Post by zombiesx on Jan 20, 2008 10:32:13 GMT -5
Here it is, where it all began again, his journey to come back and find what he had left behind. The street where he took his first puff of a cigarette was this very one, the one where he had the relationship with the actually girl next door, who’s father had beat her. It had all came back to him, the times she would show up at his house with bruises on her face, the times he would go to her house, with cuts on his wrist. But that was the past, and this is his chance to do what he had set out to do, walking up to her door, where she had stayed as a child, stayed with her father.
Reaching his hand up to the door, Jake knocked on it, and a woman answered. A woman but not the one he had wanted to catch his eye, this could not be his love, this woman was older. She was at the least fifty years of age, and that is for sure not what he had came for.
“Hello, does Stacy live here?”
Her new name, the one she had changed to herself was Stacy, this was not very hard to find out, as one of his friends as a child had told him. One who meet him when he came in, the kid lived with his parents and it seems as if Stacy did to, maybe a turn off to the average person if so. But it did not matter, he wanted to meet her first and catch up on things with her.
“Stacy has been gone a long time, she moved out a few years back. So who are you?”
“One of her friends...Who has been gone a long time as well.”
“Well I guess, that it would be no problem giving you her address, it’s not to far away, just hold on.”
The stepmother of Stacy walked away, into the house that seems to be really abused, and not taken care of. He had not asked his friend where she lived, simply because he did not think she would have moved, but thinking of her father’s ways he could see why she had.
“Here it is.”
The same voice he had just talked to, had said those words, as Jake had been turned and looking across the road, at the horrible houses that have been in the same condition. He turned and simply saw the woman’s hand out, with a folded piece of paper in it, reaching into her hand, he took it. The place is in the state, luckily for him, the state that he is in right now, and the only thing that seemed beautiful about this crap hole was the weather.
“Thanks.”
He said the words as a lie, as it really did not matter now, as she really screwed up the first impression, which is always supposed to be the best. The words whore, simply told Jake, that she was a problem, and a problem not to be solved. She must be a smart ass, but he would not say anything to her, as he was trying to play on a nice side.
He turned, and made his way down the steeps, and then was walking away from the house, and down the street, making his way to a place, where there are three other turns, not counting the one his way. The merging would have confused him if he had not been here, but he simply turned right and continued. He had no doubt in his mind, none at all that she would be here where he had been giving the address to go, as the woman who gave to him seemed to be trustworthy. But as he had learned not to long ago, nothing is as it seemed, and the most beautiful people, could be the biggest back stabber around.
His whore he had dated, and fail apart with was a example of what the hell love is. It is what kicks you in the teeth, to remind you that you are pathetic and do not deserve it. He had that slap him in the face, before he got to the house of her, a few steeps away just a few feet, there is her house. White paint, with a black roof, it stands a pretty good size, but not rich people size. None the less, it beats the hell out of the trailer he lives in, which could be understandable, as his job situation is not at the best.
The pay checks are getting bigger, which is not a bad thing for him to admit, and if he wanted a real job he would not leave this one, due to the simple fact that this is what he loves. He does not want to dress in the fancy dress cloths, and have that utter crap on his shirt, that holds your pens,
that. He wants to be in his everyday cloths, and kick peoples ass, making himself lose blood and get cuts, why is that? He wants to be known, known by people who pass him, so they can ask him is he is Jake Slash.
But all that aside he is here, closer to the house, and walking down a side walk set thing, with grass growing around the sides of the concrete walk way. There is the door, set at the top of her steeps, her small steeps which has four of five parts that he will have to walk up, and he is some what afraid to. She could be dating someone, she could be married, pregnant, anything. She could hate his guts, hate his guts for not coming back sooner, and she could have moved on with her life,
But hey she’s just another chick. That’s what came in his mind, a person who he hated had told him that in school, the one man chasing girls to use as a pleasure object, that! She is his everything, the sun, the grass, the stars, and the moon. She is not just another chick, she keeps him alive, giving him hope for the next day of his life, hope to not blow himself away.
He looked down the barrel of the gun many times before, and he thought why should I not just pull this trigger, and she was why he did not pull it and shoot himself in the face. Suicide is to be done when awake, making him hope to just get some sleep. He has scaled up these stairs, each one draws him closer to the door, closer to the one he has been seeking. He knocked his fist on the door, knocking with a pace *Knock Knock Knock*.
There it was, he herd the door knob rattle, as if being turned and he took a deep breath in, and held it. The door had opened and in front of his eyes, was a beautiful woman, with long red hair. So innocent she seemed, looking into the eyes of Jake, looking into her eyes as well, the words transferred threw emotion. No one had said a word, the eyes told it all to each other, she was surprised, and he had been patient, it took that to wait for her.
