Maeve Noble
The end?
There was suddenly a loud *BOOM* ...a truck hitting the curb and the front bumper bouncing...it was only attached by old shoe laces after all. He leaped out the car and he called out "MAE!!!!" as he approached the police department. His voice was loud "MAAAAAEEEE!"
The girl looked terrified when she heard the truck and that familiar voice, pleading the officer to believe what she told him even though it sounded insane. ''Please, you have to believe me. He is out of his mind. He doesn't care about me, he is fucking SICK.''
And in he walked. A glance to Mae and then he waved a hand "...well Mae..ya got a choice...you can come home with me...."
The officer listened to what the man said and nodded. "See, if he didnt care about you then he wouldnt be here.....I think you should go home and work things out, try to make it better"
She just died a little when she heard the cop, someone up there had to hate her. If there really was a god, then why were these people not buying her story? And his instead? The guy was a complete sociopath. And they pushed her right back into his arms..
He nodded at the cop and he waved a hand "I don't care what they say about you guys...you don't all smell like pig shit...." And that was about as close to a compliment as the police would get form him. He kept his hands completely off Mae and then simply got into the truck and turned it on.
She looked over her shoulder, pouting at the officer, but he didnt pick up on her silent hint. Instead he waved at her. Her gaze lowered to the ground when she slowly walked back to the truck.
He waited. He waited for her to get into the truck and then he leaned across from her making sure her door was locked. He smiled and touched her cheek "I'm glad you are okay...baby..." and then his expression changed and she might feel the thud as he forced two paper clips into the seatbelt clip to make it utterly impossible to easily open...after of course, he had strapped her in. "WE are going to have a little talk..." and then the truck peeled out as he put his foot to the gas.
She pulled back when he touched her cheek, but his kind words sparked a bit of hope right ther. For a second. Because soon as he slammed those clips into the seatbelt and she spotted his expression change, every little bit of hope just flushed own the drain. ''What are you doing?!'' she yelled and tried to wriggle herself free. ''What talk?! LET ME OUT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'RE SCARING ME!!!''
He didnt. He drove like a fucking maniac-- as he passed the grocery store where they bought their grocery-- the entire van was flying back and forth bouncing up and down as he drove straight downthrough skid row "You have -two- JOBS in life...from this day forward...the first-- Your job is to keep me FUCKING happy!" he was screaming-- he was OBVIOUSLY pissed...beyond comprehension "FAILURE TO DO THIS....well like today...means you are dead..." He pressed harder on the gas and the truck continued to go faster and faster shooting past the tattoo parlor heading right towards the rickety dock. He threw open his door and he grabbed the brick from under his chair "You FAILED MAE! YOU FUCKING FAILED!"
The end?
There was suddenly a loud *BOOM* ...a truck hitting the curb and the front bumper bouncing...it was only attached by old shoe laces after all. He leaped out the car and he called out "MAE!!!!" as he approached the police department. His voice was loud "MAAAAAEEEE!"
The girl looked terrified when she heard the truck and that familiar voice, pleading the officer to believe what she told him even though it sounded insane. ''Please, you have to believe me. He is out of his mind. He doesn't care about me, he is fucking SICK.''
And in he walked. A glance to Mae and then he waved a hand "...well Mae..ya got a choice...you can come home with me...."
The officer listened to what the man said and nodded. "See, if he didnt care about you then he wouldnt be here.....I think you should go home and work things out, try to make it better"
She just died a little when she heard the cop, someone up there had to hate her. If there really was a god, then why were these people not buying her story? And his instead? The guy was a complete sociopath. And they pushed her right back into his arms..
He nodded at the cop and he waved a hand "I don't care what they say about you guys...you don't all smell like pig shit...." And that was about as close to a compliment as the police would get form him. He kept his hands completely off Mae and then simply got into the truck and turned it on.
She looked over her shoulder, pouting at the officer, but he didnt pick up on her silent hint. Instead he waved at her. Her gaze lowered to the ground when she slowly walked back to the truck.
He waited. He waited for her to get into the truck and then he leaned across from her making sure her door was locked. He smiled and touched her cheek "I'm glad you are okay...baby..." and then his expression changed and she might feel the thud as he forced two paper clips into the seatbelt clip to make it utterly impossible to easily open...after of course, he had strapped her in. "WE are going to have a little talk..." and then the truck peeled out as he put his foot to the gas.
She pulled back when he touched her cheek, but his kind words sparked a bit of hope right ther. For a second. Because soon as he slammed those clips into the seatbelt and she spotted his expression change, every little bit of hope just flushed own the drain. ''What are you doing?!'' she yelled and tried to wriggle herself free. ''What talk?! LET ME OUT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! YOU'RE SCARING ME!!!''
He didnt. He drove like a fucking maniac-- as he passed the grocery store where they bought their grocery-- the entire van was flying back and forth bouncing up and down as he drove straight downthrough skid row "You have -two- JOBS in life...from this day forward...the first-- Your job is to keep me FUCKING happy!" he was screaming-- he was OBVIOUSLY pissed...beyond comprehension "FAILURE TO DO THIS....well like today...means you are dead..." He pressed harder on the gas and the truck continued to go faster and faster shooting past the tattoo parlor heading right towards the rickety dock. He threw open his door and he grabbed the brick from under his chair "You FAILED MAE! YOU FUCKING FAILED!"