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A Disturbing Tale I Wrote Part 2 |
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I don't understand what happened after I fell asleep but I woke up back in my bedroom the following morning. My clothes were changed though. I got up and want downstair and to my suprise my mom left a note saying.
Dear Billy,
I'm off at work, Your not allowed to go anywhere until I return home. I'm planning on taking you out to Olive Garden.
Love, Mom
"Mmmmm, some nice Italian food would be good," I thought to myself. I walked into the kitched and grabbed another Amp out of my four-pack. I had two left. I guzzled that son of a b***h down so fast I almost hurled it back up. "This can't be good for my stomach at all," I thought to myself. I walked into the living room and turned on the Discovery Channel. I threw myself on the couch. Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe was on. It's my favorite show on that channel. Though Mike does do some dirty ******** s**t on it, I still like it. I watched it all the way through until Deadliest Catch came on. Now I like that show alot but I wasn't in the mood for watching it.
I turned the television to Cartoon Network. Camp Lazlo was on, probably the upmost ******** retarted show in television histroy next to everything on the Disney Channel. I shut the television off and sat at my computer desk. I had this sudden urge to masturbate. I was about to look up pornography but then I decided not to. I really don't know why I wanted to but atleast it went away. I instead went on myspace and as usual I had no comments or messages. So I got off. I walked up stairs and as soon as I was about to enter my bathroom to take a piss the damn phone rang.
I picked it up. "Hello," I said into the phone. "Billy why aren't you in school man?" asked the person... he sounded like my brother. "Tom is that you?" I asked. "Yeah, so why aren't you in school?" he asked. "I kicked Petes ******** p***y a** for stealing my girl," I answered. "Hahaha thats my little brother, so yeah I called to see if Mom was around," he said. "You know she has work you idiot," I said to him. "******** your right dude," he said. "So your out of the comma I see, how was it?" I asked. "Dude I think I came in contact with God man," he said. I laughed histerically when I heard him say that. "What?" he asked. "Nothing nevermind," I answered. "Yo I'll call back later when Ma gets off work," he said, and hung up before I could say bye. I went to the bathroom and did my buisness. I washed my hands and walked into my bedroom. "Lets kill some time," I said to my self as I sighed. I walked to my dresser and looked at my pocket watch. It was only 8:30 A.M. seeing that time pissed me off like no tomarrow. I wanted it to be atleast 1 o'clock so school would be out soon, but no because God hate poor old Billy.
I set up my paint supplies and my canvas paper. I wanted to paint so badly I just had to. I set up the tripod and began my painting. I was in a sort of depressed mood at the time so I wanted it to look how I was feeling. Let my feelings pour out on it. I probably sound like a fagget right now for saying that but who gives a flying ******** these days. So my painting was coming together nicely. Above the rose in the clouds behind it was Laurens face, she looked depressed and she was crying. I there were ravens flying everywhere in this picture. By the time I finished it the time was 12:49 P.M. Finally it's nearing the time of school ending. I put the paints away and let the painting dry on my bed.
I got dressed in a pair of tight black jeans and put on a H.I.M. shirt. I put my wallet in my pocket and hung the chain from a studded belt I decided to wear. I combed my hair down as it should. My hair was black at the time. I straightened it a tiny bit. My hair was very shiny for some reason, and it straightened very very well. I let the hair sorta cover my eyes a bit. I put on my favorite pair of skater shoes. Black etnies with red on the laces and the E was red. I sat in my bathroom and starred at myself in the mirror for a few minutes. I opened the medicine cabinet and those pills were gone. I didn't even give a s**t really. I went into my brothers room which was next to mine. I picked the lock with ease. He acts like the lock is something good. ******** tart. I opened his door and saw on his dresser a bottle of pills. I opened it and tinkerbell was imprinted on the pills this time. "Whats with him and these cartoons," I said aloud. I took two pills out and swallowed them dry. These pills were different than the one I had. I almost immediatly felt myself go numb.