“Jake!!!”
The emotion had went into that word, as it would to see a missing person who had been swept away from you, and you had not saw in a long time. She jumped forward hugging him, as he lifted her above the ground, her legs simply wrapped around his body, so gentle. The two started a kiss, with tongue action involved, as the two wished that the moment would last forever, she pulled her head back, flipping her hair back behind he head.
“Jake!!!!! Come in!!!”
Jake let her down to her feet, as she walked into this house, the outside was fine, and now walking in to the house, it was more than ok, it was, it was perfect. This house was beautiful, he had walked threw following her, shutting the door behind him, as he walked in. So now here he is, somewhat stunned that his girl he had left who had so very little, gained so very much.
“Sit down!!! I have so many questions! I missed you!!!”
The good thoughts are that she remembers him, which she truly did as she had been feeling withdraw the same as him, only her’s had been longer than his. Since he left her, the drug was him, just as much as the weed, and cocaine where drugs to the junkies. Sitting across from him is what he had waited for, and he has no problem with catching up threw talking, as well it would really be a great conversation.
“So Jake, what have you done over the years.”
The question asked was answered, if to tell her the real truth he would, but did not go as in depth as he wanted to, as the truth was he fought for her. The anger that came from being forced to leave piled up, and he truly was taking his anger out in each match he had entered. It was what was soothing him, and soothing him was making others miserable.
“Well I am now signed to a company known as the WFWF, which is a wrestling federation.”
“Oh I have seen ads for that, on the tv but never watched it.”
“Well I have been working there, that is really my career and it is really something I enjoy doing.”
“Well...”
“Oh sorry, so what have you been doing?”
“I am working at a office, it pays a nice amount, and well I have missed you, moved on some but... No one was perfect. Most of the people where jerks, who did not care about me, and well I am single now, but I don’t suppose someone like you would be.”
“Then you are wrong, I am single, and have been going threw the same thing, I dated them to sooth the sensation of missing you, but no matter who, they could never replace you.”
The words melted her, as the sun melted the snow that January had brought in, a few days after it came. Her mind is filled already with what their future could be, and the things she saw where nothing but good. She was ready for the love that will last for the rest of her life, she could really she herself growing old with this man...Maybe even seeing death with him.
“Well...Then will you...”
“Yes I will Jake...I love you!!!”
(----------;;---------)
“Barbie, do you think I am going to play with you like a lover would??? that!!!! I will ing beat you to death....You ing whore!!!! I don’t give a if this is your first ing match, I am not above kicking your ass!”
Reaching his hand up to the door, Jake knocked on it, and a woman answered. A woman but not the one he had wanted to catch his eye, this could not be his love, this woman was older. She was at the least fifty years of age, and that is for sure not what he had came for.
“Hello, does Stacy live here?”
Her new name, the one she had changed to herself was Stacy, this was not very hard to find out, as one of his friends as a child had told him. One who meet him when he came in, the kid lived with his parents and it seems as if Stacy did to, maybe a turn off to the average person if so. But it did not matter, he wanted to meet her first and catch up on things with her.
“Stacy has been gone a long time, she moved out a few years back. So who are you?”
“One of her friends...Who has been gone a long time as well.”
“Well I guess, that it would be no problem giving you her address, it’s not to far away, just hold on.”
The stepmother of Stacy walked away, into the house that seems to be really abused, and not taken care of. He had not asked his friend where she lived, simply because he did not think she would have moved, but thinking of her father’s ways he could see why she had.
“Here it is.”
The same voice he had just talked to, had said those words, as Jake had been turned and looking across the road, at the horrible houses that have been in the same condition. He turned and simply saw the woman’s hand out, with a folded piece of paper in it, reaching into her hand, he took it. The place is in the state, luckily for him, the state that he is in right now, and the only thing that seemed beautiful about this crap hole was the weather.
“Thanks.”
He said the words as a lie, as it really did not matter now, as she really screwed up the first impression, which is always supposed to be the best. The words whore, simply told Jake, that she was a problem, and a problem not to be solved. She must be a smart ass, but he would not say anything to her, as he was trying to play on a nice side.
He turned, and made his way down the steeps, and then was walking away from the house, and down the street, making his way to a place, where there are three other turns, not counting the one his way. The merging would have confused him if he had not been here, but he simply turned right and continued. He had no doubt in his mind, none at all that she would be here where he had been giving the address to go, as the woman who gave to him seemed to be trustworthy. But as he had learned not to long ago, nothing is as it seemed, and the most beautiful people, could be the biggest back stabber around.
