Buzz, buzz..ADEN YOU HAVE A NEW TEXT MESSAGE!
"AHH! FUCK ME SIDEWAYS!" he watched as his phone went from being at his ear in one piece, to the wall in 2.
What a plesent way to be woken up at 6 in the morning on a Saturday.he thought. He opeaned his eyes slowly, revealing his surroundings.
Neon green walls, fluffy pink pillows, and a soft bed. The sunlight spilled through the open window, making everything all the more brighter. It made Aden want to throw up and rub the bile all over the walls. Or at least paint them a darker color.
The hell? Where am i?
As if his mind was read, the door creaked open revealing a half naked girl he was pretty sure he'd never met in his life.
"Hi! You're awake!" oh yeah. This was definately her room. The squeaky voice, bleach blonde hair, big blue eyes, an skin and athletic body gave that away pretty quick.
She jumped on the bed causing him to fall off onto the darker pink carpet.
"OHMYGAWD I'M SOOO SORRY! ARE YOU OK DENNY?!"
Denny? What the fuck? the memories of what happened last night flooded back to him and he smiled widely and stretched. Nice. he mentally patted himself on the back.
"Yeah. I'm good." he scrambled for his clothes and put them on not bothering to see if they were put on properly. He spotted his keys and wallet on the nightstand grabbed them and started for the door when he realized he forgot his phone.
"Wait! Where are you going?!" Jesus! Her voice was so annoying! It made Aden want to rip her vocal chords out.
He turned around and grinned. "To fly with dragons with dragons in their land apart. I'll call you, ok?" he grabbed his phone and ran before she threw what looked like an empty beer bottle at him.
Once down the stairs, out the door, and across the lawn, he was in his white piece-o-shit honda driving with the windows down and the music up. It was a nice day for Hudsonville.
He pulled into the CVS parking lot and turned off the engine.
Walking into the store that smelled like old people and new shoes, he glanced at the aisles and found the one with all of the pain medication. His head pounded.
As he was paying for the box of "Alkaseltzer Hangover Relief." when memories? Whatever they were, they were much more intense and vivid as the ones before, washed over him.
Heavy breathing. Screaming. Cries of terror. It smelled like someone locked him in a soiled dog cage.Where am i?! Why can't i see?!swoosh of cars fly by. They were distant, so he assumed he was on the roof of a building.vrooomvroom and the sobbing and pleading of the young woman got louder, then the sickening sound of bones being broken and flesh being torn. The vroom for sure was no leaf blower. a rose on his arms as he let the reality of what just happened sink in. He just
He felt along the walls. They felt wet, and smelled like rust. As gross as it was, running his hands along walls covered in what he assumed to be blood, he continued. He had to find a way out.
He felt a door knob and turned it. A blast of cold air hit his face and body through his thin black t-shirt and tight blue jeans. He felt the ground beneath his feet get harder as he walked. He heard beeps and the thoughts were
"No! No please don't! I'll do anything please don't hurt me!" a young womans voice.
"I won't hur-" he was cut off by more pleading and sobbing.
He heard footsteps get near, and the
He started to move back trying to find the door breathing heavily and shaking hard, half from terror and half from being cold.
He froze when he heard laughter as the being turned what sounded like a
He couldn't move. He could barely breathe. He was shaking harder now, knees weak and about to give in. He felt warm tears come from his blind eyes and run down his face.
"Sir? Sir are you alright?"
Aden opeaned his eyes and bolted up. He looked around at the farmiliar insides of CVS, and breathed a sigh of relief. The cashier ofered to help him up, and he greatfully took it.
Once he was upright, he smoothed his shirt, ran his fingers through his hair, paid for the medication, and declared that his mind was fucked and he was tired, so he fell asleep at the CVS and the "memory" was a dream.
He turned the radio on letting the familiar sounds of Marylin Manson suffocate him.
-Home.-
Aden flopped down on the soft leather couch after taking a shower and eating some food and turned on the television.
He flipped through the channels, stopping at the news thinking "What the hell why not?.
As the headline "Local teenage girl found dead on the rooftop of Dad's smoke shop." flashed across the screen, the remote fell to the floor, and so did the can of pop Aden held in his hand.
