Disclaimer - I do not own the super cute Mort Rainey, or any other stuff.
Although, I do plan on owing him when he comes out on DVD! *Sigh*
Hi there! Well, this is my first attempt at a Secret Window fanfic - or any other - besides my Benny and Joon one (for that matter). So I'll try my hardest not to be too crap. OK? So please be kind!!! - I'm very fragile!
For any people who read my Benny and Joon story - I WILL finish it . . . eventually. I've got serious writers block at the moment, but I will definitely finish it sometime soon! Also - it will require effort so not to be a serious anti-climax after building up to it for the last 11 chapters!
Ok, my Secret Window story *gulp* here it goes . . .
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Lilly extracted a slightly crumpled piece of paper from the glove compartment of her lime green Volkswagen, pulling over to the side of the road to inspect it more carefully. Tashmore Lake. She looked up though her windscreen to see the giant weathered wrought iron sign - TASHMORE LAKE. 'Well, I guess this must be it' she thought with a small sigh of relief.
Lilly Fairbanks had just undergone a painful break-up with her fiancee of two years. Gradually over time, it seemed they had simply drifted apart. It broke her heart nonetheless. Oh yeah, the fact that Thomas had been screwing his new secretary on the side may have played a teensie weensie part in the matter. But only a small part - of course! Lilly just couldn't believe it when she had walked in on them one day - she had come to meet him for lunch as a surprise. And a surprise is what she got.
She decided to move out. There were just too many painful memories for to remain, even in the same city as him - but she was not ready to live alone just yet. This is why she had decided to answer the ad in the paper advertising for a roommate in the beautiful town of Tashmore Lake.
She drove slowly through the town, taking in the beautiful scenery. 'What a beautiful place' she thought, her eyes lighting up with delight. She scanned the street for a vacant parking spot . . . 'ah, there we go' she smiled to herself while easing the car into the space. Grabbing her handbag from the back seat, she climbed out and strode inside the general store. The door opened with a ring. "Hello" the woman behind the counter called out cheerfully. "Hi" Lilly called back in a warm tone. Lilly approached the counter, removing her wallet from her bag. "One packet of . . . those please" she said, pointing to a packet of cigarettes on the back wall. She then paused as the woman turned to retrieve the cigarettes. "Anything else deary" the woman inquired, "oh yes, could you please give me some directions?" Lilly asked while fishing around in her handbag for the paper. Coming across it, she handed it to the woman. The woman scanned it thoughtfully before pausing. Pale, she shoved the paper back at Lilly. "Why would you possibly want to go there?! Haven't you heard the stories?!" the woman cried out melodramatically. "Well actually, I've never - " Lilly started, before being cut off by the woman who beckoned her closer. The woman dropped her voice to a mere whisper. "They say the man who lives there is a little - "the woman paused to make a "he's crazy" gesture with her hands. Continuing, "they say he murdered his wife, her lover and two other men!" Lilly attempted to stifle a mocking laugh. "It's no laughing matter Miss. I'd best stay away from there if I were you!" The woman snapped angrily. Just as Lilly was about to leave, the woman heaved a great sigh, and called her back to give her the directions. "Just promise me, you'll be careful Miss" the woman said quietly. 'Aww, the poor old thing - she really believes this stuff!' To make the woman feel better, Lilly nodded solemnly, raising her right hand as if giving an oath.
As Lilly drove according to the woman's directions, she couldn't help thinking - 'I bet that woman is crazier than this guy - even if he WAS an ax murderer of whatever. Geez! How crazy could he be? The ad says he's a writer who simply wishes to have a friendly, quiet, tidy person to share a beautiful lakeside cabin with. Nothing crazy about that - well, except the fact he would prefer a person who likes corn. Corn? Hmmm, nothing wrong with a man with a corn fetish. Nothing at all . . . It's actually kinda cute . . .'
She wondered what he would look like. Was he a short, bald little man with a bad temper? A creepy old guy with a stuffed bird collection and a unnatural obsession with his mother - like Norman Bates evil twin? Well, he can't be too old - especially if he "murdered" all those people, right? Plus the voice on the phone sounded like a guy in his thirties. But voices can be deceiving. Ooh, I especially hope he's not one of those scary Neo Nazi Satanists with all those tattoos and piecings . . . The more she thought about it, the more nervous she got. What if those stories the woman told her were true after all?
She gasped softly as she pulled into the driveway. What a beautiful place, like something from a dream! But you shouldn't judge a book by its cover - so they say. 'Please don't be a creepy psycho. Please don't be a creepy psycho. Please don't be a creepy psycho' she murmured softly as she slowly approached the front door. Bracing herself for the worst, she rang the doorbell - which wasn't so much of a bell . . . more of a buzz.
