Ohh, it's the moment you have been waiting for. The times when Chief Wiggum mentions about an incident from the past that Serena hates talking about. In this instalment, she reveals all…well, all that she knows of so far… Mwahaha…..enjoy anyway ;)
Chapter 6
Serena's Secret
Serena, once again, spent hours talking to Sideshow Bob. Most of the time, he showed her little Castles in bottles he created and how he won a Grammy Award…and then lost it. He even explained how he tried to kill people, but ended up never actually killing. He hesitated about talking about his murderous plans, but Serena encouraged him to explain. She was very interested.
"I've heard various stories," Serena pointed out, crossing her legs as she sat closer to the Jail-Cell. "But I rather hear the truth from the guy himself,"
Sideshow Bob laughed darkly for a moment, as he shuffled closer to her. He explained about his numerous plans and Serena nodded once and a while. After he explained it, he closed his eyes and looked away, ashamed for his plans to be foiled. But he looked at Serena when he heard her clapping. "Wow, those plans are amazing!" She smiled. "I mean, you are such a genius! I couldn't think of complex stuff like that,"
Sideshow Bob smiled back, happy that someone admired his work, but his expression instantly turned grave.
"Aren't you scared of me?"
Serena giggled.
"Bob, you're as much human as I am. I'm not scared,"
"Aren't you?"
"Nope,"
Sideshow Bob, under the shadows of his Cell, smiled joyfully with a hint of darkness.
"Well, I appreciate your compliments," he bowed his head towards her. "Thank you," Serena giggled again, and pretended to bow down back to him with an invisible dress.
"No problem," She giggled. She watched as Sideshow Bob crept closer to the Jail-Bars, peering through at Serena, his interest grew even more.
"Serena, would you be disgusted if I asked you a very personal question?" His voice was soft and deep, the type of voice she adored. Serena shrugged.
"I guess it varies," She answered honestly. "Depends," She smiled and waved her hand to him. "Go on,"
Sideshow Bob waited for a moment.
"That incident with you and Snake," Serena's eyes widened. "What happened, exactly?"
Serena looked to the floor and sighed deeply. She has never told anyone the whole story before. But she looked at Sideshow Bob, his narrow eyes held onto her own.
"Well, I guess since you told me your secrets, I guess I can tell mine," She leaned her back against the uncomfortable bars and she stared at the empty cell before her. "I have never told anyone this, so consider yourself lucky," She giggled weakly. Sideshow Bob just sat on his bed and listened. Serena paused, wondering when to start. It seemed so hard explaining something she tried to forget about, but he was listening. No one else would listen to her, but he was! It gave her hope to speak. "Well, it happened three years ago, about a week later today…" She closed her eyes, thinking.
-Flashback-
I mean…seriously, I was pissed off then. I was a very angry woman. I would go on rampages for nothing, hurting whatever may come. It was because I was still in the horrible heartache-state about my Mother's Death. I never really got over it for a moment.
I normally worked at the Prison Cells with chief Wiggum and everyone. I would sit down and talk to the imprisoned men there. They were nice and everything. I would sing to them, greet them all and when it was Christmas, I even gave presents to them. But the outside happiness was neglecting the happiness of myself in the inside. I was too busy making other people happy; I have forgotten and neglected myself. Most likely because my insides were plagued with murderous plans and criminal fantasies. But I kept that side away from everyone. I didn't realise how false I was being with everyone and including myself I was… until my nightmare…
Something happened to my older sister, Esmeralda. She was walking around after getting some stuff late at night, some guy tried to…rape her. Luckily, another man stopped him and Esmeralda managed to run away. She was in tears when she explained to story to Snake and Me. Like I said, I was a very angry woman. Anything could set me off; from a global hazard to an innocent young boy… anyway, Snake gave me a glance before he started to question my stressful sister.
"Esmeralda, my darling Emerald, what did this man look like?" His voice was soothing to her, so she managed to explain. I stood by the corner, my eyes as dark as death. Each part my sister spoke about, every single blood-cell in my body began to boil this sudden blinding rage.
When Esmeralda's friend went to comfort her upstairs, Snake looked at me; our eyes matched the same hatred we had for the man. He grinned murderously to me and I flashed it back to him.
He knew what I wanted to do. I remembering him bending over to me and whispering: "Wanna join me?"
I did. I rode on his old Bike. The Bike he had that time. Just an old Honda. Anyway, luckily, Snake knew this man and we tracked him down. He was by Moe's Pub. It was already 3: 45am but I was wide awake. I had the urge to kill something. I just wanted to taste blood at the corner of my mouth, to see the red ooze spewed out of the body of my victim. I wanted to show him what was right and what was wrong. Problem was…what I did…or should I say, attempting to do was never right in the first place.
Snake parked by the side of Moe's and instantly he found him. Snake handed a knife towards me behind his back. I took it. Stainless steel, which made me smile, a sudden evil malicious laugh grew from my tongue and lips.
Snake yelled for him, his tone of voice was as angry as my emotions. The man ran. We chased after him. I've never felt so blood-thirsty in my life. We managed to rush towards him by the Apu's Kwik-E-Mart. We cornered him. Now my rage was over my limits, I was physically too tired to do anything. I got so wound-up, I wasn't ready to fight. But something changed my attention. I heard a click and to my horror, Snake was pointing a fully-loaded pistol. He looked at me and noticed how horrified I was. I thought he had a knife, just like me. The man snarled at us. That was when I screamed at him.
