St. Eubrie: 1859 Cherry Avenue- Marty and Bobby- 3 (543 hits)
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Submitted by awesomeface (View user info) at 2006-08-15 18:10:18 EDT
There was still a small amount of light shining through the trees. The sun would go down soon. Bobby wanted to get out as fast as possible. He could barely see where he was digging with tears resting in his eyes. He took a moment and rested himself on the shovel. He pulled out the gold Zippo he found in the guest room where Marty stayed and lit up a cigarette. He imagined for a second that it slowed down his heart beat, calmed him down. It never really did. Smoking was a mind game to him and so was digging the hole.
When he stood over the finished hole he set Marissa's body wrapped in cloth and other materials next to it.
"I love you babe...I'm sorry." He rolled her over and heard her fall. He had only god to thank that the Redcrown Woods was so big. It hurt him incredibly to do it but if he couldn't have her then nobody would. Bobby flipped open his phone and saw the clock say five. He had an important call to make.
"Garret, it's Bobby. I got a job for you. Five hundred up front."
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Marty once again watched the sign zip by his head. It came by twice as fast this time.
WELCOME TO ST. EUBRIE
Marty looked at the clock. It said five so he had made good time on the road without being pulled over. His head was hurting from not eating a thing all day. It didn't help that he needed a smoke still from hours ago. He took the exit and headed towards Sunny's Auto. He saw the shop on the side of the road, pulled in, and parked.
A bell rang when Marty opened the door. A tall slender guy in overalls was working with a car. He got up and approached Marty.
"Hey how you doing?" He said with a friendly smile.
"Is Bobby in today?" Marty asked.
"No...he called in, said he had some stuff to do. He dropped a car off here earlier though." This immediately alarmed Marty.
"What kind of car?"
"It was a black Escort I think. I'm just being curious here. How do you know Bobby?"
"I'm his fiancé's brother."
"Marty?"
"Yup."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Eddy." Eddy said presenting his hand. The two shook hands and Marty liked his firm grip. He was a real man, unlike Bobby. "The car is out back if you want to take a look at it."
"Thanks. Ill see you around." Marty smiled back. Marty walked out back and saw what was unmistakably his sister's car. The black Saturn had some of her junk buried in the back behind even more junk. The car was a mess and had a blanket folded in the back. The worst possible began to play in Marty's head. If what he was thinking was true. Somebody was going to have to come pick up the vehicle.
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Garret Roberts arrived at Sonny's and parked the car next to a silver Jeep in the lot. It was eight and he was already dead tired. The shop was closed so he ran around the back and saw the car. It was a shitty car and was glad to dump it. He saw an unfolded blanket in the back of the car covering up a bunch of junk. He stepped into the Escort and started it up. Garret looked at the directions to the drop off.
"Fuck I gotta take this thing a long way." He mumbled pulling out into the street while looking at the directions. He was glad Bobby offered so much money up front to dump a car. Just as long as he didn't get pulled over he was set. What could possibly go wrong?
He was driving on a quiet road now. Not a car in sight. As soon as he dropped his hand to turn on the radio a strong grip encompassed his neck. The car swerved to the left and he hit the brake as hard as he could. He had never felt something grab him so strong. It took him a few seconds that seemed like minutes to realize it was a man. The car was at a stop. The man threw the shifter to park.
"You know they say a Ford Escort is one of the easiest cars to break into." The sinister voice said pressing what was unmistakably a handgun to his head. Garret was already so frightened he felt beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. "I know you aren't the guy I'm looking for. My boy doesn't have any hair but you can still help me out. I'm going to ask you a few questions and if you are cooperative I might not consider making you walk home."
"Y...y...yes sir," Garret replied in snippets.
"Now, who hired you?"
"Robert Larson." He snapped hastily hoping to not get hurt.
"Our good friend Bobby correct?"
"Yes sir."
"What did he want you to do with the car?"
"Dump it."
"Now I need to speak to Bobby. Haven't been able to get a hold of him all day. Don't think he wants to talk to me. I need to borrow your phone so step out of the car...slowly." Garret did as the mysterious man asked. He turned to see a large man with a military cut holding a gun to his face. "Put the phone on the ground and take 3 steps back." Garret slowly put the phone in the middle of the road and walked back hoping not to get shot. The man picked up the phone and kept the gun trained on him. He stepped into the car and drove off.
Garret forgot that he said he "might" not consider making him walk home.
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Bobby threw his clothes into a black duffel bed sitting on the bed that he and Marissa once shared. His phone began to vibrate on the table next to the bed. It was a text from Garret.
"Something went wrong i need to meet you right now meet me at the dirty habit." He read the message with incorrect grammar and wondered what possibly could have gone wrong. He finished stuffing junk into his duffel bag and snatched his keys off the kitchen counter.
He drove slower than he normally would have. Nobody was on to him yet but he still didn't want the attention. He opened the door to the Dirty Habit. He didn't come often but he fit in. The usual inhabitants were stretched across the bar in their places. He took a seat at the bar and waited for Garret who was nowhere to be found.
"Might as well have a drink." He mumbled and raised his hand over to the bartender. "Scotch on the rocks." The drink came across the counter and he took a swig. Just as the scotch hit his throat he heard a voice he thought to be hundreds of miles away by now. He put himself upright afraid to turn his head around.
"How you doing there stranger." The awfully familiar voice said to him. Bobby ignored him and took another drink. "I know you hear me. I wouldn't want to talk to me either if I were you."
Bobby closed his eyes and hoped for the best as Marty took a seat next to him.
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-11-01 21:44:25 EST (#)
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Submitted by fluff (user info) at 2006-08-23 18:32:51 EDT (#)
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You did it twice. +2 on racists fat fuck tony posts.
You deserve nothing but a horrible suffocation.
Submitted by sicosemen (user info) at 2006-08-16 13:18:04 EDT (#)
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I have indigo colored shit and I can't wait to hear the rest of this story, kind of like I'm not excited to shit because it's indigo and I can't wait to see it again.
Submitted by Foolproof (user info) at 2006-08-16 05:49:34 EDT (#)
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Keep going. My 2 series will continue...
I need an alter to post one under.
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2006-08-16 00:52:38 EDT (#)
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Submitted by awesome_face (user info) at 2006-08-16 00:10:38 EDT (#)
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typo. I put saturn instead of escort in one of the paragraphs. you have a prob then go fark yersalf.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2006-08-15 22:43:10 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2006-08-15 21:21:25 EDT (#)
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Excuse me if I misread something, but didn't a Saturn just turn into an Escort in here? :)
Submitted by awesome_face (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:51:41 EDT (#)
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Submitted by LSD420 (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:48:29 (#)
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needs more free handjobs
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free handjobs=rape
Submitted by LSD420 (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:48:29 EDT (#)
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needs more free handjobs
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:40:14 EDT (#)
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Yup
Submitted by awesome_face (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:26:51 EDT (#)
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oh yeah
part 1- http://www.ubersite.com/m/91431
part 2- http://www.ubersite.com/m/91577
Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2006-08-15 18:21:02 EDT (#)
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AWESOME...
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