I hung around until she woke up.I wasn't sure she would. Her pretty face was creased from being pressed for too long against the dirty, stained sheets she lay tangled in. How long she'd lain there I hadn't a clue.
Nor did I give a shit. Her attractively pale cheeks were crisscrossed in a decidedly unattractive pattern.
Christ she’s lazy, I thought.She didn’t even try bothering to make it look pretty.Snot and drool and god knows what else encrusted the dingy white pillowcase indented by her sweaty head. Sitting half upright, she stared at a fine spattering of rust colored blood sprayed (in what I thought was an artistic arc) across the dismal worn out pink of her bedspread. To me it added a certain Rorschach-like dimension to the threadbare material " ...definitely an improvement",Inwardly I snickered. "She's searching for answers in all the wrong places" Smiling at my wittiness, I watched as she stared at the drying blood. "Well, maybe I can help you find the answers you need cutie." My tongue flicked across my lips in sweet anticipation.
She had that peaches and cream look that makes me mental. Big blue eyes and wheat colored hair ...
I always was a sucker for the cheerleader look. Even one who is ... how shall I say it ... down on her luck ...meow! Maybe it's because I dropped out in grade seven...okay, I was kicked out... I woulda dropped out anyway ... but yeah, I always did harboured this secret, debased desire to be a cheerleader. Silly little girls and their silly little dreams eh! Too bad, so sad but ...well, let's just say I wasn't exactly, heh, heh, cheerleader material!
I watched as she stood up. Her legs were unsteady but very yummy looking. Long and slim, just verging on the skinny. Druggin will do that to ya honey, I should know I've seen enough of it in my lifetime.
She was wearing a dirty, oversized white tee-shirt with a flaking Adidas logo decorating the front of it.
"Not the sexiest of boudoir getups luv! Then the yelling started ..."Fuck! Fuck! I can’t even fucking kill my fucking self ...!” I smiled thinking, hmmm...oh dolly, you do need help!
She whipped off her tee to reveal two deliciously up-tilted tits, a smooth, flat belly and a slightly protruding mons veneris covered with silky dark blonde hair. My mouth watered ... I watched her stomp ranting about screeching... tears dampened brown lashes to black framing blue eys in sexy dark smudges
telling tales of malnutrition, many late nights and soul pain. By the time she got her shit together her eyes were all blood-shot and kinda homely looking. Grabbing a pair of ripped jeans and a fading black tank top she dressed. Then rummaging through the garbage ittering the flooril she found her rig, finally settlingdown to get high. I identified the seduction of the ritual. We all have them. They are just expressed uniquely. What ever she loved before was now over shadowed by the love of the needle. l almost went mad as i watched the point enter her fine blue vein. Ugly bruises marred the alabaster beauty of otherwise near perfect flesh. A body like that, I thought, begs for an embrace... mine would give her one hell of a make-over (heh, heh!) ...ooh I wanted that girl! I suddenly knew exactly what horny Carol Pope was feeling when she sang "High School Confidential... dirty bitch! Cheerleader girl slumped against the bedroom wall in a stupor. Fuck, there wasn't anything but floor to sit on but floor
In that disgusting room other then her soiled sweaty bed. the floor was definitely the a better option.
Spittle hung in tiny bubbles from the corner of her lucious mouth. Visible teeth were a perfect pearly white. Not filling in sight! "Oh baby, baby, baby ... they won’t be perfect for long if you keep drug fucking yourself the way you do ... i have to save ya sweetie, your just too pretty to go to waste. Besides, I’ve beenso fuckin lonely since Lilith left I could go crazy ... little twat-eyedscrewy bitch!
Cheerleader-girl and Lilith couldn’t be more different if they'd taken the time to try. Lilith was as tiny and dark as cheerleader girl was tall and blonde. Huge dark green eyes gleamed harder and colder than a chunk of jade from an inhuman coldness chilling in the unlined smoothness of ageless flesh. Lilith's was a timeless beauty never knowing a moment of suffering. But man, did she like to make others suffer! Ooh ya, she sure did enjoyed that. She taught me everything I know... and I do mean everything!
Lilith brought me into “the life”. I should be grateful."Life," or whatever the hell you'd call it before Lilith was a living nightmare. I was raised by a drunken bum of an old man from age two. All because my mom murdered my older brother Perry when he was only five. I barely remember him except he was the only person in my life who really loved me,and he made me laugh. He had shining dark hair and big brown eyes. He even talked mom into letting us have a puppy and then later a kitten.. Mom always did have a bad temper. Especially when spzzing out on meth, She was sentenced !0 to life but died in Kingston a couple of years later killed by her prison lover during a jealous dike scene... Mom's life was short ... but never sweet.
Shortly afterwards we left Ontario and moved to Vancouver. That's where I went to school.
By the time I hit grade four I was the school slut. No big deal... my dad had been banging me
since I was five so ... whatever.... But I assure you, he was the first I reigned retribution on, and it wasn’t pretty.
Through the cracked, water-stained venetian blinds I saw the first signs of the approaching sunrise.
Cheerleader girl was nodding off peacefully in the corner ... oblivious to hermonumental change about to occur. Stepping out of the dark empty closet I stood over her. I squatted down to breathe in the sweet blood-pulsing aroma of her humanness. Absently wondered what her name was. Her head lolled slightly to the left exposing the sexy contours of a deliciously throbbing jugular. Every fibre of my being tingled in aroused anticipation as I bit down ... pure fuckin ecstasy!
Drinking in her essence and I thought ... man! Little losergirl and I are gonna be bff!
... and when I say forever girl, I really mean forever!
Gold trophy winner
Honorable mention
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