Till my tears run Dry
A lil somethin' I wrote about Devi and Nny. Awwwww!!
The night was cold, Like always. The people walked down the street, oblivious to the real world. Snow started falling. each flake cold and new. Everyone was walking in and out of stores, bags in hand, buying things for family and friends. But there was one person who didn't go into any stores, didn't laugh, didn't smile. He stood in the shadows that the dying, leafless trees cast. Clad in black, the figure stepped out from the shadows, and began to walk down the street, hoping to blend in just this once. No such luck. The moment his steel-toe boot hit the sidewalk, the people's happy smiles changed into skeptical frowns, all directed at him. Johnny.
The so-called misfit continued to walk, trying his very best to ignore the hateful stares of the eyes that burned through him. It hurt. Johnny growled angrily. He hated it. Why couldn't he be accepted as a human being? 'Oh, that's right, I look diffrent.' He mused to himself. He sighed and shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, but not before flipping up the collar of his trench coat to sheild his face from the cold...and the eyes.
Nny walked into a random gift shop, just to look around. Hell, maybe he would even get a present for Devi. It was the least he could do after trying to kill her. He flipped the collar back down again, and hugged his trenchcoat tighter aroung him. He heached out to pick up a sno-globe. He shook it and watched the little flakes of plastic fall back down. Devi would like this, she collected them. He smiled and took a diffrent one off the shelf. Maybe this Christmas wouldn't be so bad, after all.
Just as Nny was picking the sno-globe up, a guy laughed at him.
"Who would a freak like that have to buy a present for?"
Johnny turned to the left, to find a teen-aged kid, about 17 years old, chuckling and glancing at him once in a while. Nny dropped the globe and pulled out a long, sharp knife from under his trench coat and took a gunslinger's stance just before the globe hit the ground and shattered. He faced the kid and spoke.
"So, I'm a freak, huh?What makes you say that, enlighten me, please."
The guy crossed his arms and smirked. He was really amused my his thin attacker.
"Well, you're a gay-ass faggot, and I can tell, cause you're so damn skinny. You're a freak 'cus of your stupid boots, and your stupid attitude, you fag."
"Really..."
Johnny's fave tool on a sardonic smile as he moved closer, starting to scare the kid a little. All of a sudden, Nny shot toward the kid, lightning fast. He spoke with each sentence punctuated with a painful slash of the KNife.
"First of all, I'm not a faggot, that's british for cigarette."
A slice to the arm.
"Secondly, I'm not a freak. I'm a psycho."
A cut to the face.
Thirdly, this is not a 'jacket'. It's a trench coat."
Another slash to the stomach.
The kid stood there in pain, eyes bulging, and mouth agape. Blood poured from his wounds. He fell to his knees and cried out. Johnny kicked him in the side and drove the knife through his back, mercilessly. He noticed the clerk was staring at him in horror, as was all the customers. He couldn't let them remember what they saw, and he needed the blood. He launched himself at the people and began his bloody rampage. Once finished, he picked up a new sno-globe and left money in the counter for the new and broken one. God, people were such shit holes.
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The door to Nny's house slammed shut after a fer corpses were dragged in. Nny sighed heavily and plopped himsself down on the couch, shaking the snowglobe he had gotten for Devi.
"Johnny.Why did you get that thing? It's so stupid. Plastic flakes in a glass ball? How horribly kitsche.."
"Shut up, D-boy."
"Really, Nny, why?"
"For Devi..I..It's a present."
"What? For that little wench? After running away from you and all? You should kill her."
"Eff!!! I don't need your crap right now. I fucking tried to kill her."
"Try harder, Nny."
"No! Just shut up! STOPPIT!"
Johnny whipped out a short knife and threw it at Eff, just missing his head. D-boy laughed maiacally, the was silenced by another knife close to his head.Nny brought his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself.
"....Just...stop."
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Devi was sitting alone in her room, watching TV, because Tenna had gone shopping with Spooky. She sighed as the announcer on the news had just reported 17 murders on the lower east sid eof the city. It had to be johnny, no one else could do that. The newas ended and a KFC commercial came on. She and flicked off the tv. Maybe she'd go for a walk.
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YAAAAA!!!!!! That was chapter one. Sucky, huh? hee hee. It wasn't supposed to..if it did. I really like this fic..I think it's turning out fairly well. R&R, pweeease!!!
