by those you love - Waif (4) (1694 hits)
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Submitted by Smurfs (View user info) at 2005-04-29 14:07:15 EDT
Your lives - Waif (1) - http://www.ubersite.com/m/64996
are full of possibilities - Waif (2) - http://www.ubersite.com/m/65080
that are ignored - Waif (3) - http://www.ubersite.com/m/65253
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She could just barely make her out, the impression so old that it had grown hazy, shifting and losing focus under her concentration. She added golden locks, glowing strands of hair that streamed down her shoulders in a river of sun. With large blue eyes without the smokiness that clouded her own wide doe orbs and a small mouth, that could easily shift from flirtatious to scholarly. She wore glasses, the kind without frames that were balanced on her ears by bronzed legs that disappeared amidst her hair. An oval face, benign; with pale skin that freckled easily around the nose in the sun, light brown radiating pinpricks.
She had small hands with long fingers that managed to avoid being considered bony. Light pink fingernails ending in a French manicure, pure icebergs sitting on gentle the clouds at dawn. She wore a bracelet. A thin interwoven silver chain that she had polished almost obsessively. It had been a joke that if she was ever lost she could just follow the light from her mother's wrist. Her shoulders were toned, a defined bone structure that balanced comfortably between petite and ladylike. Her manner was delicate and deliberate, learned in her childhood and cultivated in her slight twang. Her voice was melodious, conjuring images of grandiose Southern manor houses. Ivy walls and pebbled paths guarded by towering oak trees that stood at attention shading revelers beneath their canopies.
She wore a light sundress, white with an embroidered flower print. It hung loosely from her shoulders, silhouetting her body when she stepped in front of the window. She was healthy and beautiful, one of those women who manage to be petite yet voluptuous. Long legs with strong calves that had grow out of her love of the outdoors. She seemed to soak in the sun and hold its warmth inside of her, glowing. When she smiled she blazed, her happiness infecting those around her. She seemed a creature born of sunshine, of lightness. Airy and spry, she had a quick mind sharpened over books and the crossword. She'd spend her mornings sitting on the couch, her ankles hanging over the side, crossed and bobbing to a silent melody. A pencil in her mouth kept pace as she went though the New York Times until she found their crossword. Her nose would twitch, her forehead would rise, and she'd be absorbed until it was completed. Bathed in satisfaction she'd leap from the couch, twirling about the room, grabbing anyone available to dance with her.
'Take me to my mother,' the girl told her father. He stared at her, his elbows resting on the table, a TV dinner set between them.
Shaking his head he picked up a piece of turkey, 'No can do kid.'
'Now.' She demanded, her little hands clenched at her side.
Her father paused mid-chew, his eyes narrowing, 'Do. Not. Ever. Demand. ANYTHING. From me!' He breathed heavily between each word, spiting bits of turkey upon the table as rage piled behind his eyes.
'Now!' She squeaked as her voice cracked, forging into unfamiliar territory. She could probably count the amount of times she had talked to her father on both hands. But her latest dream had stirred her, emboldened her.
Angrily, he kicked the chair out from under him sending it crashing into the cabinet under the kitchen sink. 'You fucking BITCH!' He shouted, stalking slowly around the table, his hairy legs sticking from his stained, once-white boxers.
She shrank slightly as he towering above her, slowly worked his mouth. 'Please?'
The corner of her eye caught his hand as it was descendin-
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She awoke with a start, banging the back of her head against the cabinet. Before her the table was lying on its side, one of the legs broken off and the chair had been smashed to smithereens. She gingerly brought a hand to her face, grimacing at the pain shooting up her arm. Touching her swollen lip and half-shut eye her hand came away clean, the blood having dried while she was unconscious. She tried to stand to see the damage in the mirror in the bathroom, but collapsed back on the floor before she could get her legs under her. The tears wouldn't come and she sobbed drying on the floor, her body screaming as it shook.
She missed the footsteps, not noticing until her father stood over her. He'd thrown a robe on and had ice wrapped around his right hand. He reeked of gin and held the almost empty bottle in his left had. With a snarl he tipped it over her and she screamed as the liquor crackled upon her face. As the last drop splattered against her forehead he hurled it across the room where it shattered to join its predecessors.
