Okay guys, sorry for the sudden change. It's the same chapter, but with small bits added and it's changed to third-person. ^-^ Enjoy.
You're Not Here
Prelude
The night had taken forever to past in Springfield. Shooting stars flared in the moonless black sky that spread across the night.
Hoping she would get decent sleep, Serena Jordison was planning to get to bed early. Those plans never happen with her. She was too busy with paper work and making the plans for the next day. It was 01.15am when she got to bed. Serena curled up in a ball, trying to get the massive warm fuzzy sheet of sleep on her.
She closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep. She was lacking in sleep lately, strange dreams and unforgettable nightmares were occurring to her, a mysterious man chasing her in her deepest fears, her darkest desires.
She panics too much about her two sisters Nakita and Esmeralda, also her darling friend, Marge Simpson. Serena and Marge have been friends since School. They always attended KISS, KoRn and even Slipknot concerts. Marge has a loving family too, which Serena longed to have one day. The children are Gems and her husband is hilarious. Serena adored her family, and often sees them. She Baby-sits for them sometimes.
Sadly when Serena managed to sleep for two hours or so, she was interrupted by the loud ring-tone of Rob Zombie's Dragula. Forcing herself to get out of her peaceful slumber, her eyes ached open and she answered the phone.
"Hello?"
Serena heard the sound of weeping. The sound of a woman she knew.
"Serena," More crying. The voice of her older sister Esmeralda.
"What's the matter?" Serena's voice was full of concern, as she shot up from the bed, suddenly alive. She cried some more and Serena thought of her wide emerald eyes caked with watery tears, her gentle blond hair fluttering over her face in dread.
"It's happened again," She tearfully whimpered.
"Again?" She was confused what she meant at first, but she soon discovered, and she wished she didn't.
"Snake's in Prison again…can you help him get out again and at least see him now? Please?" Esmeralda cried gently down the phone. Serena went silent, her head hung down. She closed her eyes again and collapsed backwards into the soft yearning-feeling of sleep beneath her. She rubbed her eyes with her yellow hands.
Not again…Serena was also losing sleep because of her job. If her older sister wasn't going out with Snake Jailbird, maybe she would be able to rest in peace. He's always getting himself into trouble. This is the fifth times now, and the Jail-House is a pain to walk through, especially when you're a woman…
…Voices rose up to fill the Jail-House. They saw Serena walking down the cold, hallow hallway of the Jail-House. She was surrounded by cries and cheers of hungry men…dirty men! It's irritating, even worse now that she didn't get the sleep she needed. All around her was numerous Jail-Cells, out-stretched arms of grubby males reached out for her, as if she was some sort of Dollar Note flying away from them. She took her black Bike-Helmet off, shaking her long hair freely. Serena kept my eyes down; her lengthy brunette hair covered her face away from the Prisoners. Soon, she took her Leather jacket off, shaking off the cold, walking in her tight Biker suit. She had the ownership of Snake's Bike while he was away. The voices bounced back from the grey rocks and iron walls around her, and she tried to ignore them all.
"Hey, it's Leather-Babe!" One male cried out.
"Yeah, Jail-Bait's back!" Another hissed lustfully. Serena blushed, embarrassed.
"Woo-Hoo!"
She kept her eyes away from them. She hated her nicknames around here. Due to her job, she would come to the Jail-House often, not only for Esmeralda's boyfriend, but for other prisoners. Some time a few years ago, she used to be able to sit around and talk to some of the Prisoners freely, have some sort of close relationship with them. They were generally nice to her…some of them. The ones she liked really, that's how she met Esmeralda's boyfriend for the first time…in Prison…not a very good first impression. But now they're gone and were replaced with these Dumbasses, Serena lost faith in them all.
"Ah, don't worry Serena," Chief Wiggum reassured her from in front of her. She glanced up and saw the large Policeman smiling kindly at her. "They won't hurt you,"
She replied by a small smile. She knew that all the time, but coming back to the Jail-House brought back those abnormal happy memories. She wished she could feel welcome here, rather then being called 'Jail-Bait'.
"I know," She said lowly, her eyes narrowed. Serena's voice was naturally low anyway. Soon, Chief Wiggum pointed to a Cell beside him and walked away, giving her alone time. She walked towards the cold, iron bars and looked coolly at the figure sitting, hunched-over, on the small bed.
"Snake," Serena murmured. The figure's head shot up, his attention caught. His heavily sleeked-back hairstyle shone the moonlight towards her. When he stood up, she could smell the strong odour of smoke around him. He walked towards the bars and grinned at her, pleased to see Serena no doubt.
"Hey, Dudette," He grinned cheekily at her. She didn't smile back and her eyes dropped.
Serena deeply wished she was dreaming…and asleep.
"You came into my life without a single thing.
I gave in to your ways, which left me with nothing.
I've given in to smiles, I fell for all your games.
I wish so bad right now, I hadn't let you win."
-KoRn's Good God
