I woke up and went downstairs for breakfast. Johnny was already dressed and ready to hang out with me. I ate cereal sleepily and got dressed. "What do you wanna do?" I asked. "Let's go pay Jimmy a visit." He suggested. "Here's a BB gun." I said. "We're gonna drive by and pop that mistake in the neck." I said. We got in the car and I drove him to Jimmy's house. He was sitting on the porch, breaking rocks."Jimmy!" He yelled. He looked up and Johnny fired. He clutched his neck as blood oozed down his neck. Johnny got out and rushed him smacking the metal gun against his head. He kicked him in the face yelling swear words. "Gerald!" Jimmy yelled. A kid a year older than me came out and grabbed Johnny. He threw him into the trash can and I got out of the car. "Pepsi?" He asked. "They failed your ass at school." He smiled wickedly. I picked up a beer bottle and threw it at him. He dodged and charged me but I tripped him. I put his arm behind his back and pressed down. He squealed and I laughed. "Get off of me you psycho!" He pleaded. "What was that?" I asked. I put my knee on his forearm which must've hurt like hell since he was crying. "I'm sorry Pepsi." He said. "Whatever fatass." I scoffed and got off of him. "Johnny let's go." I frowned. He pulled him self out of the trashcan and we sped off to make more trouble.
2019:
I was home by myself at night when I decided I wanted to look around in the trunk for things. I realized I had left it on the front porch. I went outside and was going to close it when I saw the picture on top. I was in my Marine Corps uniform kissing Lola on the cheek. I heard a gun click and my heart sank. "Put your hands up old man." He hissed. "Robbing an old man? Does that give you a hard on?" I asked. Another man emerged from the shadows with a baton. "Put your hands up." He repeated slowly. I kept them by my side and the man with the baton struck me in my head. I fell down and felt I had lost control of my body. I started shaking violently and soon everything went black. I felt weightless and like I was floating. I saw my life before me like a film. Beating people up, robbing, stabbing a boy to death. Then I saw my drug use and pre-marital sex. "Come and get me devil." I yelled. "I'm waiting." I said again. I just waited there. Suddenly a bright light flickered on and I saw myself in a hospital. Why can't I die.
1959:
I was sitting at the table looking at how screwed we were. We had no money left, between buying food and new clothes for Lola who was starting show we barely had a nickel left. I had not eaten in days and the rats were looking mighty good. When Johnny walked in I hid the bills. "No need to waste what little energy we have left by hiding papers." He groaned. "I stole some food from Pinky's." He coughed. I took it and I grabbed a beer. I coughed and took a swig. Lola came in and grabbed a muffin from the counter and I could see Johnny get angry. "When will you go home you freeloader?" He asked. She ran upstairs and I heard her crying. "Go console your fat bitch." He muttered before attempting to walk away leaving. I caught him by the neck and held him on the ground. "Get off of me asshole!" He yelled. I slapped his head until he started to try and grab my hands. I held his arm down and let a line of spit fall down to a millimeter above his lips. Then I sucked it back up (My brother did this to me in real life). I let go of his arms and he punched me in the gut. I picked him up and chucked him across the room. He landed on the couch so he wasn't seriously hurt. He leapt at me and I pushed him midair. He hit the ground and I hit him. "Try me again!" I yelled. "TERRY!!!" He yelled. I duck taped his mouth and tossed him into a spinning chair. I taped him to it and soaked a potato sack in vinegar before placing it on his head. He started screaming under the tape and I laughed. The water wasn't working so guess who had to go to school later today. Terry walked out of his bedroom with Katie. She had on a silk nightgown. They began laughing. Two disheveled skinny kids were fighting. I was in my boxers and nothing else. "My god you're skinny!" Katie laughed. "Wanna see more of me? I got something that ain't so skinny." I flirted. Terry's smile faded and his eyes turned to fire. Freeze frame on a pig sty of a house with a muscular man in shorts charging a dirty skinny kid. Welcome to an average day of my life now. Now unfreeze. He socked me in my face and I hit the counter. I could hear Johnny laughing and I tipped over his chair. I heard a sob from under there and lied there holding my bleeding nose. I grabbed a lamp and smashed it over Terry's back. He grabbed a book and whacked me as I hit the ground. He put his hands to my throat as I reached for a weapon. I saw an unhooked phone on the floor and grabbed it. I wrapped it around his neck and dragged him to the top of the stairs where I pushed him off the ledge. His body brought me down with him and I landed flat on my face. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH OWWWWW!" I screamed bloody murder. Terry rubbed his neck and saw the bruises on my neck. "Social services are gonna be here in an hour!" He yelled. "Katie fix up Pepsi's face." He said. She nodded and led me to her room. She got out her makeup and closed the door. She kissed me and I kissed back passionately. She sat on my lap as I pulled her in closer. "Oh man that was amazing." She said. I froze with complete horror as my face turned white. "You have a beard coming on." She kissed my cheek before applying makeup to hide the bruises and swells. I went outside and helped clean. Johnny was stocking the shelves with empty boxes of food and I cleaned up blood stains. I put on some decent clothes and we all sat on the couch. Katie nestled her head into Terry's neck and I looked on sadly. I got up and went upstairs to Lola. "What's shaking kitten?" I tried to cheer her up. She stifled a cry and put on a smile for me. I lied down next to her and kissed her forehead. "Wanna trip out?" I asked. She nodded sadly and we both put blotter paper on our tongues. I went the extra mile and snorted some heroine. It hit my senses and I whooped. "Let's do it babe." I said. "But I'm pregnant." She rubbed her stomach. I groaned. I slid down the banister and pulled Katie to the side. I asked her what we could do. "I mean you could put it there." She shrugged. I ran upstairs and dropped my trousers. I kissed her roughly before we did it. We were still doing it when there was a knock at the door. I was so close to finishing. "Babe." She said. "Can't talk right now. Come in!" The person opened the door and Terry froze. "Get out!" I yelled. He was frozen in place. I couldn't pull out so I covered up and The social worker peeked into my room. "OH christ!" I said. I looked at Lola who was laughing then she cried. "I feel like a hooker, Terry is seeing me." She cried. "I SAID GET OUT!" I yelled and threw a pair of rancid smelling boxers. Like a stink bomb it drove them away. "COME DOWNSTAIRS!" Terry yelled. "I'd rather not!" I yelled down. "Fine then." He said. Soon Terry kicked in my door and wrapped the cell phone cord around my neck and tossed me off the ledge. I hung there gasping for arm and clawing at my throat. He let go and I hit the floor gasping. He punched me and threw me outside in my underwear. I banged on the door loudly but he locked it. I puffed up my chest and walked like a man down the street. I was doing good until girls saw me. I'm dead meat. Socs pulled up around the blood and because of the Heroine and LSD I ran like a crippled person (No offense to them). Finally I was caught up to. They did the usual beet up but this time they left me in an alley way which was famous for its crazy hobos. One of them stumbled towards me with a cruel and wicked smile. I tried to run but saw a fence in my way. I didn't know where to grab as it seemed to be shaking crazily. He grabbed me and duck taped my mouth as he tossed me to the ground. He tore off my briefs scratching me as I tried to get away. He whacked me with a tire iron and heating up a metal which he used to brand me. "Like a gazelle and a Lion." He said and I closed my eyes as I heard an unbuckling.
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Just Greasers
مغامرةPepsi Jameson is your run of the mill greaser. He works on cars, runs from socs, hates school, and chases tail. Everything is normal until bodies start to show up. Socs are turning up with stilettos in their jugulars and it sparks a war. The police...