'You want your mommy, bitch?' He spat on her, tossing a newspaper clipping into the air. It lazily circled once before spiraling down to her lap.
She looked at the headline as he walked off, 'Woman found dead in dumpster behind restaurant.'
She sobbed, 'No!'
Her fathers disembodied voice floated out from his room, 'Believe it bitch. Your fucking whore of a mother OD'd at some crack house shortly after having you; probably couldn't stand you either. Her name was Billie or Julie or something like that... I don't even remember her last name... just another cunt I was fucking at the time, only this one was so fucking stupid she didn't even realize she was pregnant.'
Fire flared around the sobbing girl as she coughed, choking on tears and blood. Franticly she tore apart the newspaper clipping though watery eyes, piling the shreds into her mouth and swallowing. Curling into a ball, sticking to the alcohol and blood upon the floor she curled into a fetal position and let the sunlight from the window wash over her.
(to be countinued)
User Reviews
Submitted by jumpinjellyfish (user info) at 2005-06-03 14:23:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You're the best.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-05-03 14:16:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by algermetiphist (user info) at 2005-04-30 12:23:51 EDT (#)
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No comment.
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2005-04-29 23:25:21 EDT (#)
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Submitted by fudgepacker (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:53:26 (#)
Ranking: 2
perhaps one time...ONE TIME....you could enlighten us all and make a spelling mistake and/or a grammatical error.
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He did, he did!!!! Wooo!!!
Long legs with strong calves that had grow out of her love of the outdoors.
I feel so much better, now.
No, I'm still inferrior.
Fuck.
Submitted by Smurfs (user info) at 2005-04-29 18:27:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Davros (user info) at 2005-04-29 17:19:16 (#)
Ranking: 2
And you are going to be a lawyer?
Surely something more creative should be in order.
This has me hooked.
How many more?
-Dave
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Two more planned, but then it merges with [http://www.ubersite.com/m/45811] and I might need more before the merge.
Submitted by Davros (user info) at 2005-04-29 17:19:16 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Smurfs (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:21:39 (#)
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Haha, you should read some of my other stuff, I write these over lunch usually and I barely have time to write them let alone proofread them, I try and do both at the same time.
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And you are going to be a lawyer?
Surely something more creative should be in order.
This has me hooked.
How many more?
-Dave
Submitted by runswithscissors (user info) at 2005-04-29 16:47:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Smurfs (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:21:39 (#)
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Submitted by fudgepacker (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:53:26 (#)
Ranking: 2
perhaps one time...ONE TIME....you could enlighten us all and make a spelling mistake and/or a grammatical error.
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Haha, you should read some of my other stuff, I write these over lunch usually and I barely have time to write them let alone proofread them, I try and do both at the same time.
But thanks!
You crank these out on your lunch breaks? It would take me days to put something like
this together.....if not weeks......
Submitted by icepigs (user info) at 2005-04-29 16:27:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Another +2. Good stuff.
Submitted by runswithscissors (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:24:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I pray to god that this is fiction.........
Submitted by Rocktsrgn (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:23:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn. Once again, just damn.
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:22:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Damn it, pigfucker, can't you do a proper shitpost, like all of mine, just once?
Submitted by Smurfs (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:21:39 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by fudgepacker (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:53:26 (#)
Ranking: 2
perhaps one time...ONE TIME....you could enlighten us all and make a spelling mistake and/or a grammatical error.
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Haha, you should read some of my other stuff, I write these over lunch usually and I barely have time to write them let alone proofread them, I try and do both at the same time.
But thanks!
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-04-29 15:11:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by kimmy02721 (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:54:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i hope this ends with her getting revenge. this is fucked up.
Submitted by fudgepacker (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:53:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
perhaps one time...ONE TIME....you could enlighten us all and make a spelling mistake and/or a grammatical error.
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:46:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
fucking terrible as ever. keep it up.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:46:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I love me a good comedy, like this.
Submitted by ToxicNarcotic (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:33:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
nice.
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:30:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
oooof.
man... you just keep turning the knife. Just when I think there is a ray of hope in her life.
Wow..Awesome. Now I'm officially addicted.
Submitted by Mr.Brightside (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:27:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
how many parts are you expecting to finish this in? just curious
Submitted by Totally_useless (user info) at 2005-04-29 14:15:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Can I have merlot for blood?
That would be cool.