Ham and Mayo (1057 hits)
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Submitted by Sully (View user info) at 2004-08-11 22:40:35 EDT
The colors swirled together. They blurred and crashed. The jagged blues, reds, greens, and purples wrestled in violence. Unexpectedly they froze in place and spaced away from each other as if the colors didn't know what to do now. They instantly molded together and became a crimson, almost as if they were burning. His wife's pretty face faded into the mess then disappeared.
beep beep beep beep be... thwack. Darkness.
His arm slid off the nightstand. His face was buried in his pillow. Jack maneuvered onto his back and stared at the white ceiling above. The sun started to peak through the open shades causing the ceiling to look brighter. His racing heart slowed as reality came into focus. The dream faded out of his head just like the memory of falling asleep the night before.
"Monday sucks," he mumbled. Jack Preston rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes and got out of bed. It was 5:30am. His wife was still sleeping. She didn't need to wake up for another hour.
Jack walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway only wearing blue boxers. The hardwood floor felt cold to his bare feet. Scratching his scalp through the tousled hair, he went into the bathroom and pissed, shaved, and showered.
He walked back into the bedroom and got dressed; black dress pants, white t-shirt, navy blue buttoned shirt, and a black tie. Kerri was still asleep, only in a different position now. The alarm clock showed 5:44 in red digits.
After putting on socks and shoes, Jack went back down the hall, past the bathroom, and into his den. He flipped on his TV and started watching Sportscenter while leaning back in his recliner. He had trouble falling asleep the night before and was exhausted. I'll just rest my eyes for a few minutes, he thought. Just a few minutes...
"Oh my god, you're still here?!"
Jack jumped awake and out of his recliner. He looked up to see his beautiful wife.
"Wha- what time is it?" he rubbed his eyes and knew that whatever answer she gave, he wouldn't like it.
"It's quarter past seven. I didn't know you were still home, I got ready and made the kids' lunches and everything. I never looked in the den! Mr. Donalds said if you were late one more time you'd be fired, Jack. Oh my god, I can't believe....."
"Jesus, calm down. I'll just say Jimmy was sick or something," he interrupted. It was tough to hear bitching this early in the morning, especially after a sleepless night. Jack turned off the television and sprinted downstairs.
His children, Jimmy and Kate, were at the table eating cereal.
"Hey Daddy. Guess what, Nelson pooped in the livingroom!" proclaimed Kate.
"I don't have time, sweetie. Have a good day, guys. Jimmy stay out of trouble."
Jack put his papers in his briefcase and clicked it shut. He scratched his head while walking out the door, realizing he never combed it after he showered. Oh well, no one will notice, he thought.
His wife curled the top of the lunchbag and came into the kitchen.
"Shit, did your father already leave?"
Jimmy nodded and Kate said "Don't say that word, Mum."
Kerri ran outside and down the front steps, almost tripping over the dog. "Jack, wait you forgot your lunch!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Jack was already halfway down the street, driving away in his Corolla. He heard the scream faintly and looked in his rear view mirror to see his wife waiving a bagged lunch. He slowed down the car and turned around thinking, "What's a few more minutes? I'll get hungry later anyway if I don't take that lunch."
He parked in the driveway and she handed him the bag followed by a peck on the cheek.
"What is it?"
"Ham and mayonnaise sandwich. Plus I put a brownie and an apple."
"Thanks, sweetie. I love you. See ya later," Jack pulled out and sped off after she said "I love you too."
"Fuck, I can't believe I fell asleep. FUCK!," he punched the dashboard twice, "Motherfucker, I'm so fuckin fired. Donalds won't believe one of my kids is sick again, that son of a bitch. Shit, shit, shit," he punched the dashboard thrice more.
Jack took out his sunglasses and put them on. The cloudless sky offered no protection from the sun. He itched his nose and sniffed. "This is gonna be a shitty day," he thought aloud.
"Damn did I bring the files?" he turned around and saw his briefcase in the back seat. "Phew. Ah, who cares if I brought them or not, Donalds will fire my ass anyway." Jack turned on the radio and started flipping through stations.
He wasn't paying attention to the traffic and ran a red light. Another car swerved, trying to avoid him and slammed into a pickup truck carrying metal piping. Jack swerved also.
Three of the pipes flew out of the back of the truck and exploded through his windshield. It was so sudden that it didn't seem like it was happening. Pain sunk in immediately throughout his chest and spread all through his body. Kerri's face appeared in his mind and her warmth comforted him.
The pain suddenly subsided and everything went black as he passed out. Holy shit what happened? Why is it so dark? Am I.... dead? Seconds passed and a blinding light appeared.
Everyone jumped out of their cars and a few used cell phones to call 911. It was a gruesome sight as people screamed in terror, looking at Jack Preston's impaled body.
Frustration. Anger. Confusion. Darkness. Light.
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User Reviews
Submitted by I_Have_a_Kristen_Fetish (user info) at 2004-09-07 18:37:42 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
No Comment
Submitted by kitchens_closed (user info) at 2004-08-23 00:25:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
To make up for Poo. (If you could do the same that'd be nice)
Submitted by Pooz (user info) at 2004-08-22 19:56:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Submitted by SullyThePirate (user info) at 2004-08-22 19:43:37 (#)
Ranking: -2
What the hell? Are you banned yet?
Submitted by SullyThePirate (user info) at 2004-08-12 23:41:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
I didn't want the ending to be extremely ubrupt. It probably didn't need to be put in there, but I thought the similarity of the dream and his death needed to be reminded.
Submitted by RideJohnnyRide (user info) at 2004-08-12 23:11:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
That last line totally ruined it for me.
Submitted by StonedSilly (user info) at 2004-08-12 22:58:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
whoa
Submitted by Random Faggot <RandomFaggot.at.randomfaggot.com> at 2004-08-12 16:25:46 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
and here's another +1 because that pic made me laugh my ass off. idk y.
Submitted by Random Faggot <RandomFaggot.at.randomfaggot.com> at 2004-08-12 16:24:12 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
i thougt it was alright but you could have made a scene where his kids are beaten or something. +1 because impaling.
Submitted by Chroniclysm (user info) at 2004-08-12 02:25:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
+2 for impaling things.
Submitted by DonkeyOnTheEdge (user info) at 2004-08-12 02:07:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by coley <notloggedin> at 2004-08-12 00:52:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Since I'm not logged in my rating doesn't count, and perhaps it doesn't matter to you anyhow. But I'd like to say your writing itself is good, but the story seemed to jump from beginning to end.
Missing a giant chunk in the middle.
Submitted by lux78 (user info) at 2004-08-11 23:13:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good story, kinda reminds me of one of my typical mornings.
Submitted by SullyThePirate (user info) at 2004-08-11 22:42:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Damn the picture didn't appear on the page. Don't click that it's lame.