Second chance (617 hits)
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Submitted by Professional Peon <prof_peon.at.yahoo.com> (View user info) at 2005-07-25 19:31:28 EDT
I stared down at my drink before me. I had numerous thoughts swirling through my head. I felt lost in my own little world. I failed to notice the handsome man who walked through the front door. He was smiling warmly and nodded graciously at all the people that made eye contact with him.
He was a stunning man who appeared to be in his late twenties, or early thirties. He was tall with dark hair and large childlike eyes. He was dressed in a bright white suit and looked very out of place in this establishment when compared to the usual clientele.
He approached me while I was staring intensely at my beer.
"If you stare at that bottle any harder it might just do a trick." He joked warmly.
"Hmm"
"Mind if I sit down?"
I silently motioned for him to be seated at the table across from me.
"Something on your mind?" he asked
I looked up at him slightly annoyed. I hadn't bothered to look at him before. I noticed he was very handsome, but something about him seemed rather odd. "I like to come here to think." I insisted as I forced a friendly smile.
"You know" he began "your mouth is smiling but your eyes show great sadness. A girl with such a pretty smile should not have to entertain false happiness" the man said as he placed his hand under my chin and brought my gaze to match his.
I was taken aback by his unwanted physical contact and verbal intrusions. "Are you a shrink?" I asked him coldly.
"I am...."
"You are out of place here..... you don't belong."
"Well, that's very rude of you to say."
"It was not a statement" I replied. "It was merely an observation."
"Ah, I see." He said as he nodded his head.
"Nice pimp hat you have there, couldn't get one any bigger? And yes, that was a statement."
"Well in my line of work it's best to go incognito."
"Well, in that case if you are a pimp you are doing a horrible job of blending in."
"I'm still attempting to ascertain the cultural nuances of today?"
"HUH?" I looked at him strangely before taking a sip of my beer.
"I haven't been around for quite some time."
"Ah, well all you had to say is that you just got out of prison, that's nothing new to people around here."
"I was not in prison; I am a man of God."
"Oh, okay, in that case you have yourself a nice night. Keep that act up and you'll get flagged before you even get started" I laughed as I got up from my seat.
The gentleman's voice changed to a guttural growl.
"SIT DOWN"
I looked at him like I would any other who rudely demanded anything from me. He took a deep breath as his voice returned to normal.
"I'm sorry, please.... please sit down. I need to speak with you."
"Okay, well lighten up a little will you man?"
"I'm sorry. I am not used to defiance."
"Ah, a wife beater huh? Is that what you were in jail for?"
"I told you I am a man of God."
"Aren't we all, you know except for us girls." I smiled as I flagged the waitress for another beer.
"I know who you are" he whispered quietly.
"So does everybody else in this town."
"But I know who you were before you came to this sleepy little town. I know the person you used to be."
"What is this about?" I asked with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion in my eyes.
"I am your guardian angel" he announced as he lit up a smoke.
I spit out my beer before I laughed my ass off.
"Stop laughing" he quietly demanded. But I continued my hysterics.
"I'm sorry" I attempted to sound as apologetic as possible while wiping the tears from my eyes.
"DON'T LAUGH AT ME!!!!!!!" he bellowed as he slammed his fist on the table. The force of his blow cracked the table and slightly skewed his overly sized hat.
I covered my mouth to stifle the urge to giggle and again attempted to apologize. "I'm sorry; I guess I was hoping for something a little more believable. When you said you knew me I just as soon assumed you meant from high school. But that was just over the top."
The gentleman lifted his hat slightly so I could get a good look at the horns appearing on his forehead.
"Some guardian angel you must be. Does that line work with anyone?"
The man simply shrugged his shoulders and smiled. He leaned towards me and his smile disappeared from his face. He pulled out a notepad and leaned back in his chair. "Let's see" he began as he scratched his forehead. "It appears that there was a little mistake on our part a while back and you... well... you need to come with me."
I looked at him sternly as I took another sip from my beer. "And why pray tell would you think something like that?"
"According to our records......."
"Wait... you guys have records."
"Well of course we do." He looked at me with all seriousness. "Haven't you ever wondered why you are still here?"
"No."