I stumbled down the steps and fell into the living room. I crawled onto the couch and laid down. Those Homies were on the table next to it. I looked at them and suddenly the clown blinked. "I didn't have to beat the s**t out of you this time," I said to him. "You got dat' right bra... I ain't gonna go through dat' again," he said to me. "Well I don't need to talk to you this time," I said to him. He knodded and went back to a figure. I pulled myself to sit up straight. I starred at my reflection in the TV in front of me. I heard a noise like someone was walking up stairs. I looked at the roof and back down and there was a ventriloquist dummy standing infront of me at my legs. He had bloody dripping from his eyes and cuts all over his face. He had a very decent suit on with a tie, the tie had a little picture of a cartoon kittens head. The tie was striped black and pink. Yet the kitten was white. To my suprise I wasn't scared at all. "Hello there little guy," I said to him. "Cheerio Billy," he said as his head tilted side ways. "How do you know my name?" I asked. "Because I am God," he said to me as he fixed his head. "Really?" I asked. "No you boob," he answered. What I thought was funny is he had an strong English accent. "So how do you know my name?" I asked. "Lucky guess," he said. "Ok whatever," I said to him. Even though I really didn't believe him for s**t. "So Billy anything you want to talk about?" he said to me. I expained to him basically everything that happened in the past few days. "Well by the looks of things Jimmy-I mean Billy, you got yourself into a bit of a problem, " he said to me. "No s**t," I replied as I rolled my eyes. Then out of no where I heard an alarm clock bell go off. Then this dummy pulled a huge ******** alarm clock out of his pocket and looked at the time. "Well sorry I can't stay any longer Billy, looks like I'm late for a meeting... Farewell!" he shouted to me. He suddenly jumped into the air and this portal appeared under him and he fell into it. I don't know why but seeing him do that pissed me off. I stood up and ran to the back wall and punched it. "That little s**t and his portals!" I screamed. I fell onto the ground and went to sleep in the fetal position. I woke up to my mother over me.
"What are you doing here?" she asked. "I don't know I fell asleep I guess," I said to her. She looked at me like I was some idiot. I stood up and looked around. My mom was oddly silent that day. I walked outside into the cool yet still warm day. The sun was setting behind the trees of my neighborhood. I noticed that I forgot my iPod but I didn't bother to walk back inside to get it. I walked out of my neighborhood and onto the highway. I walked to a 711 and went to the back where they had the energy drinks. I always hated seeing people drink Monster. Everyone in my ******** school was obsessed with it. I got a Bawls energy drink out of the fridge and walked to the counter. I bought it and left the place. I took the cap off and guzzled down about half the bottle. "So much for going to Olive Garden," I said to myself. I wanted to cry for some reason. I began singing In Joy and Sorrow by H.I.M. Tears started to roll down my cheeks. I only sang the chorus and stopped. I finished the bottle and smashed it on the wall. I started to walk aimlessly down the highway with my hands in my pockets. I had the urge to jump into the road and s**t in the middle of it, but I didn't obviously. When I thought of shitting in it though I started to crack up like a b***h. Eventually I returned home. I believe it was around 9:00 when I got back. My mom was gone but I didn't bother to call her cell to check up on her. I went upstairs and sat on my bed. I kinda just had my hands in between my legs and I just starred at the floor.
I felt very depressed, I don't know why exactly. I sat like that for a while. I heard my mom walk inside. I checked the time it was 9:53. I basically wasted the whole hour so I just decided to go to sleep. I couldn't sleep though. I was pretty much laying in my bedroom frozen. I didn't want to move and I didn't want to sleep. I looked at the clock and it was 1:27 a.m. I got really mad though cuz even though I didn't want to sleep I wanted time to go by a little faster than it was. I closed my eyes and woke up to the sun shining in my window. "******** I fell asleep," I said to myself. I walked into my bathroom and grabbed a pair of scissors in my medicine cabnet and started to snip my nose hairs. Please don't ask why dude, I was ******** bored. I usually am. My mom was already gone for work. I couldn't figure out what to do. (to be continued)
Notakashi · Thu Aug 30, 2007 @ 10:52pm · 1 Comments |
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