Apr 2015
CHAPTER 1 - Part 1
The lone figure hobbled painfully down the road, one hand clasped to his bleeding thigh, the other just hanging aimlessly by his side.
He wore a filthy white shirt, the collar now dog eared and embedded with stale sweat. The baking sun bore down on his navy, army-style, jacket - burning its fabric so intensely that the colour pigments had actually started to fade, giving the whole coat a washed out purplish tinge at its fraying edges. Upon the jacket's left arm was a peeling smiley sticker, the actual curl of the paper contorting the smiley's face into a strained grimace.
The other arm was stained with blood.
"Go... go... with the flow -" He whispered quietly to himself, head hung over, cast in thick shadow by his greasy hair. With every jaunty step he took, a spurt of blood escaped from his clutching hand and dripped onto the tarmac road - where it sizzled in the sun.
He wheezed and gasped, as if his throat was lined with dry sandpaper - and yet he still whispered quietly to himself, those same words over and over again.
"Go... go... with the flow."
Fields of daisies surrounded him - their once canary yellow petals, now scorched brown; dead and lifeless. Everything dead in this world, apart from him, the punishing sun in the sky, and Death itself.
He shook his head swiftly once - for no apparent reason.
["You don't have to, babe - we can work it out!"]
"No... we... ca-n't..." He groaned to himself, shaking his head side to side, his free hand starting to twitch.
"Can't... just can't -"
A slight wind suddenly blew from the north, lifting up his mopped fringe, scantly revealing his face. His skin was sickly white, the hair only moving enough to reveal a circular scar gouged all the way around his right eye - the pupil of which, was pooled with blood.
He smiled, a lopsided grin that revealed pristine white teeth.
["No, no please - just put it down, we can sort it all out!"]
"Baby, baby, babyyy..." He spoke clearly, his tone now remarkably smoother and refined. In some eerie way it was as if he was trying not to laugh at something, the same sort of tone a school kid would use when trying not to laugh at a joke as they're getting told off by a teacher.
It was as if... well it was as if he was in his own little world, talking to a person that was only existent in his head.
["I don't care what you've done... I still love you!"]
"No you don't."
His leg continued to bleed, and the sun burned even brighter, but he stood up straight - well almost, one shoulder sloped slightly to the left side. His leg was bent at heavily at the knee, blood running in rivets down his pants.
["Jay... l-listen, j-just put it down - there's no reason for this!"]
With a flick, he shook out a seven inch carving knife straight out of his sleeve - the hand holding deadly still.
The blade glittered in the sun.
["Jay - no!"]
He lurched forwards, holding out the knife to his side and flicking with a menacing flair.
"Baby be still... just go with the flow..."
AJ
The lone figure hobbled painfully down the road, one hand clasped to his bleeding thigh, the other just hanging aimlessly by his side.
He wore a filthy white shirt, the collar now dog eared and embedded with stale sweat. The baking sun bore down on his navy, army-style, jacket - burning its fabric so intensely that the colour pigments had actually started to fade, giving the whole coat a washed out purplish tinge at its fraying edges. Upon the jacket's left arm was a peeling smiley sticker, the actual curl of the paper contorting the smiley's face into a strained grimace.
The other arm was stained with blood.
"Go... go... with the flow -" He whispered quietly to himself, head hung over, cast in thick shadow by his greasy hair. With every jaunty step he took, a spurt of blood escaped from his clutching hand and dripped onto the tarmac road - where it sizzled in the sun.
He wheezed and gasped, as if his throat was lined with dry sandpaper - and yet he still whispered quietly to himself, those same words over and over again.
"Go... go... with the flow."
Fields of daisies surrounded him - their once canary yellow petals, now scorched brown; dead and lifeless. Everything dead in this world, apart from him, the punishing sun in the sky, and Death itself.
He shook his head swiftly once - for no apparent reason.
["You don't have to, babe - we can work it out!"]
"No... we... ca-n't..." He groaned to himself, shaking his head side to side, his free hand starting to twitch.
"Can't... just can't -"
A slight wind suddenly blew from the north, lifting up his mopped fringe, scantly revealing his face. His skin was sickly white, the hair only moving enough to reveal a circular scar gouged all the way around his right eye - the pupil of which, was pooled with blood.
He smiled, a lopsided grin that revealed pristine white teeth.
["No, no please - just put it down, we can sort it all out!"]
"Baby, baby, babyyy..." He spoke clearly, his tone now remarkably smoother and refined. In some eerie way it was as if he was trying not to laugh at something, the same sort of tone a school kid would use when trying not to laugh at a joke as they're getting told off by a teacher.
It was as if... well it was as if he was in his own little world, talking to a person that was only existent in his head.
["I don't care what you've done... I still love you!"]
"No you don't."
His leg continued to bleed, and the sun burned even brighter, but he stood up straight - well almost, one shoulder sloped slightly to the left side. His leg was bent at heavily at the knee, blood running in rivets down his pants.
["Jay... l-listen, j-just put it down - there's no reason for this!"]
With a flick, he shook out a seven inch carving knife straight out of his sleeve - the hand holding deadly still.
The blade glittered in the sun.
["Jay - no!"]
He lurched forwards, holding out the knife to his side and flicking with a menacing flair.
"Baby be still... just go with the flow..."
AJ
Not sure if you're supposed to post story extracts on this site, but I thought I would share this with you. The story itself never took off the ground, but I particularly like this first chapter. I hope you enjoy too...