His whore he had dated, and fail apart with was a example of what the hell love is. It is what kicks you in the teeth, to remind you that you are pathetic and do not deserve it. He had that slap him in the face, before he got to the house of her, a few steeps away just a few feet, there is her house. White paint, with a black roof, it stands a pretty good size, but not rich people size. None the less, it beats the hell out of the trailer he lives in, which could be understandable, as his job situation is not at the best.
The pay checks are getting bigger, which is not a bad thing for him to admit, and if he wanted a real job he would not leave this one, due to the simple fact that this is what he loves. He does not want to dress in the fancy dress cloths, and have that utter crap on his shirt, that holds your pens,
that. He wants to be in his everyday cloths, and kick peoples ass, making himself lose blood and get cuts, why is that? He wants to be known, known by people who pass him, so they can ask him is he is Jake Slash.But all that aside he is here, closer to the house, and walking down a side walk set thing, with grass growing around the sides of the concrete walk way. There is the door, set at the top of her steeps, her small steeps which has four of five parts that he will have to walk up, and he is some what afraid to. She could be dating someone, she could be married, pregnant, anything. She could hate his guts, hate his guts for not coming back sooner, and she could have moved on with her life,
But hey she’s just another chick. That’s what came in his mind, a person who he hated had told him that in school, the one man chasing girls to use as a pleasure object,
that! She is his everything, the sun, the grass, the stars, and the moon. She is not just another chick, she keeps him alive, giving him hope for the next day of his life, hope to not blow himself away.He looked down the barrel of the gun many times before, and he thought why should I not just pull this trigger, and she was why he did not pull it and shoot himself in the face. Suicide is to be done when awake, making him hope to just get some sleep. He has scaled up these stairs, each one draws him closer to the door, closer to the one he has been seeking. He knocked his fist on the door, knocking with a pace *Knock Knock Knock*.
There it was, he herd the door knob rattle, as if being turned and he took a deep breath in, and held it. The door had opened and in front of his eyes, was a beautiful woman, with long red hair. So innocent she seemed, looking into the eyes of Jake, looking into her eyes as well, the words transferred threw emotion. No one had said a word, the eyes told it all to each other, she was surprised, and he had been patient, it took that to wait for her.
“Jake!!!”
The emotion had went into that word, as it would to see a missing person who had been swept away from you, and you had not saw in a long time. She jumped forward hugging him, as he lifted her above the ground, her legs simply wrapped around his body, so gentle. The two started a kiss, with tongue action involved, as the two wished that the moment would last forever, she pulled her head back, flipping her hair back behind he head.
“Jake!!!!! Come in!!!”
Jake let her down to her feet, as she walked into this house, the outside was fine, and now walking in to the house, it was more than ok, it was, it was perfect. This house was beautiful, he had walked threw following her, shutting the door behind him, as he walked in. So now here he is, somewhat stunned that his girl he had left who had so very little, gained so very much.
“Sit down!!! I have so many questions! I missed you!!!”
The good thoughts are that she remembers him, which she truly did as she had been feeling withdraw the same as him, only her’s had been longer than his. Since he left her, the drug was him, just as much as the weed, and cocaine where drugs to the junkies. Sitting across from him is what he had waited for, and he has no problem with catching up threw talking, as well it would really be a great conversation.
“So Jake, what have you done over the years.”
The question asked was answered, if to tell her the real truth he would, but did not go as in depth as he wanted to, as the truth was he fought for her. The anger that came from being forced to leave piled up, and he truly was taking his anger out in each match he had entered. It was what was soothing him, and soothing him was making others miserable.
“Well I am now signed to a company known as the WFWF, which is a wrestling federation.”
“Oh I have seen ads for that, on the tv but never watched it.”
“Well I have been working there, that is really my career and it is really something I enjoy doing.”
“Well...”
“Oh sorry, so what have you been doing?”
“I am working at a office, it pays a nice amount, and well I have missed you, moved on some but... No one was perfect. Most of the people where jerks, who did not care about me, and well I am single now, but I don’t suppose someone like you would be.”
“Then you are wrong, I am single, and have been going threw the same thing, I dated them to sooth the sensation of missing you, but no matter who, they could never replace you.”
The words melted her, as the sun melted the snow that January had brought in, a few days after it came. Her mind is filled already with what their future could be, and the things she saw where nothing but good. She was ready for the love that will last for the rest of her life, she could really she herself growing old with this man...Maybe even seeing death with him.
“Well...Then will you...”
“Yes I will Jake...I love you!!!”
(----------;;---------)
“Barbie, do you think I am going to play with you like a lover would???
that!!!! I will ing beat you to death....You ing whore!!!! I don’t give a if this is your first ing match, I am not above kicking your ass!”
