Merry fucking christmas!!!!!!!! (810 hits)
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Submitted by TripinDayZ (View user info) at 2004-04-28 17:39:23 EDT
Maybe it was a bird. Maybe it was just a limb knocking at the window. Holy shit maybe it was Santa Clause! It was, after all, Christmas Eve. The sound of someone knocking on the window at night had always made him extraordinarily scared, but the possibility of getting to slingshot Rudolph in the nut sack was enough to prod Nick into consciousness from the sanctuary that was sleep. The sound became more desperate.
"Hold on," he said as he wiped the glaze from his eyes and shook the haze from his noggin.
The knocking continued, sounding more open fisted than like an actual knock. Nick jumped off the top bunk and fumbled to the window in the dark.
RAEWRRR!!!!
"Move then ya stupid ass cat!"
He pulled the blinds apart just enough to see out without really letting whoever (or whatever) was on the outside get a glimpse into his tiny bedroom.
"Let me in the front" the voice said.
"Huh?" did I just hear this stranger "command" me to let him into MY house? Oh no he di-unt! <snap> <snap> <snap> (ok that didnt happen but funny mental pic yeah?)
Since the divorce Nick had become quite the little man of the house, taking care of his mother as best he could. There weren't too many dishes cause she really didn't eat a lot. Not much to clean cause she never really came out of her room. She said it was the medication the doctors had her on for her depression.
"It's me Nick, it's Dad, please let me in the front."
What in the hell is Dad doing at my back window, at 3 o'clock in the morning? Nick started towards the front door and, another nearly crushed cat and two stubbed toes later, began to unlock it. Before he could open it, however, his Dad yelled something from the outside.
"Nick, I'm ok son, I want you to know that all right?"
"What are you talking about?" Nick questioned as he pulled the door. WHAM!
"Just, just don't worry about me ok?"
"Goddamn chain lock," Nick growled as he pushed the door forward, undid the chain and finally got the door open. What he saw next was the most horrifying thing he had ever seen.
His father was absolutely covered in blood. No spot on his torn white Hanes t-shirt was unblemished. His jeans looked like he had trekked across civil war battlefield on his way to our house. He held a towel, or shirt (too hard to tell),to his head as he tripped across the threshold and weaved to the kitchen table to sit down.
"What...what happened to you?"
"Where are your scooter keys, you have to go find your mother."
"Are you ok? What happened? Did someone beat you up? Were you in a wreck?"
"I had an accident son and I think your mother is out looking for me. I need you to get your keys, get on your scooter and go out there and find her."
"Mom is asleep in bed."
"No son, she isn't. Get your fucking keys and go find your mother right now!"
"Ok, ok.. wait, why...?
"NOW!"
On his way to his room Nick's mind was a clusterfuck of random theories as to what in the holy hell was going on. It didn't make sense. Why wouldn't his dad tell him what was going on? Why was mom out looking for him at 3 a.m.? Where the fuck are my goddamn keys!
Just then Nick heard conversation from the kitchen. Mom was home! Oh thank god she was here. There is no way she was going to leave him in the dark about this shit like his Dad was doing. That was one of the things he had hated about his Dad the most. He never really treated him like an equal person. It was always: I'll explain it later son, when your older; or: It's too complicated son, you just wouldn't get it. I'm 11 fucking years old taking care of my mother and my 7-year-old sister because YOU couldn't understand the complexities of a fucking real marriage. Explain that Pop.
"Mom? What are the police doing here?"
"Sir, we need to get you down to the hospital to get that cut on your head checked out."
"I'm fine. Just a little cut, nothing serious. I'm a doctor, I'll dress it in a little while."
"Sir, you are going to have to come with us please, we need to get you checked o....."
"I said I'm ok damnit! I don't need the hospital and I certainly don't need the bill!"
"Mom, why doesn't he want to go get help? That looks like a pretty bad c.."
"Come on Nick, we need to go check on your sister."
"But she's asle..."
"Now."
When mom has that tone you know she means business. It's the look-I'm-right-your-wrong-but-I-don't-have-time-to-explain-why-right-now tone.
I could hear them reading my Dad his rights in the kitchen. Was refusing medical help a crime?
"Mom, have you seen my keys?"
"I took them to get into your Dad's apartment"
"What for?"
"Later, please."
Again with the fucking later.
User Reviews
Submitted by ktcschick (user info) at 2004-04-29 11:22:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Wow... now everyone here sounds like me in bed with you, trip... :o)
that's great, yah, that's it... more... more... more! oh, wait... uhm... never mind.
excellent story, btw.
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2004-04-29 11:00:48 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
More! More!
Submitted by Kichigai (user info) at 2004-04-29 04:58:06 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by mystiamoon (user info) at 2004-04-29 01:52:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2004-04-28 23:01:53 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by SixPk2Go (user info) at 2004-04-28 21:50:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I need more please! great writing
Submitted by heyzues (user info) at 2004-04-28 19:24:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I was disappointed that it ended.
Submitted by littledan (user info) at 2004-04-28 18:43:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Effin' great.
I want more. +2
Submitted by TripinDayZ420 (user info) at 2004-04-28 18:25:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
this is my first attempt at writing this style. wanted to see how bad it got flamed before i put the rest of it out there. if there is a general yearning for the prologue and background of it i'll be happy to write it
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2004-04-28 18:17:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Arrrgh! You stopped! I didn't come...er..ummmmmm....
Nice story.
Submitted by GassyGirl72 (user info) at 2004-04-28 18:06:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Can we get a part two?
I likes it, great plot etc.
I need more.
Submitted by Dufflady (user info) at 2004-04-28 18:04:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I'm just thinking, poor kid, he's the little man but when he thinks he knows so much he still knows so little.
Submitted by TripinDayZ420 (user info) at 2004-04-28 17:54:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Yeah, i guess i should stick to whatever my feeble mind considers humor.
Submitted by GassyGirl72 (user info) at 2004-04-28 17:52:36 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn that fucking hook! My imagination is a bad place to hang out.