Yesterday I announced two free gifts I’m giving away for
Halloween.
First, my novel A Taste of
Honey will be available for FREE next Monday and Tuesday (November 3rd
and 4th)
I also wrote a piece of flash
fiction horror just in time for Halloween. This is Part 2. If
you want to read Part 1, you can find it here. The last part will go up tomorrow.
Enjoy…
The Shadow Dancer
Part 2: Confusion
I stumbled out of the shadows and into a dark grimy alley
littered with broken glass and used condoms. The sky was a dark shroud above
me, without a moon or stars to offer light. Muffled dubstep throbbed from the
other side of one wall and the smell of decadence that led me here clung to
everything in the narrow passage. I stood silent in the most beautiful place
I’d ever seen.
Three unfortunate boys found me standing there, paralyzed by
my new freedom. I’m sure they were in their late twenties, affluent, arrogant
and privileged. Their eyes glazed over with liquor and drugs. Their bodies
overflowed with lust and their faces revealed the frustration of a hundred
recent rejections. They circled me like hyena, unsure about which one of them
should make the first move.
I felt so sorry for them. I wanted to save them from me.
But I didn’t know the language of compassion on that first
night. My voice was still raw from the razors. I tried to say something to calm
them down as I held up my grubby hands to warn them, but all I could come up
with was,
“If you fucking touch me, I’m going to shove my hand right
down your god damn throat.”
They laughed.
Why?
Didn’t they see the clumps of vomit in my
hair? How could they not notice my half eaten stomach dangling down by my
knees? Did my shredded tongue cut my warning into sounds they couldn’t
understand? If those poor boys saw anything, they didn’t pay attention. Two of
them just watched as the big one called me a bitch and lunged at me with rape
on his mind.
I felt so sorry for him.
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