Disclaimer: Just as I said on the first chappie, it's the same old brand
new story. =)
Chapter II
"Hey woman! Get the hell up, you've got cleaning to do!" Stephanie shouted out at Luci, tossing a wet mop onto her bed.
Luci's drowsy eyes suddenly opened as Stephanie threw the broom at her. She could see the angry image of her mother. Luci didn't look quite like her; she was slim and had long and curly light blonde hair, she always wore a lot of makeup, and the word 'conservative' wasn't in her fashion dictionary. It took time to realize that she had fallen asleep and forgotten to wake up early to do her usual daily chores.
Even though Stephanie really was the mother of the house she was never the 'house wife'. She spent more time pampering herself with makeup, spas, perms etc. This left Luci no choice but being the slave of the household.
Quickly putting on a clean worn out shirt and a pair of denim shorts, Luci made her way to the kitchen. Derick, a big built man with piercing blue eyes and grey hair that was always styled in a military cut, had a can of beer for breakfast before leaving for work. Trisha, her stepsister, a 19 year old slim platinum blonde girl with green eyes with bony features who wasn't what you would call 'pretty', was busy coloring her nails. Duncan was out in the living room watching a football game. And Stephanie stomped down the stairs dressed up for going out to play bingo.
"You better start cooking girl! We're all starving!" Trisha muttered angrily at Luci, throwing a small bottle of nail polish towards her direction.
She cooked a great amount of bacon and eggs for Duncan and Trisha only, since Derick and Stephanie had already left. With a little bit of complaining about the food from the both of them, Luci was quite glad that they were in too much of a hurry to get to college to take their insults and mocks too seriously. It took Luci about 4 hours for her work around the house to be done leaving her free for the whole evening, so Luci planned to go out for some fresh air. There was nothing to worry about...all of them won't come home until late in the evening...so no one could catch her roaming around outside. Luci grabbed her washed out pink sweater and headed out the door. Relief took over her as she took in the wonderful aroma of the forest, but her eyes had to do a bit of adjusting since she stayed in the dark far too long.
Nothing mattered to Luci now, yet again, she was free from all harm for the time being. She made her way into the path of trees as her shoes crunched on the dead twigs. Life would've been easier if they just let her go...she could've supported yourself easily.
Luci graduated valedictorian back in high school and was awarded a scholarship. But Trisha hated the fact that she was smarter than her...well, honestly Trisha wasn't smart at all to begin with. Stephanie eventually favored Trisha by declining Luci's scholarship, and instead of Luci going to a prestigious college, she actually ended up in the dumps...so much for determination.
Luci's thoughts pulled her out of reality but as she came back, she found yourself near by the lake. This made Luci think about another memory...she recalled what happened to her last night. "Mort Rainey..." Luci mentally whispered.
She found his name utterly familiar...but one thing she did recall was that Mort mentioned living close to the lake. As if by instinct, Luci went on a hunt for a cabin of such.
Mort Rainey was somewhat quite intriguing. Luci has heard rumors of him before...not very nice rumors. Some say he killed a lot of people, including his own ex-wife and her boyfriend...but that didn't make it clear. First thing's first; there was no evidence...thus leaving Mort squeaky clean. And if he was a killer, then why did he seem harmless and normal when he offered to drive Luci to the store? Clearly, Luci really believed that the rumors were totally rubbish. To her own opinion, Mort was the type of person who couldn't even run over road kill without feeling guilty.
Something distracted Luci from her thoughts...she felt like she was being watched. Luci circled around the place she was standing and then distinctively heard someone breathing hard.
"Who's there?" She nervously choked as she picked up a big rock. "I've got a rock and I'm not afraid to use it!"
The breathing sounds got louder.
"You are definitely sick!" Luci bravely shouted out...she wasn't moved at all...hearing someone breathe was far more mild than getting hit with a belt buckle.
As soon as Luci turned, something jumped out from the bushes.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She tumbled back and dropped the rock.
