Chapter Two of : Be My Neighbor.

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters but my own. If I owned Baby she would probably be my wife by now :0 lol, so yea I do not Own Rob Zombie's Characters

Rating T: For Violence, and Language , and Suggestive themes.

The Sun shown through my window waking me up. I looked around for my alarm clock and found it on the floor. I got out of bed and reached for it behind the end table. 8:03 it said. I figured it was probably a good Idea to get breakfast started. Who knows if that fat ass, Paul, would beat me for not having breakfast on the table.

So I headed Down stairs.

I wondered if Paul did any shopping for groceries yet. I went through the living room to the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Pickles, milk, and hot sauce; that sounded appetizing. I decided that I did not have many options so I went to the living room to watch "The Jetson's" Or what ever shit was on Saturday morning.

Turn's out it was "Tom and Jerry."

It had been the beginning of the episode so I decided to continue watching it. About half way trough the episode I heard the heavy footsteps of Paul come down the stairs.

He stopped when he got to the living room

"Melody, go make me coffee." He went sat down in the reclining arm chair to the left of me. "What the hell? No , what do I look like, a house wife?" I said pissed, I hate when he treated me like his slave.

Paul grabbed the remote off the coffee table and threw it at my arm. It hit me and I clutched my arm knowing there would be a bruise. "God damn it bitch, you do what I tell you or I'll beat the Shit out of you." He looked back at the T.V. and I decided to just make the coffee. I could use a cup anyways

As I turned on the machine and waited for it cook I thought about what I was going to do today. "Maybe I should go to Baby's house," I thought. Then I had a flash back to what happened the other day with her brother, Otis, and I wasn't so sure. I didn't really have a good feeling about that guy.

I poured two cups of coffee. One for me and one for Paul. I should have spit in his but I thought it would be to obvious. So I didn't.

I brought it over to him and he snatched it quickly out of my hands. I sat down and we began watching TV in Silence. Some dumb court show was on now and I was getting really bored, but I knew I needed to get permission to do anything today from Paul. Before I could say anything, Paul already made my plans for the day.

"You are to go into town and buy some groceries," I loved when he tried to act like a parent, it just made him look like even more of an idiot. "…and you are going to apply for Jobs" "What the Fuck?" I asked angrily. "Why couldn't he find a job" I thought, but then I remembered that Paul pretends to be crippled and lives off welfare. To live lavishly, he lived off of mom's money. And to be the lazy spoiled fuck that he is, he was going to take money from my work to make himself happy.

"I said your going to get a job," He repeated. "I can't survive on my own here, we need a money income too live here. Since you finished up school already you need to learn responsibility anyways, so God fucking Damn it, get a Job!" He slammed his coffee cup on the table and the Coffee got all over his hand. "Fuck!" he screamed. "Clean this up, now!" He ordered. I went into the kitchen and got some paper towels and threw them at him.

I started towards the door.

"Don't come back till you have a job, lazy bitch!" he yelled as I walked out.

How Ironic

As I drove into town looking for something to do I realized that it really sucked here

Almost everything was old and every time I walked out of the car to get something or apply for a Job I was told eighter to fuck off or to give the boss "Special Sexual favors."

Overall my job hunt was turning into a shit storm.

Finally I stopped at a weird gas station on the very edge of Ruggsville. A place called Captain Spaulding's.

This was my last hope in getting a job, unless of course I wanted to work at the local Bunny ranch.

Which was something I was not planning doing

I parked Paul's piece of shit in a sandy lot and walked in to the creepy clown store.

Terrific

As I walked in I felt like I just walked into a fucked up little kids nightmare.

Around the shop, or what ever you would like to call it, there were a whole bunch of weird mutant things.

Most of them were dead. Strangely, some of them looked really real. If I did end up getting a job here I would have to ask the manager how he made them. I looked at the front of the gas station and saw who was probably the guy they called Spaulding.

This man was in a clown suit and had greasy clown make-up on. He had a little hat that made him look kind of dumb, but already from the looks of the guy, he looked like a man not to be fucked with.

"Uh hi…" I said as I walked up to the counter. "Howdy," He said and smiled showing an array of severely rotten teeth. "Um, I was wondering If I could apply for a job here…" Before I could even finish the clown started laughing hysterically. I gave him a minute to catch his breath. "Are you pulling my leg, girly?" He asked. I looked at him with a very serious look. "No, I was actually completely serious. " He laughed again. "Shit you sure are funny… Why the hell…" He laughed again. "Why the hell would you want to work here?" I tried to explain why but he cut in. "Are you even from around here, I've never seen your face before.." "Uh yea…Me and my step dad just moved here…" he slapped his hand down on the counter.

"Well I'll be.." He said. "You really aren't jokin now are ya?" He asked. "No…" "Damn…..well I work alone pookey, so you can take your little hinny and move out of here."

"Ok Look…" I cut in. He held his hand up in front of his ear like I was going to tell him the secret of how to save the world from fiery meteorites'. " I need a job really badly. This is the last place in town that I have applied, the rest wanted eighter nothing to do with me or too much." He laughed again. "Well what do you expect, we don't get many of em lookin like you around here." He waved his hand. "Cept for Baby, she's beautiful dosen compare to any of the farm girls here…" I was surprised that he had mentioned someone I had actually knew. "Oh she's my neighbor actually, is she popular around her or something. I looked up at the clown waiting for a response. "Popular?" He said. "She's my daughter, you're the new folks that moved in next door." Spaulding shook his head. "Well I'll be…"

I was really surprised now

This town must be miniscule, I could not believe that I just ran into my neighbors dad. "hmm…" The clown put his finger to his chin like he was thinking deeply about something. "Well I'll tell you what…" Now it was my turn to listen. " You and your family come over tonight for dinner and you get the job, deal?" He asked.

What the hell was up with everyone wanting me and Paul over for dinner? Maybe it was Southern hospitality, or something but it was something I was not used to.

Back in Theresa, though it was a small town almost everybody kept to them selves. Here in Rugsville everyone seemed to want to be in your Bubble.

But on the bright side, if I went to this dinner I would get a job and Paul would not try to kill me as I sleep

Sounded like a great Idea.

"Uh sure…" I said. "Really, that's all I have to do?" I asked, still confused on why I didn't have to show any skills or special qualities I had. I didn't even fill out a résumé.

"Well there ain't much ya need to know. " He stated. "and since your Baby's neighbor, it'd be good to have ya over." I still looked somewhat confused. " It'll all work out, you'll see…" I shrugged "Sure , Baby seems cool anyways," "That's the Spirit," He gave me a creepy thumbs up. "See ya at 7pm tonight," He walked into the back and I walked out of the store.

Life her in Ruggsville sure was different from Theresa.

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