"Don't lie it's unbecoming of a lady like you."
I chuckled slightly. "I thought you said you knew me."
"I do, and the problem here is that you have been living like a cat. Haven't you ever wondered why you are so.... so lucky?"
"I wouldn't necessarily use the word lucky."
"You had more scrapes with ten years then most people have in a lifetime and unfortunately we've been a little backed up in our paperwork, but we've caught the error and now I'm here to collect you."
"You can't just do that, it's against the rules."
"Yeah... you're right so how bout we make it a little interesting?"
"How's do you propose we do that?"
"I will give you a choice. You know that little thought that flies through your head on occasion? The one that makes you wonder what your life would be like if that one day of your life went differently. Think back to that lovely little day at work. Remember when you almost died. You know that's the event that started the chain that set your life on its current path."
"That's not true" I whispered as I began to shake.
"You know it is" he chuckled as he circled me. "That one day caused you to be sick for weeks and remember how you couldn't stop shaking for a month. Don't you remember your new asshole boss who ridiculed you for not being able to stand, who embarrassed you in front of all your coworkers. You sought other employment and what happened then?"
A tear welled up in my eye.
"You met who?"
"My father's son" I croaked through tears.
"And then you became a mom and now what do you have?"
"A family."
"But?...." he asked
"But" I stared at him with a confused look "what?"
"Let's just say I gave you the chance to go back to that point. Back to that one day that set your whole life in this direction. I take you back and allow you to change the course of that day."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Because this is not the life you dreamt about. Is this really how you pictured yourself at this point in time?"
"I............."
He sat down beside me and put his arm around my shoulder. "Think about it. You would be living the high life, free to go wherever your heart desires. Do all the things that you never got to do like visit Europe. Chase those childish dreams of being somebody."
"But I am somebody."
"You could be somebody that others would want to be."
I pondered for a moment about this strange proposition. "Well what would happen to the people in my life now?"
"They would simply forget you."
"Except my son, he would be........gone."
"Born to a good home I promise. His soul will get to go somewhere else."
"What about all the things that I've learned since then?"
"Forgotten."
"That doesn't sound fair" I said as I huffed at him.
"Well you would have to sacrifice something."
"What's the catch?"
"If you don't like it, unfortunately you can not come back to this life."
I thought about it seriously for a few minutes. It did seem like quite a nice idea to go back to being 19 again. But with all that would be lost I wasn't sure if it would be worth it. Then I realized I was speaking to the devil and I would most likely have to promise him my soul.
"How do I know that I won't get hit by a bus the day after? It would be a pretty shitty thing to have happen, so I figure that's why you are so eager. You would get me back real quick that way."
The man let out an exasperated sigh. He snapped his fingers and the bar went quiet, the people froze and a television flickered on.
"How 'bout a sneak peek? Anything, just ask. Want to see who you will date? Maybe you will shack up with a celebrity. Maybe you will be a famous musician."
"Or a crack whore."
"Now, now, no need to be so negative. I think I have a shot of the World Poker tour in 2009 here."
"My eyes lit up slightly."
He took that as his queue to start the show. I found myself holding my breath.
HELLO EVERYBODY AND WELCOME BACK TO THE FINAL TABLE OF THE WORLD POKER TOUR OF 2009. WE HAVE A HOT NEWCOMER WHO HAS BEEN KNOCKING THEM OUT ALL NIGHT LONG. ALL EYES HAVE BEEN ON................<click>
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Turn it back on!"
"I don't want to see. I don't believe anything you say, it's all lies."
"You fucking bitch. I come here out of the kindness of my heart and this is how you thank me??
I was startled by him noticed a faint buzzing sounds of voices coming from somewhere. I couldn't quite put my finger on where it was coming from. When I looked at the man I noticed his face had begun to grow red from anger and frustration. Horribly demonic wings burst through the back of his suit. I moved away from him and ducked my head behind a wall as he made a run at me. My body was shaking uncontrollably.
Suddenly a warm sensation covered my body. Calmness, and peace came over me so I opened my eyes. A soft glow had formed around me. I looked over my shoulder to see my guardian angels wings wrapped around me like a protective shield. The man stopped in his tracks.
