A/N: I'm not really a great writer. A friend of mine says I am. Maybe I am. I'm just super hard on myself. So what's great to others, may be horrible to me.
There was no planning for this. I just came up with it as I went. Also, I wrote this on my computer. My phone is dead at the moment so. If there are to many mistakes, then blame it on computer. Lol. Enjoy.
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"Dude! This shit is awesome!" I exclaimed as I took a hit off of the Kush. This damn weed is like the best weed I've ever had, and that's saying a lot, because I've smoked a lot of weed in my days.
"Right? You did good this time Emilee. I'm proud of you." Veronica said to me. I always bring the good shit. Always.
"Bro, you know what we should do? We should go walking." I said.
"At three A.M? Hells yeah!"
So we went. It was nice, but I was so fucked up, I could barely walk.
I wanted to go back inside almost immediately, but with this being my idea, I couldn't go back inside.
As we walked, Veronica was just talking about some nonsense.
I wasn't even paying attention too her. I was studying the scenery.
We were walking on a long narrow street, big enough for on car.
Trees were everywhere.
It was the beginning of spring so the trees were starting to get their colors back. It was quite gloomy if you ask me.
I was just about to say that we should go back but that's when I noticed Veronica was staring at something straight ahead.
There was a dark silhouette of a man, holding a fifty pound Axe. I know this because my dad has a collection of axes. Every shape, form, weight, style. You name it, he had it.
"Veronica," I whispered, "we need to go. Now!" All she did was nod. So we started running, the man with the Axe was right on our tail.
Veronica tripped on something. I went to go and help her sorry ass up but something hit me on the back of the head and everything went black.
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I woke up in a dark dusty room with a killer headache. What am I doing here? I replayed last nights events in my head again.
I got high with Veronica, then I got the idea that we should go on a walk. Veronica was talking a bunch of nonsense then she stopped. We saw a man...
Shit! I got Kidnapped. Wait... Where's Veronica?
"Veronica!" I screamed loudly. I heard a dark chuckle.
"Oh Emilee," I knew that voice, "I killed Veronica long ago." The man walked out of the shadows only to confirm my suspicion.
Dylan. The school jock. Great.
"Dylan?" I chuckled without humor, "So you're the one behind this, may I ask one question? Why me and Veronica you bastard!?"
"Oh that's simple, nobody like you guys so I thought I would rid them of you."
"Well aren't you sweet? Just do it already." I spat.
"I think I'm going to make you suffer, just like I did to your friend." Dylan taunted.
"Then get it over with!" I screamed. Dylan started walking over towards me with a predatory look in his eye. He started undoing his pants. My eyes widened with terror. He smiled at this. What a sick bastard.
Once Dylan reached me, he grabbed ahold of my arm and yanked me up. I crashed into his chest with a 'oomph' sound.
He started undoing my clothing. I tried to fight him, but of course, he was stronger then me. Within a matter of seconds I was buck ass naked and on the cold stone floor. Only then did I realize that Dylan was naked to. He leaned down on top of me and thrusted into me. I screamed out in pain.
All of the news that Dylan told me finally registered into my head. Veronicas dead. I'm going to be soon.
As Dylan picked up his pace, the pain intensified. I've never felt a pain like this. Was it supposed to hurt this bad? I didn't think so. I heard screams of pain and they kept getting louder and louder. Soon after I started hearing the screams, I realized that I was the one screaming. Could this get any worse? Dylan thrusted into me hard before he came.
When he recovered he got off of me and he got a 9mm. My eyes widened at the Gun. He aimed at my forehead and I heard a loud bang then all I saw was darkness.
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So? What did you think? I know it's kinda short but I just had this idea. This is just a one part deal so this is done. However in the future I MIGHT make this a full story.
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Short StoryHere's What happens when you stay out to late. Emilee, just a small town girl. Living in a lonely world. She decided it would be a good idea to go walking, high, at three in the morning. Here's her story. Just a spur of the moment type thing. Warn...