A lil somethin' I wrote about Devi and Nny. Awwwww!!
The night was cold, Like always. The people walked down the street, oblivious to the real world. Snow started falling. each flake cold and new. Everyone was walking in and out of stores, bags in hand, buying things for family and friends. But there was one person who didn't go into any stores, didn't laugh, didn't smile. He stood in the shadows that the dying, leafless trees cast. Clad in black, the figure stepped out from the shadows, and began to walk down the street, hoping to blend in just this once. No such luck. The moment his steel-toe boot hit the sidewalk, the people's happy smiles changed into skeptical frowns, all directed at him. Johnny.
The so-called misfit continued to walk, trying his very best to ignore the hateful stares of the eyes that burned through him. It hurt. Johnny growled angrily. He hated it. Why couldn't he be accepted as a human being? 'Oh, that's right, I look diffrent.' He mused to himself. He sighed and shoved his hands deeper into his pockets, but not before flipping up the collar of his trench coat to sheild his face from the cold...and the eyes.
Nny walked into a random gift shop, just to look around. Hell, maybe he would even get a present for Devi. It was the least he could do after trying to kill her. He flipped the collar back down again, and hugged his trenchcoat tighter aroung him. He heached out to pick up a sno-globe. He shook it and watched the little flakes of plastic fall back down. Devi would like this, she collected them. He smiled and took a diffrent one off the shelf. Maybe this Christmas wouldn't be so bad, after all.
Just as Nny was picking the sno-globe up, a guy laughed at him.
"Who would a freak like that have to buy a present for?"
Johnny turned to the left, to find a teen-aged kid, about 17 years old, chuckling and glancing at him once in a while. Nny dropped the globe and pulled out a long, sharp knife from under his trench coat and took a gunslinger's stance just before the globe hit the ground and shattered. He faced the kid and spoke.
"So, I'm a freak, huh?What makes you say that, enlighten me, please."
The guy crossed his arms and smirked. He was really amused my his thin attacker.
"Well, you're a gay-ass faggot, and I can tell, cause you're so damn skinny. You're a freak 'cus of your stupid boots, and your stupid attitude, you fag."
"Really..."
Johnny's fave tool on a sardonic smile as he moved closer, starting to scare the kid a little. All of a sudden, Nny shot toward the kid, lightning fast. He spoke with each sentence punctuated with a painful slash of the KNife.
"First of all, I'm not a faggot, that's british for cigarette."
A slice to the arm.
"Secondly, I'm not a freak. I'm a psycho."
A cut to the face.
Thirdly, this is not a 'jacket'. It's a trench coat."
Another slash to the stomach.
The kid stood there in pain, eyes bulging, and mouth agape. Blood poured from his wounds. He fell to his knees and cried out. Johnny kicked him in the side and drove the knife through his back, mercilessly. He noticed the clerk was staring at him in horror, as was all the customers. He couldn't let them remember what they saw, and he needed the blood. He launched himself at the people and began his bloody rampage. Once finished, he picked up a new sno-globe and left money in the counter for the new and broken one. God, people were such shit holes.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
The door to Nny's house slammed shut after a fer corpses were dragged in. Nny sighed heavily and plopped himsself down on the couch, shaking the snowglobe he had gotten for Devi.
"Johnny.Why did you get that thing? It's so stupid. Plastic flakes in a glass ball? How horribly kitsche.."
"Shut up, D-boy."
"Really, Nny, why?"
"For Devi..I..It's a present."
"What? For that little wench? After running away from you and all? You should kill her."
"Eff!!! I don't need your crap right now. I fucking tried to kill her."
"Try harder, Nny."
"No! Just shut up! STOPPIT!"
Johnny whipped out a short knife and threw it at Eff, just missing his head. D-boy laughed maiacally, the was silenced by another knife close to his head.Nny brought his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around himself.
"....Just...stop."
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Devi was sitting alone in her room, watching TV, because Tenna had gone shopping with Spooky. She sighed as the announcer on the news had just reported 17 murders on the lower east sid eof the city. It had to be johnny, no one else could do that. The newas ended and a KFC commercial came on. She and flicked off the tv. Maybe she'd go for a walk.
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YAAAAA!!!!!! That was chapter one. Sucky, huh? hee hee. It wasn't supposed to..if it did. I really like this fic..I think it's turning out fairly well. R&R, pweeease!!!