Journal Entry: Thu Feb 14, 2013, 10:55 PM
The Dish Ran Away With The...
The door slammed behind him, a gust of harsh wind picked up from the violent force he gave the door.
"Bitch, where you at girl, HUH?!"
He took a step forward into the dim lit room, he'd been in this apartment on numerous occasions, typically the casual visit included laughter and attention to each other's needs, but no longer. The wind swept over the old duct-taped sofa and into the kitchen making the ceiling fan spin just a little bit. His boots were covered with saw dust and smelly gasoline stains, the knot in his laces tarred together, pulled and stretched, appeared to be falling apart, but still had a good five to ten years left in them.
"Dumb Brawd, I know about you and Calihan, don't think I don't you bitch! I heard from Eddy, yeah you forgot about him didn't CHA!! Yeah, Edward talked, eventually, his last words of whimpering, he blabbed it all OUT!!" He walked into the kitchen now, the ceiling fan just now coming to a complete stop. The refrigerator door had been left open and food and other edible substances laid about on the floor around the lit door. The lighting from the door shown down onto the floor up towards his leg, stepping on top of scattered trail mix and salteen cracker bits here and there.
"Yeah, you know what I done to Eddy, I, I, threw him off the roof, yeah, he dead now, no more of his dirty ass rat voice to be heard, that son of a bitch is crushed, just like you gonna be crushed now if you don't show that precious cunt of yours girl, Damn it LORETTA! I knows you's is hiding! Sal right, I's like to hunt down my women, makes for a better fuckn', you want that Loretta, you want a better fuckn'? Now I know's you do, I bet that pussy of yours got wet the second I's come in here. Always did didn't it, what about at the thought of Eddie's crushed face, HUH, HUH BITCH, you think of Eddie's face and you get wet, I bet you did…" Saying that as he flung open the pantry door, nothing, he then bent down to reach for the kitchen knife lying on the floor.
"Always were a freaky cunt, weren't CHA, dumb bitch always chasing for that high deep one," raising his voice for a moment, his chest protruding out like a rooster in a cock fight, showing off before the showdown. Then his eyes shifted to the hallway leading to the bedroom, his pace started for there.
"Yep, once a kinky slut, always a kinky slut. Now come on LORETTA, I know you just didn't up and leave with Calihan, I just knows' it. Or did cha..?" His lower lip pouting out now, his eyes not even blinking, just focusing on what they wanted to focus on, what they were made to focus on: the prey.
There was a glow coming from under the bedroom door, he got his knife in a good grip with his right hand and leaned over to turn the doorknob with the left. It turned, but he didn't push it in, he just stood there with it turned, waiting… just then he heard:
"Davy, wha..!" Loretta stood in the kitchen on the opposite side of the hallway, staring at her ex-husband, with grocery bags in her hands and a puzzled look on her face.
Davy opened his mouth to say something, but the door forced itself open, and a noise like a jet engine humming from low to loud came from the room as well as a blinding white light, which filled the entire apartment. Davy with his mouth still wide open, unable to say a word fell head first into the room, the door slammed shut and the light was gone the same instant Loretta's grocery bags hit the floor.
-continued in journal section-