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Originally Posted by rubecube
Or like the thread where the guy found out said he had knocked up his girlfriend, she'd decided not to get an abortion, and then miscarried all within the matter of a few hours.
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That story is inspiring. However, some turn of event is needed, a change in the protagonist's character, in order for it to stand out.
After writing, I realize this story is much more disturbing than intended when I started, but once you're going somewhere with a story, it's hard to turn back. It's like some free-association writing. This story reminds me of some cheap B flick horror/thriller. It's totally off topic, but then again, isn't this the off topic forum? Or is being off topic of the off topic taboo?
WARNING: Contains some pretty crazy, unethical stuff. Not for the moderately easy offended. Let's just say it's my Christmas greeting to everyone, made from twisted imagination and a touch of freedom of speech.
It was a week before Christmas, after having a fight with his girlfriend about their predicament, that he did not want a child yet and thought abortion is the best option and she is pro-life, they both send a sibling to each other's place to advocate their opinion. His sister arrives at the girlfriend's house, noticing that the outdoor decorative Christmas lights still were not placed. While she consoles his girlfriend and tries to convince her that it's not the right time to get a baby for both of them, the girlfriend's brother is busy kicking the manhood out of the boyfriend.
Battered and disillusioned, the boyfriend decides to make a run for it, packs his bags and takes a one way greyhound trip to Whoknowsville, to never come back again. However, on the bus he sees a young couple with an infant; they obviously don't have a lot of cash as they are clothed in old rags and are dirty, so he decides not to rob them. But once the baby starts to cry, he sees the father pick him up and caress it. It reminds the protagonist of his church-going days, and decides to head back, forgive his girlfriend and her busted knuckle brother. He yells at the bus driver to stop, explains his situation and asks to be let out. The bus driver, who was more interested in seeing the poor young couple's tickets than the protagonist's story, opens the door, only to have let out not one, but four people. The protagonist apologizes to the couple, and bids them farewell.
Meanwhile, his girlfriend's brother goes to his sister's place and confesses what happened to her and to the protagonist's sister, who's still with the pregnant girl. The sister goes berserk when she hears what happened to her brother; as she is an avid proponent to revenge, she calls 'eye for an eye' and beats the girlfriend to mush. Her brother stands, horrified, rubbing ice cubes on his hands, but finds the aggression by his victim's sister insanely attractive.
When the protagonist arrives at his girlfriend's house, with a new sense of meaning in life and a calming aura around him, he enters the home quietly as he sees that the front door is open. There he sees something somewhat unexpected: His girlfriend lay bloody and crying in the corner of the living room, while his sister and his assailant are having promiscuous sex on the kitchen table. He runs to his girlfriend, only to learn the physical damage to her body has caused her to miscarry. Crazed by the current circumstance, he grabs his luggage and takes out his iPod usb cable and walks stoically to the fun-loving couple in the kitchen. As he approaches them his sister, sitting on the edge of the table, has her eyes closed, while the brother has his back turned to him. He wraps the cable around his neck and tugs. The broken knuckled brother, uncomprehending the situation, tries to grab his attacker behind him, but his painful hands and ankle high pants hinder him. He is brought to his knees, and the struggle is soon over, as he takes his last breath.
The protagonist stands back up, looks at his sister, who now understands her wrongdoing, pleas her brother to forgive her. However, while she begs him, she realizes the cable in his hand was the one he borrowed from her a year ago. He was planning on taking it with him to Whoknowsville. She screams foul play, curses him for killing a man with her property, and decides he should reap what he sows. So she walks half naked to her car, takes out the softball bat she borrowed from him last week, goes back in, to find her brother trying to wake up his girlfriend. She stands behind him, whispers "Gandhi was a loser" and home runs her brother's head. The single blow was enough. In the living room lay her dead brother and his girlfriend, in the kitchen, her last lay. She drops the bat, walks back to the kitchen and gets dressed.
After putting on her pants, she looks for her bra, but soon realizes that her swing is stronger than her pitch. The former mother-to-be was not dead, and was holding on to the sought after piece of clothing. She wraps, sobbingly, the fetal remains of her was-to-be child in the bra, and slingshots it at the sister. It hits her between the eyes, making her fall backwards, and hits her head on the edge of the table she was having adult oriented fun just ten minutes ago. She is killed instantly. The girlfriend falls to her knees, crying hysterically over the mess.
She crawls to her dead boyfriend, and caresses his head. She looks up, and sees he lies under mistletoe. So she gives him one final tear-soaked kiss, and slowly falls out of consciousness next to him.
The front door opens, and we hear footsteps and a baby. It is the young couple from the greyhound, who look appallingly at the drama that has happened in this house. They came to the house, as they followed the boyfriend, hoping to catch a break for some shelter so close to Christmas. They look at each other, give each other a high five, and commence cleaning up the place. This house was meant to have a young couple and a baby; they decided it didn't really matter who fulfilled this dream. Once the mess is cleared and the bodies disposed of, they hang up the outdoor Christmas lights, making it one of the most beautiful houses in the street, go back in and proclaim to each other a merry Christmas with a kiss, kick back on the sofa, and drink eggnog while watching Claymation’s Christmas special on Fox.
Merry Christmas
The most exciting and the most disappointing Info in a matter of seconds
relocating from springfield ... What do i do ????????? I wanna go watch hockey but no way in hell im cheering for anything Oilers.... maybe ill go and heckle lol
