Post by Publicist on Jun 27, 2017 21:01:14 GMT -5
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The rumble of the black Firebird T-top echoed through the woods as its headlights slashed through the night and fell on a dark cabin in the middle of nowhere. The car idled to a stop and the lights cut off, casting the lone structure back into a shroud of darkness. In the driver’s seat, a handsome blonde jock looked around for any sign of anyone else in the area. He chuckled and gave a shake of his head.
“Dude! There isn't anyone within miles of this place! Are you sure the party is supposed to be up here? The text said this was the address for the party, right? This place is dark as fuck…I didn’t see anyone else driving up this way.”
The young girl in the passenger seat gave a hard sigh as she cast a disgusted look in his direction. She obviously had other things on her mind besides the impending arrival of the rest of their friends. Narrowing her eyes, she leveled him with a venomous retort.
“Jesus FUCKING Christ! Seriously, I would have stayed with Ashton if I knew you were such a goddamn pussy!
The jock snatched the lit cigarette from her hand and threw it out as he rolled up the windows and locked the doors. She smirked at him, daring him to go further. He grabbed her by her throat, choking her as he pulled her in and smashed his lips against hers, ramming his tongue down her throat. This was a power game the two had played before, with her as the antagonist...pushing him to higher and higher levels of aggression that she desired. He shoved her back, knocking her against the door as he glared at her.
“You think that fucking ass clown has anything on me? That’s why you dumped his stupid ass in the first place Babe!
The girl grinned at him, licking her lips and looking him up and down. She took off her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt as she leaned back and beckoned him over. The jock looked around, concern evident on his face.
“What if someone comes?”
“If it’s me…don’t worry about it, if it’s you…just pull out!”
She grabbed him and pulled him down on top of her, kissing him furiously as she worked to unbuckle his pants. He pulled off his shirt and grinned as the girl worked at his zipper…
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Outside the car, a stranger approaches in the darkness dressed in black. The gleam of the moonlight glints off a long blade in the stranger's hand. The person in black comes to a stop at the passenger side of the car as it rocks back and forth and hands struggle for purchase against the foggy window; the obvious sounds of furious sex coming from inside. A gloved hand reaches for the door handle and yanks it open. The girl spills half way out of the car, hanging upside down as her head hits the ground, dazing her. The jock’s eyes go wide as he comes face to face with the stranger, a man with his face painted stark white with a single black tear drop, like a mime.
“What the fuck bro?”
The mime spoke not a word as his gloved hand tightened around ominous blade in his hand. Quick and unrelenting, the silent man lashed out with his blade and blood splattered the seat of the car as a scream echoed through the woods. A bright red gash appeared on the side of the jock’s face. He continued to scream, grasping at his ruined face as he scrambled back over the to the driver’s side. The mime turned his attention to the girl as she slowly came to. She blinked as she tried to clear her vision, staring upside down and into the face of the knife welding mime as he knelt down beside side her.
“Ash…?"
The car’s engine roared to life and the car took off as the girl screamed, her head dragging against the ground.
“STOP THE CAR!! STOP THE FUCKING CAR!! OH MY GO...”
Her screams are abruptly cut off as the car door swings open, then hits the side of a tree and slams shut, tearing the girl in half as the car speeds off, fishtailing wildly into the night. The body twitches in the darkness as the mime walks over to the mangled body of the girl, her entrails pulled out along the dusty road. She coughs and dark red blood erupts like a fount as she breathes her last breath. The knife falls from his hand as he takes off his gloves and goes down to his knees, no words escape him as his body quakes cradling the bloody mangled remains of the girl in the darkened roadway…
