Monday, May 31, 2004

"A broken frame..." [ Part IIII in Unnamed Story, Copyright Mimmi 2004 ]

- .... and since they're taking care of that, I expect everything to run smoothly. Questions ?

Tom observed the shadows that stood in a half circle in front of him. They remained silent, looking at one another and back to him, giving no hints as to what they might think about what he just said. The church bells rang dully, each stroke hitting Tom's temples like a sledgehammer. His breathing was becoming shallow again and the ground felt wobbly under his feet. A tingling sensation was spreading down his back. This was taking too long.

- I take it everything is clear ?

He crossed his arms and tried to keep focused. One of the shadows stepped forward.

- Sir, are you sure about this ?

Tom turned away and looked over at the gravestones. When he didn't answer, the shadows nodded to each other in agreement. They bowed once again and disappeared.

The bells had finally stopped ringing and icy winds cooled down his burning cheeks. Taking a deep breath, which caused him to cough violently; he made his way back to the car. He walked past row upon row of stone slabs, slowing down his pace as he came up to the grave he had been to earlier. Knowing that he would never be able to get out if he stopped now, he pushed himself forward and ran the last stretch.

His whole body felt like it was falling to pieces as he reached the car and supported himself on the hood. Pain was shooting out of his back, he felt nauseous and the sound of bells ringing lingered in his head. When he looked at the windshield, he swore that the crack grew deeper each time he saw it.....


A deep red Aston Martin cruised along a heavily trafficked highway, radio blasting the latest summer plague. The driver squealed as the chorus played.

- Eeee, I just love this part, it's so deep and like, meaningful. I mean, I can so totally relate to how the world would be a better place if, like, people would just see me for who I am. You know what I'm saying ? Look past that leather corset, the to-die-for legs smeared with baby lotion, this gorgeous face primped up with L'Oreal, cause there's a real person in here, dying to be acknowledged, people ! I mean, come on.

The boy in the passenger seat roared with laughter. He howled appreciatively while the driver continued.

- Listen, just because I'm wearing my best birthday suit, entertaining the masses; which is like community service because I'm doing everyone a favour, really; making their sad little lives better, doesn't mean I don't deserve some respect !

- Oh, don't worry. I, Robert Logan, respect you from the bottom of my crotch ! We both do, right Tom ?

Robert turned and winked at Tom, sitting in the backseat. He was looking absently through the window at all the trucks and cars they were driving past. Apart from the song on the radio, there was an awkward silence growing.

- Listen, Tom. You need to stop sweating the small stuff. Next time--

Tom let his head drop and muttered under his breath.

- There won't be a next time...

His friend looked perplexed at him in the rear-view mirror.

- Hm ? Hang on, I'll just turn down the radio a notch. I can't hear a word you're saying. Besides, there's no need to kill our ears with this crap, hehe.

Robert gasped and pretended to be deeply offended, while reaching for a tape in the glove department. Tom just groaned. This was probably as good a time as any to tell them. It was killing him to keep everything to himself and he knew they'd understand. He was sure of it. But still...

- Look out !!!


Before anyone had a chance to react, there was an explosion of noise. Shattering glass, screeching cars, terrified screams... blood-curdling screams.....

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Whew, I hope this came out alright. It might need some tweaking, but for now I'm leaving it as is. There was more to this chapter, but it was getting kind of long and I decided to keep the rest for next time.
Heh, I planned to keep this relatively short.... ah well :p Oh and I like the idea of calling it "Unnamed story", for now ^_^


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