To say she was pleasantly surprised was something of an understatement. The man who answered the door was one of the most handsome . . .no, strike that . . . make it - the most drop-dead gorgeous man she had ever seen in her life! Screw Thomas . . . (and that tart of a secretary). One look at this guy could make any girl forget about any other men in their lives. And the cherry on top? He appeared to be incredibly funny, charming and polite - so much for the psycho idea!
"Hello, my name's Lilly Fairbanks, we spoke briefly on the phone . . ." He smiled warmly 'wow, what perfect teeth!' she couldn't help thinking. "Oh but of course! Hi, I'm Mort Rainey. Please - come in!" He gentlemanly ushered her inside. "What a lovely place you've got! The view must be wonderful!" Lilly exclaimed in wonderment. "Why thank you Miss Fairbanks, and yes - the view is very beautiful. You know - I've had that ad in the newspapers for over a month - and you are the first, and only one to have answered it!" He exclaimed with a sad smile. Lilly looked at him. "My goodness, I couldn't possibly see why." She told him truthfully. "Would you like me to show you around the place?" he asked, shaking off the previous look of melancholy. Lilly nodded and followed him around the house like a loyal little puppy dog.
After the tour was complete, he ushered her to sit down. "so, what do you think?" He asked, fearing the worst. "I love it!" she replied brightly. "Well in that case - " he paused, kneeling down on one knee as if ready to propose. He took Lilly's hand in his left, and held out a key in his right outstretched hand "Miss Lilly Fairbanks, will you take this key and make me the *happiest* man in Tashmore Lake?" he asked with playful seriousness. Lilly smiled broadly. She could tell living here, with this man, would certainly be a memorable experience. "I do" she replied with a laugh, accepting the key graciously. He stood up and shook her hand. "Well welcome aboard Missy!" He said cheerfully. "When will you be able to move in?" Lilly looked at her watch "Uh, how about . . . right now? My bags are in the boot."
"That would be just peachy!" he replied, smiling with those perfect teeth of his. As they wandered out to her car, he casually inquired "how do you feel about corn?"
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OK, I hope that was all right. Gosh I love this movie - I got to see it again yesterday. You lucky people over seas - I bet its available on DVD already over there! I'm soo jealous! Please consider reviewing - feedback is always a good thing - especially when its NICE feedback - wink-wink. OK, so you know what to do *points down at button* Thanks all!
Oh, just curious, but does anyone know when "J.M.Barrie's Neverland" will be released? Ta!
Hi there! Well, this is my first attempt at a Secret Window fanfic - or any other - besides my Benny and Joon one (for that matter). So I'll try my hardest not to be too crap. OK? So please be kind!!! - I'm very fragile!
For any people who read my Benny and Joon story - I WILL finish it . . . eventually. I've got serious writers block at the moment, but I will definitely finish it sometime soon! Also - it will require effort so not to be a serious anti-climax after building up to it for the last 11 chapters!
Ok, my Secret Window story *gulp* here it goes . . .
~:~:~:
Lilly extracted a slightly crumpled piece of paper from the glove compartment of her lime green Volkswagen, pulling over to the side of the road to inspect it more carefully. Tashmore Lake. She looked up though her windscreen to see the giant weathered wrought iron sign - TASHMORE LAKE. 'Well, I guess this must be it' she thought with a small sigh of relief.
Lilly Fairbanks had just undergone a painful break-up with her fiancee of two years. Gradually over time, it seemed they had simply drifted apart. It broke her heart nonetheless. Oh yeah, the fact that Thomas had been screwing his new secretary on the side may have played a teensie weensie part in the matter. But only a small part - of course! Lilly just couldn't believe it when she had walked in on them one day - she had come to meet him for lunch as a surprise. And a surprise is what she got.
She decided to move out. There were just too many painful memories for to remain, even in the same city as him - but she was not ready to live alone just yet. This is why she had decided to answer the ad in the paper advertising for a roommate in the beautiful town of Tashmore Lake.