Chapter II
"Hey woman! Get the hell up, you've got cleaning to do!" Stephanie shouted out at Luci, tossing a wet mop onto her bed.
Luci's drowsy eyes suddenly opened as Stephanie threw the broom at her. She could see the angry image of her mother. Luci didn't look quite like her; she was slim and had long and curly light blonde hair, she always wore a lot of makeup, and the word 'conservative' wasn't in her fashion dictionary. It took time to realize that she had fallen asleep and forgotten to wake up early to do her usual daily chores.
Even though Stephanie really was the mother of the house she was never the 'house wife'. She spent more time pampering herself with makeup, spas, perms etc. This left Luci no choice but being the slave of the household.
Quickly putting on a clean worn out shirt and a pair of denim shorts, Luci made her way to the kitchen. Derick, a big built man with piercing blue eyes and grey hair that was always styled in a military cut, had a can of beer for breakfast before leaving for work. Trisha, her stepsister, a 19 year old slim platinum blonde girl with green eyes with bony features who wasn't what you would call 'pretty', was busy coloring her nails. Duncan was out in the living room watching a football game. And Stephanie stomped down the stairs dressed up for going out to play bingo.
"You better start cooking girl! We're all starving!" Trisha muttered angrily at Luci, throwing a small bottle of nail polish towards her direction.
She cooked a great amount of bacon and eggs for Duncan and Trisha only, since Derick and Stephanie had already left. With a little bit of complaining about the food from the both of them, Luci was quite glad that they were in too much of a hurry to get to college to take their insults and mocks too seriously. It took Luci about 4 hours for her work around the house to be done leaving her free for the whole evening, so Luci planned to go out for some fresh air. There was nothing to worry about...all of them won't come home until late in the evening...so no one could catch her roaming around outside. Luci grabbed her washed out pink sweater and headed out the door. Relief took over her as she took in the wonderful aroma of the forest, but her eyes had to do a bit of adjusting since she stayed in the dark far too long.
Nothing mattered to Luci now, yet again, she was free from all harm for the time being. She made her way into the path of trees as her shoes crunched on the dead twigs. Life would've been easier if they just let her go...she could've supported yourself easily.
Luci graduated valedictorian back in high school and was awarded a scholarship. But Trisha hated the fact that she was smarter than her...well, honestly Trisha wasn't smart at all to begin with. Stephanie eventually favored Trisha by declining Luci's scholarship, and instead of Luci going to a prestigious college, she actually ended up in the dumps...so much for determination.
Luci's thoughts pulled her out of reality but as she came back, she found yourself near by the lake. This made Luci think about another memory...she recalled what happened to her last night. "Mort Rainey..." Luci mentally whispered.
She found his name utterly familiar...but one thing she did recall was that Mort mentioned living close to the lake. As if by instinct, Luci went on a hunt for a cabin of such.
Mort Rainey was somewhat quite intriguing. Luci has heard rumors of him before...not very nice rumors. Some say he killed a lot of people, including his own ex-wife and her boyfriend...but that didn't make it clear. First thing's first; there was no evidence...thus leaving Mort squeaky clean. And if he was a killer, then why did he seem harmless and normal when he offered to drive Luci to the store? Clearly, Luci really believed that the rumors were totally rubbish. To her own opinion, Mort was the type of person who couldn't even run over road kill without feeling guilty.
Something distracted Luci from her thoughts...she felt like she was being watched. Luci circled around the place she was standing and then distinctively heard someone breathing hard.
"Who's there?" She nervously choked as she picked up a big rock. "I've got a rock and I'm not afraid to use it!"
The breathing sounds got louder.
"You are definitely sick!" Luci bravely shouted out...she wasn't moved at all...hearing someone breathe was far more mild than getting hit with a belt buckle.
As soon as Luci turned, something jumped out from the bushes.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She tumbled back and dropped the rock.