms really tired, but then I took a nap, and they don't even hurt now. I have to clean my room tomorrow.. if I want to do anything this weekend and because its a total mess. Bleh.


Boredom struck me, like an arrow to the heart.Collapse )
 
 
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Current Music: "Nothing Better" by the Postal Service
 
 
chriSTINE
31 May 2005 @ 11:10 pm
I am so tired of all of this. I just want to run away from it all. It is all really too much. I just want to be able to relax and not have to worry.. about college, money, wills, death, school, working.. anything. I want to just jump in my car and drive until I run out of gas and don't have any money left. Then put up a tent and lay on the ground watching the stars come out, then the night sky fade into daylight.

Seeing my father didn't quite turn out the way I had hoped/thought it would. Nothing really changed. My mom and I talked about it a lot today. I'm not going to let this shit get to me.. I can't.. and I don't fucking want to. I'm young, and I'm not going to let him fuck up my summer. That probably makes me a horrible person, but screw it. I'm done worrying about people and I'm done feeling sad/upset. I'm going to be happy. I'm not going to let him get me down just because he is a fucking pussy.

Someone come rescue me and take me away from it all..
 
 
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Current Music: "Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand
 
 
chriSTINE
17 May 2005 @ 10:06 pm
I found out last night, at 11pm, that my dad's cancer has gotten very large, and that his doctors said there is nothing else they can do for him, and he has 3-5 months to live. It was all VERY hard to stomach, and I don't think I have yet to do it. I cried a lot, pretty hard. Harder than I have in a VERY long time. I woke up this morning to red dots all over my eyelids and around my eyes.. I'm thinking I must have broke some blood vessels or something. *sigh* I'm going to see him as soon as school ends. My grandmother told my sister that she thinks my dad has accepted it. He will be buried down here, which I am [semi] happy about. I want him here, not way up there. He wants to see everyone, but he can't travel.

I don't want my daddy to die.

I have yet to talk to him since last night. I'm kind of dreading to. [Does that make me a bad person?]

School was a bitch today. It has been for a couple of days. Its hard to be happy and its hard to concentrate on school, when your mind is elsewhere; in a dark, sad place.



[copied from my myspace blog - http://www.myspace.com/wheretheywander]
 
 
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Current Music: "Tip the Scales" by Rise Against
 
 
chriSTINE
10 May 2005 @ 09:47 pm
School has been really boring. Not really doing much there.

Wanting to go to see the Blood Brothers tomorrow at Headliners, but I don't know if I can. I should probably ask.


I took new pictures, and I'm bored, so I'm posting them; as well as a quiz-thingy.
Your hands on me. Pressing hard against your jeans.Collapse )
 
 
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Current Music: "Lover I Don't Have to Love" by Bright Eyes