She drove slowly through the town, taking in the beautiful scenery. 'What a beautiful place' she thought, her eyes lighting up with delight. She scanned the street for a vacant parking spot . . . 'ah, there we go' she smiled to herself while easing the car into the space. Grabbing her handbag from the back seat, she climbed out and strode inside the general store. The door opened with a ring. "Hello" the woman behind the counter called out cheerfully. "Hi" Lilly called back in a warm tone. Lilly approached the counter, removing her wallet from her bag. "One packet of . . . those please" she said, pointing to a packet of cigarettes on the back wall. She then paused as the woman turned to retrieve the cigarettes. "Anything else deary" the woman inquired, "oh yes, could you please give me some directions?" Lilly asked while fishing around in her handbag for the paper. Coming across it, she handed it to the woman. The woman scanned it thoughtfully before pausing. Pale, she shoved the paper back at Lilly. "Why would you possibly want to go there?! Haven't you heard the stories?!" the woman cried out melodramatically. "Well actually, I've never - " Lilly started, before being cut off by the woman who beckoned her closer. The woman dropped her voice to a mere whisper. "They say the man who lives there is a little - "the woman paused to make a "he's crazy" gesture with her hands. Continuing, "they say he murdered his wife, her lover and two other men!" Lilly attempted to stifle a mocking laugh. "It's no laughing matter Miss. I'd best stay away from there if I were you!" The woman snapped angrily. Just as Lilly was about to leave, the woman heaved a great sigh, and called her back to give her the directions. "Just promise me, you'll be careful Miss" the woman said quietly. 'Aww, the poor old thing - she really believes this stuff!' To make the woman feel better, Lilly nodded solemnly, raising her right hand as if giving an oath.
As Lilly drove according to the woman's directions, she couldn't help thinking - 'I bet that woman is crazier than this guy - even if he WAS an ax murderer of whatever. Geez! How crazy could he be? The ad says he's a writer who simply wishes to have a friendly, quiet, tidy person to share a beautiful lakeside cabin with. Nothing crazy about that - well, except the fact he would prefer a person who likes corn. Corn? Hmmm, nothing wrong with a man with a corn fetish. Nothing at all . . . It's actually kinda cute . . .'
She wondered what he would look like. Was he a short, bald little man with a bad temper? A creepy old guy with a stuffed bird collection and a unnatural obsession with his mother - like Norman Bates evil twin? Well, he can't be too old - especially if he "murdered" all those people, right? Plus the voice on the phone sounded like a guy in his thirties. But voices can be deceiving. Ooh, I especially hope he's not one of those scary Neo Nazi Satanists with all those tattoos and piecings . . . The more she thought about it, the more nervous she got. What if those stories the woman told her were true after all?
She gasped softly as she pulled into the driveway. What a beautiful place, like something from a dream! But you shouldn't judge a book by its cover - so they say. 'Please don't be a creepy psycho. Please don't be a creepy psycho. Please don't be a creepy psycho' she murmured softly as she slowly approached the front door. Bracing herself for the worst, she rang the doorbell - which wasn't so much of a bell . . . more of a buzz.
To say she was pleasantly surprised was something of an understatement. The man who answered the door was one of the most handsome . . .no, strike that . . . make it - the most drop-dead gorgeous man she had ever seen in her life! Screw Thomas . . . (and that tart of a secretary). One look at this guy could make any girl forget about any other men in their lives. And the cherry on top? He appeared to be incredibly funny, charming and polite - so much for the psycho idea!
"Hello, my name's Lilly Fairbanks, we spoke briefly on the phone . . ." He smiled warmly 'wow, what perfect teeth!' she couldn't help thinking. "Oh but of course! Hi, I'm Mort Rainey. Please - come in!" He gentlemanly ushered her inside. "What a lovely place you've got! The view must be wonderful!" Lilly exclaimed in wonderment. "Why thank you Miss Fairbanks, and yes - the view is very beautiful. You know - I've had that ad in the newspapers for over a month - and you are the first, and only one to have answered it!" He exclaimed with a sad smile. Lilly looked at him. "My goodness, I couldn't possibly see why." She told him truthfully. "Would you like me to show you around the place?" he asked, shaking off the previous look of melancholy. Lilly nodded and followed him around the house like a loyal little puppy dog.
After the tour was complete, he ushered her to sit down. "so, what do you think?" He asked, fearing the worst. "I love it!" she replied brightly. "Well in that case - " he paused, kneeling down on one knee as if ready to propose. He took Lilly's hand in his left, and held out a key in his right outstretched hand "Miss Lilly Fairbanks, will you take this key and make me the *happiest* man in Tashmore Lake?" he asked with playful seriousness. Lilly smiled broadly. She could tell living here, with this man, would certainly be a memorable experience. "I do" she replied with a laugh, accepting the key graciously. He stood up and shook her hand. "Well welcome aboard Missy!" He said cheerfully. "When will you be able to move in?" Lilly looked at her watch "Uh, how about . . . right now? My bags are in the boot."
"That would be just peachy!" he replied, smiling with those perfect teeth of his. As they wandered out to her car, he casually inquired "how do you feel about corn?"
~:~:~:
OK, I hope that was all right. Gosh I love this movie - I got to see it again yesterday. You lucky people over seas - I bet its available on DVD already over there! I'm soo jealous! Please consider reviewing - feedback is always a good thing - especially when its NICE feedback - wink-wink. OK, so you know what to do *points down at button* Thanks all!
Oh, just curious, but does anyone know when "J.M.Barrie's Neverland" will be released? Ta!