"You'll regret trying to rape my sister like that!"
"That's my girlfriend you just messed with," And with that, I screamed to heard an ear-shattering gun shot besides me. I wish I had more time to mock the man, because by the time I wanted to yell at him again, he was dead, a pool of dark red blood came out from his head. I snapped around to Snake, but his back was already towards me. I noticed that he was aiming the gun at someone else.
A woman and a child in her arms…
I…I didn't know what to do. My heart was consumed with so much anger, I wish I reacted fast enough to Snake rather then my emotions.
"Snake, what are you doing?" I asked nervously.
"These two are out pretty late! They saw us kill that man!"
"Us?" I piped back in horror. He glared hotly at me. "You mean you! I did nothing but followed you and hold a knife," By this time, I was very pleased that my anger past away and I was with my common-sense state again, but Snake wasn't. This was the moment I saw his murderous side.
"No!" He snapped heatedly, his gelled-back hair flicked around as he shook his head violently, rage caked his face like glue. "They're eyewitnesses! They saw this happen! You wanna go to jail?"
"I'm not going to jail! I did nothing!" I protested back. Snake scoffed a laugh.
"Yeah, well, who was the little murderous fiend that tagged along with me and agreed to kill the man?"
"I thought you meant scare him,"
"You're just being a pussy!" Snake yelled, saliva sprayed in the darkness. I glared hotly at him, but I cared more about the Mother and Child. If Snake killed this woman, it'll just be a recollection of me being motherless. If that did happen, I would have never forgiven myself.
Taking my life on the risk-wire, I dived towards Snake and we began to wrestle over the gun. The Woman cried out from her little spot and tried to run, holding onto the child protectively. Snake was stronger then me, but he struggled for a while. Then, my heart stopped. As we wrestled for the gun, Snake pulled violently to one side and shot a bullet. I was amazed at the shot, but it felt as if I was shot in the heart.
Suddenly, I felt my heart go cold, crumbling in the centre of my chest and dying away instantly. I felt the little heroic golden-Halo above my head get knocked off and replaced with growing blood-red devil horns. I saw the woman freeze, no noise came from her. I saw a little wet, black spot in the centre of the child and they both stared at us in shock. One moment, they stood there like China Dolls, and when they crashed onto the floor, dead, I felt my life coming crashing down onto the floor beside them, dead as well.
I screamed and Snake stared at the figures in horror. Instantly, my rage came upon me like a bullet train and I clenched my fist as hard as I could. I punched Snake across the face and he crashed onto the floor, the pistol flew out of his hand and landed beside the dead mother and child.
"You bastard!" I screamed. I could have been able to hear my voice echo throughout Springfield. I rushed onto my feet towards his Bike. My body was shaking so hard, I found it hard to sit still on the Bike seat. I wanted to leave Snake to his doom and tell Esmeralda. I was so raged and so scared, that I had…an accident. I rode faster then I normally do…and to my fear, the bike tilted too far left…I crashed onto the road, screaming in horrendous pain, the indescribable pain struck me like Thunder and I cried out to the heavens for help. As the Bike crushed my left leg, I tried to prey it away from it, but several tons of metal was too hard for me.
I was sent to a hospital and I was fine soon. I do occasionally get the struggle of using my left leg and it does something lock itself, which it painful to snap back into place. I would cry out in the middle of the night when it did.
After that incident, the Police found the bodies, and because of the incident that happened to me, they assumed it was me. Luckily, Chief Wiggum kept that source of information behind, but not for long…I was given the hottest glares and the most hateful looks from everyone for years. Even Esmeralda believed in the lies. No one listened to me, no matter how hard I tried to tell them.
So, I kept away from my Job in the Prison Cells. I have never forgiven Snake for that moment, and yet he didn't help me out of it and admitted the crime himself. He kept away from it.
I do partly blame myself for moments. I mean…I could have said no to Snake when he invited me on his murdering spree. And I could have reasoned with him so that the Mother and Child would have rushed away safely and unnoticed. But I had to wrestle the gun…if I didn't…
-End of Flashback-
"If I didn't argue with Snake…that mother and child would have came back home alive…"
The cold, grey concrete flooring suddenly had several droplets of hot water hitting the floor. That was until Serena noticed that she was crying. She sniffed loudly, clearing her throat. Sideshow Bob's jaw nearly hit the ground when she explained the story. What she told her was startlingly horrific. He didn't realise how much of a terrible state she has been, over many small things changed her life. She stared at the floor, scared of looking at Sideshow Bob, though she felt so free. She wasn't as clogged up as she was for the past three years.
Something white fluttered under her nose. She blinked her eyes clear and she could smell men aftershave. She looked and saw the same white handkerchief she encountered a few hours ago. She looked up; her tearful eyes looked through her hair. Sideshow Bob smiled, waving the handkerchief before her.
"There is a reason why I'm offering you this," he replied, his voice soft and it calmed her tears right down instantly. She smiled sadly and took the handkerchief.
"No one believed me. No one wanted to listen to me and no one stood up for me. So, I eventually didn't care about myself as much. I just wish people believed me as Guilt-Free…" Serena growled into the handkerchief. She rubbed her tears away with it, but kept hold of it tightly.
"I believe you, Serena,"
Serena looked up to Sideshow Bob, who actually grabbed hold onto her hand and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Serena's heart fluttered with happiness. Was he being serious? Does he believe her?
She wiped her tears and giggled happily.
Sideshow Bob smiled back.
