It had been several days since Johnny had last seen Liz, but every time he
went out he could feel an eerie presence. I feel so odd about this Johnny
said. Why would she want to give things to me, let alone build a
partnership. I'm afraid I might do something awful to her, but she seems so
aware of the filth around us, and she is not at all afraid of me. I just
don't understand. Johnny said scratching his head. I feel weird about her
not like a sexual feeling, like she is me, like she's just another one of
my minds tricks, a person made up to keep me company. Because it seems like
when ever I am most lonely she appears.
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Johnny sat with all the lights out watching anything on the television that wasn't MTV or some boring soap opera. When he hear a loud pounding on his door. Open up Johnny it's the police!! Oh shit! Can it be I finally got caught? Sweet was accumulating on his forehead, ok just a minute. He undid several locks on his door and slowly opened it. There stood Liz laughing hysterically. You bitch! Johnny yelled. I should slit your throat for that! Cool it she said pushing past him and setting herself onto a box of nails. What are you doing here? Johnny demanded. I just stopped by to see how you liked your gift. She looked over to see that one of the was covered in fresh blood on the floor. I see they worked quite effectively for you.
Yes he said the cut very good, better than any other ones that I have. Liz can I ask you a question? Johnny asked. Sure go for it she said licking away a smudge of black lipstick from her teeth. Well he said crossing his legs. Why are you being so nice? And why do you choose to follow me? Well she said stretching out her long slender legs. I saw you a month or so ago, I was on my way to a near by rave to knock off some dope heads and that's when I saw you, through the window at the café letting everything all-out, I was amazed. So I decided to look up on you I got your address from some punk kid down the road before I killed him. Damn horny teenagers. And well I watched you and learned that you and me we have allot in common. Both social rejects cursed with the knowledge of the shit that's really out there, she said lighting up a cigarette (Authors note: now would be a good time to say don't smoke kids!!) I see from your face that you agree. So what's your story? Liz asked. Parents beat you? Kids kick your ass in high school? Or just doing it for fun? I don't want to talk about it. Johnny said what's your story? Well she said slowly, it began about 12 years ago i was ten or so, I was living in a low rate apartment building in the city, you know the kind of place roaches dripping ceiling bars over the windows. One night a couple of gang members broke in my older sister hid me in the closet just to be safe. Just as she closed the door the gang member broke into the room I watched through the key hole as they beat and raped her then finally shot her in the head along with my mother and father. I was sent to live with my grandmother until I was 17. Well my first killing was the four bastards who kill my family. Oh how I loved that there faces so unsuspecting. I remember them pleading and begging what they did and me laughing at them at how much they cried poring all my sorrow into them.
Johnny looked up at her to see that she had been crying. When she noticed that he had seen he she jumped up and wiped her face, I have to go she said as she darted out of the house. Johnny did nothing to stop her.
* * * *
Johnny sat with all the lights out watching anything on the television that wasn't MTV or some boring soap opera. When he hear a loud pounding on his door. Open up Johnny it's the police!! Oh shit! Can it be I finally got caught? Sweet was accumulating on his forehead, ok just a minute. He undid several locks on his door and slowly opened it. There stood Liz laughing hysterically. You bitch! Johnny yelled. I should slit your throat for that! Cool it she said pushing past him and setting herself onto a box of nails. What are you doing here? Johnny demanded. I just stopped by to see how you liked your gift. She looked over to see that one of the was covered in fresh blood on the floor. I see they worked quite effectively for you.
Yes he said the cut very good, better than any other ones that I have. Liz can I ask you a question? Johnny asked. Sure go for it she said licking away a smudge of black lipstick from her teeth. Well he said crossing his legs. Why are you being so nice? And why do you choose to follow me? Well she said stretching out her long slender legs. I saw you a month or so ago, I was on my way to a near by rave to knock off some dope heads and that's when I saw you, through the window at the café letting everything all-out, I was amazed. So I decided to look up on you I got your address from some punk kid down the road before I killed him. Damn horny teenagers. And well I watched you and learned that you and me we have allot in common. Both social rejects cursed with the knowledge of the shit that's really out there, she said lighting up a cigarette (Authors note: now would be a good time to say don't smoke kids!!) I see from your face that you agree. So what's your story? Liz asked. Parents beat you? Kids kick your ass in high school? Or just doing it for fun? I don't want to talk about it. Johnny said what's your story? Well she said slowly, it began about 12 years ago i was ten or so, I was living in a low rate apartment building in the city, you know the kind of place roaches dripping ceiling bars over the windows. One night a couple of gang members broke in my older sister hid me in the closet just to be safe. Just as she closed the door the gang member broke into the room I watched through the key hole as they beat and raped her then finally shot her in the head along with my mother and father. I was sent to live with my grandmother until I was 17. Well my first killing was the four bastards who kill my family. Oh how I loved that there faces so unsuspecting. I remember them pleading and begging what they did and me laughing at them at how much they cried poring all my sorrow into them.
Johnny looked up at her to see that she had been crying. When she noticed that he had seen he she jumped up and wiped her face, I have to go she said as she darted out of the house. Johnny did nothing to stop her.
