Why
won’t you just tell me
what you want?
I want to give it,
deliver it,
peacefully and willingly like a lover of your
life style.
We’ll
look all distant like I
didn’t want it to happen.
But i did as
much
as you did.
You fucking son of a bitch.
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They biked up to the tower.
He waited just out of ear’s reach with a shaking of his shoulders and a shimmy of his head. The cold shivers filtered up through his body and he knew that fear was just a chemical reaction then – that he could overcome it. He watched with eager anticipation.
He wanted to yell out at them. Tell them they were stupid and he was smarter. But he didn’t. He hid behind the crates and watched stupid mother fucking Phil start the half-assed incantation that he had deciphered days ago. It was so simple. Why didn’t they get it?
Michael, Mook (whatever) raised the candles and Dink made a sort of dance with a sandwich – which was absolutely ridiculous.
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I could take the pain away when he hit her.
Delilah refuses my help. When I try to use my magic to take the pain away she pushes back at me. Her magic is stronger in this way – in refusal of other magic. A reflector of sorts. Mama said this was her special gift. Mine was yet to be discovered.
“Magic runs deeper on the female side,” Mama would say to me. “She will bloom faster than you, but yours, if you… ”
I always wake up right before the important parts.
Father was done whipping me and I hadn’t noticed. He was looking into my eyes, seeing the emptiness in them. His face twisted into a grimace and he slapped me without warning.
I fell to the ground, feeling the full impact of the blow.
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Mook was a boy-man and he knew it.
Looking down at the scale he realized that he’d gained another 3 pounds. When will it stop? he thought as he stepped off the scale.
He sat on his bed and stared at the digital clock, it’s red letters vibrating with a hidden electrical rhythm. He moved his eyes over to the door as his mother swung the door open.
“Andale, mijo!” she said in her tiny Hispanic voice. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
“I’m eating over at Phil’s house tonight, mama.”
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Pill pushed the blade closer to Dink’s neck.
Dink smiled and flicked his tongue in and out for the amusement of Pill. Pill pushed the blade against his neck but Dink only opened his mouth wider, exposed his fangs, and stuck his grape juice stained tongue out. “Bleh!” Dink let out.
Pill couldn’t help but laugh. When Dink made that face he couldn’t help but think of a crazed Nosferatu after a young girl’s blood. He flipped the blade down and placed it in his back pocket.
They packed up their things and headed downstairs.
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Danny was staring at the pistol in his hand.
He’s been day dreaming about Phil and the others. About how they used to be friends but now detested him for being a Christian.
Danny went back into his room. He picked up his back pack unzipped it and turned it upside down to let all of its contents spill out onto his bed. He placed the back pack on the floor and shuffled through the books, the papers, and junk until he found what he was looking for.
It was a balled up, yellow piece of paper. Danny moved to the wooden chair, sat down carefully, and began flattening out the crumpled yellow sheet. He smoothed it out on the edge of the desk.
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I thought I might throw up.
Now that she had asked about the dreams, I didn’t know what to answer. I was about to grab Delilah and get us the hell out of there before I really said something I shouldn’t, but then Cindy tossed me the most beautiful smile. Her eyes lit up and she began to laugh.
“Don’t worry,” Cindy said laughing, “you’re secret’s safe with me, Mike. Besides,” she stopped laughing, looked deep into my eyes, “I already knew.”
“What do you mean, you already knew? How could you?”
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I ate my pancakes in silence.
He felt bad for what he had done and was trying to make up for it by making us breakfast. He was watching me eat from the living room. I didn’t want to look him in the eyes. I knew what it would do to him. I had my mothers eyes. Wide and blue with a guilt-inducing gaze.
Delilah was taking her time coming downstairs. I can’t blame her. Sundays were always awkward like this.
He stood up suddenly. “Do your chores,” he yelled out before the door closed behind him.
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Phil Hammond had played with the devil several times in the past.
Nothing serious, of course, but it was enough to give him a taste of danger. He wanted more. He knew the devil could give him power, if only he knew how to get it from him.
It was good to be sixteen, it was good to not have parents that actually cared about what you were doing.
“So, he wears black clothes, who cares?” his dad would tell the neighbors. “At least he’s not on drugs.”
But Phil was on drugs, his dad just wasn’t keen enough to catch him. In fact, all the kids at school knew he did drugs; some had even bought drugs from him in between classes. That’s why they called him Pill. But his dad’s ears never caught the name, and even when he did once in a while, he just thought the other kid’s were picking on his son.
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She still had cancer as a spirit.
Delilah could see it inside of her mother. It looked like stretched out cotton balls. Soft and white.
“It’s not polite to stare,” her mother said.
“Oh, mommy,” Delilah blurted and began to laugh. Her mother glided closer to her and pretended to tickle her tummy which sent Delilah in to a giggle fit.
The light around her mother was brilliant and she floated in the air like a beautiful kite in the wind. Delilah’s eyes began to tear up as her mother began to float away from her.
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