"She is not for you" my guardian angel proclaimed as we faced the man together.
"Yeah, I don't think I'm supposed to go to hell and this was all a trick.... and you're an asshole."
"Human, have you ever been to Hell? I think not. You know once Hell was nothing more than the absence of God. And if you had ever been in his presence, you would know that's punishment enough. But then, your kind came along, and made it SO MUCH WORSE."
My guardian and I looked at each other slightly confused. "What is going on?" I whispered to him.
He shook his head and proclaimed "Human beings aren't capable of 1/100 the evil a shitbag demon like you is."
"DUDE! You just completely sounded like a girl there!" I was now completely confused as to what the hell was going on.
The man began to slowly walk towards us. "Evil is an ABSTRACT! It's a HUMAN construct! But true to his irresponsible nature, Man won't own up to being its engineer. So he chooses to blame his dark deeds on my ilk. But his selfishness is limitless. It wasn't enough just to shadow his own existence, he turned Hell into a SUFFERING PIT! Fire, wailing, darnkess! The kind of place ANYONE would do ANYTHING to get out of! And why? Because he lacks the ability to forgive himself! It is beyond your comprehension to do simple recompense for the sins you commit. No, you choose instead to invent a psycho-drama and dwell in foundless belief that God could never forgive your grievous offenses. So you bring your guilt and your inner decay with you to Hell where the hoards of thousands of gluttons for punishment infect the abyss since the first one of your kind arrived generations ago, begging to be punished. In doing so, he transformed Hell from cold and solitude to PAIN and MISERY! I've spent eons, privy to the flames, inhaling the decay, hearing the wail of the damned. I KNOW WHAT AFFECT such horrors have on the delicate psyche of an angelic being!"
I looked to my angel. "This is starting to freak me out. I feel like I'm having deja-vu or something."
My angel smiled at me and hugged me. "It's time for you to go now" he said softly as he spun me in a circle.
I ended up rolling off my bed with the remote control still in my hand from last night. I look up at the t.v. in time to see Azrael getting gutted with a golf club. "Yum" I said to my cat as the shit oozed out of his stomach. "I wonder what's for breakfast" I joked as the two of us wandered downstairs to start our day.
I have got to stop using the television for an alarm clock.
User Reviews
Submitted by DrSeussman (user info) at 2005-11-01 20:56:41 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Goddamn woman you can fucking write! I even had him pictured when you described your "angel". I would SO love to play poker with you sometime. Maybe we can do it online huh? Party Poker look for tastsLIKchkn.
Submitted by Istaros (user info) at 2005-08-27 12:54:48 EDT (#)
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Submitted by DanielH (user info) at 2005-08-23 21:40:10 EDT (#)
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Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:08:09 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:27:31 EDT (#)
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Oh shit Benny I didn't even realize I did that. I must have read through this 10 times and I didn't notice any of the mistakes till after I posted it (of course)
But either way.. son's father, father's son.. same difference.
Or is it!
What the hell man I'm not (proof) readin all that!
Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-07-25 23:09:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I really liked this. Things got a little strange when the main character recalled having sex with her brother though. I believe you meant to say I met my son's father not my father's son.
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-07-25 22:52:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome!
Submitted by DonovanMD (user info) at 2005-07-25 22:44:58 EDT (#)
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Submitted by goose (user info) at 2005-07-25 22:12:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Excellent work!
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2005-07-25 22:12:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I didn't think you were capable of less tits....
Submitted by Saxon (user info) at 2005-07-25 20:59:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Wow this was awesome, i had to read it twice.
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-07-25 20:09:52 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
man.. all the good stuff happens to you!
oh - obligatory... NEEDS MORE TITS!
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-07-25 19:51:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
what is with the suit indeed.
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-07-25 19:45:30 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I love Dogma.
Submitted by Professional_Peon (user info) at 2005-07-25 19:39:03 EDT (#)
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Haha, maybe in the next one. I will call it "Second chance" now with more tits!!
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-07-25 19:38:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
whoops.
If I wasnt the nice Guy of Uber, you would have had a -2.
im gay
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-07-25 19:38:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
wheres your tits?
no tits = no rating.
You set the standard.