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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Awakening

He burst through the door in laughter and good cheer. The night around him was clear. He stood as things started to sink in. He looked to his left, no one stood there. He looked to the right and got the same. Soon the fun of before was gone. The stars in the ever so clear night sky were getting blurred. "Had I been drunk all this time?" he said to himself. He's first step was a stumbler, sending him almost to the ground. He knelt there wondering whats going on. Then the stomache started to disagree with the body. Like most in this situation, he couldnt get his stomach to strike a deal with the rest of the body. The acid, the burn, the chunks came flowing like the flooding Nile River. The vomit covered the cement block before him. There was no one there to hold his hand as he vomitted or help him up. He tried getting up but the struggle was unbearable and he fell to the ground like Jesus carrying the cross. He couldnt walk so all that was left was the crawl. He drug his sorry carcass down the sidewalk. Then she came. The face seemed familiar but he couldnt really make out who she was. Her hair blew in the soft gentle breeze. She grabbed his arm and pulled him up to his feet. She had this glass of stuff he couldnt make out if it was water or not. She drug him to her car signalling through her "drunk" muffled words that she wanted to give him a ride to wherever. She opened the passenger side door so he could drag his sorry as to the seat. It was a leather soft interior that one could lose himself too. She kept handing him a cup of whatever, and he kept drinking it. The car ride was fast and blurry. Downtown seemed like four lines of red and yellow on each side. She kept handing a cup of whatever til he refused. She even tried forcing it on him. He grabbed the cup and chucked at her, shattering it on the window beside her. He was starting see clearer. Then downtown disappeared. He soon realized he was back in control of his choices. The car stopped at a place he had never seen before. She asks for him to reach between the seat and the door for something that wasnt there, knowing that he'd have to open the door. Then her fancy red high heel boot came flying into his face. He awakens to a headache in his bed. He looks to his left and see's her there. He looks to his right and see's a used condom in the trash bin. The first thoughts in his head were "Did we, WTF!?". He jumps outta bed, throws on his robe and slippers and frantically ran towards the door. As soon as he got to the door, WHAM! A man from the otherside had kicked the door open. He regains just enough sense to realize that he knows this man and to ask the man "What the fuck!?". The man pulls out a pistol with a silencer. Two shots. The man awakens...

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