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Has she really changed? (Short story)

By: betrippin404 on Sep 12th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 5.00 KB  |  hits: 112  |  expires: Never
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  1. Humanized Pinkamema
  2. >Be Anon#1
  3. >Be rushing to Pinky before it's too late
  4. >See Anon#2's car parked outside
  5. >Oh no...
  6. >Fucking bolt at godspeed to her place
  7.  
  8. Ponka Vision
  9. >Waking up
  10. >Too dizzy to stand
  11. >Collect myself
  12. >Realize whats happening
  13. >See anon#2's machete
  14. >Tried to fucking kill me with it
  15. >Crawl over to it before Anon#2 comes to
  16.  
  17.  
  18. Still in Ponka vision
  19. >Almost to it
  20. >Feel a sharp pain hit my ribs
  21. >Fucking Anon#2
  22. >"Thought I was out huh? Believe me sweetheart it'll take a lot more then a knife to the shoulder to bring me down"
  23. >Ignore the faggot and inch my way towards the weapon
  24. >"Not giving in huh?"
  25. >Feel another sharp pain at my ribs
  26. >Fucker kicked me again
  27. >Crouches over me like some dog
  28. >Brings his head down towards my ear
  29. >He whispers
  30. >"Course... I love me a bit of foreplay..."
  31. >Eye's widen
  32. >Oh god please no!! No anything but that!
  33.  
  34. Anon#1 Vision
  35. >Make to her front door
  36. >Fucking locked
  37. >Hammer at the door with fists
  38. PINKY!!! Are you in there
  39. >Look through the window
  40. >Can't see shit
  41. >Bolt around the back
  42. Ponka vision
  43. >Hear Anon#1
  44. >Try to scream
  45. >Feel too much pain
  46. >Anon#2 turns me over so I'm facing him
  47. >"Looks like lover boy's a bit too late"
  48. >Grabs me by the throat with one hand
  49. >Slips his other hand in down my pan-
  50. >Oh god please no! Anything but this!
  51. >"That's it sweetie, that's the face I'm looking for...one of shock and terror"
  52.  
  53. Anon#1 vision
  54. >Look through kitchen window
  55. >Fucking anon#2's got her pinned and he's...
  56. >OH HELL FUCKING NO!
  57. >Reach for the patio door
  58. >Locked
  59. >Both of them look at me
  60. PINKY!
  61. >Anon#2's fucking smug smile
  62. >Poor Pinky's face...
  63. >I'm not letting it end like this!
  64. >Look around for something to break through the window with
  65.  
  66. Pink Pony Vision
  67. >Anon#1...Oh god...Anon#2 isn't this cruel...is he
  68. >"Well whadaya know, we got's us an audience"
  69. >No....
  70. >Grab his arm to try and stop him
  71. >No good still too dizzy
  72. >Puts pressure into his grip
  73. >"Now you settle down, I want anon#1 to see you enjoy this but I ain't got no qualms about raping a dead girl"
  74. >Try to reach for anything to knock him off me
  75. >Hear something crash against the window
  76. >It's Anon#1! He didn't smash the window
  77. >Feel Handle of something with back of my hand
  78. >"False alarm"
  79. >Hear his buckle unfastening
  80. >"Now lets see if we can make y'all cry"
  81.  
  82. Anon#1 Vision
  83. >Fuck! Is this glass double glazed or some shit?!
  84. >Pick up rock and start mashing the window as hard as I fucking can
  85.  
  86. Best Pony vision
  87. >Grip handle of whatever the fuck I have and swing at Anon#2 while he's distracted with his belt
  88. >He spotted it a bit too late and just managed to block with his arm that had me around the throat
  89. >He falls off me in pain griping his arm
  90. >Realize it's his machete
  91. >Get up on top of him
  92. >Raise machete as high as I can
  93. >The look of terror in his face...
  94. >He needs to die after what he did
  95. >"Wait...please"
  96. >That was all I needed to hear to set me off
  97. >http://youtu.be/SVDMlk6K_Tk?t=6s
  98. >That machete came down on him like a ton of bricks....and it did again...and AGAIN.... AND AGAIN AND AGAIN ANDAGAIN ANDAGAIN ANDAGAIN ANDAGAINANDAGAINANDAGAINANDAGAIN!
  99. >DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!
  100.  
  101. Anon#1 vision
  102. >One more smash
  103. >Yes it broke!
  104. >Rush into kitchen to see...
  105. >Pinky...PINKY!
  106. >Grab her around the waist to pull her off Anon#2
  107. Pinky! Stop!
  108. >She turns around and pins me to the ground
  109. >Is that a machete
  110. >She has it raised
  111. >I slowly shift my eye's to her face
  112. >It was almost entirly covered with blood
  113. >Her eye's...are filled with nothing more then pure concentrated rage
  114. >Yet still, she is reluctant to swing
  115. >I mustered the courage to say
  116. Pinky...
  117. I said softly
  118. It's me Pinky...It's me...Anon#1...
  119. >Come on Pinky come back to reality!
  120. >Her face remains in the same aggressive state
  121.  
  122. >Feel a drop of water hit my face
  123. >Tears are forming in her eye's
  124. >She drops the machete and leans back from me
  125. >She's facing the ground while kneeling down
  126. >I could now see her tears run down her cheek as she struggled not to sob
  127. >Looking passed her, I saw anon#2...
  128. >He's face was mutilated beyond recognition
  129. >Even though He brought it all on himself, I darkishly thought he deserved much worse
  130. >Turning my attention back to Pinky, I slowly approached her, keeping my height to match hers
  131. >I stretched my arms and slowly put them around her to embrace her
  132. >She didn't move
  133. >I squeezed her slightly more
  134. >She broke down in both tears and sobbing
  135. >I had wished and hoped that this part of her would never come back
  136. >But something tells me she didn't want to do it
  137. >Here she was, crying on my shoulder
  138. >Uttering she was sorry
  139. >I kept assuring her that it was all OK
  140. >That it wasn't her fault
  141. >She genuinely feels remorse for what she's done
  142. >That's a start
  143. I'll never let this happen again pinky
  144. >She stopped crying
  145. ....I promise
  146. >There was silence
  147. >I could feel her wrap her arms around my waist
  148. >She dug her face into my chest
  149. >I rested my chin on her head
  150. >The only things I could here that night were Pinky's sobs and sirens of two squad cars approaching her house
  151.  
  152. END