"Charles!" Leah shouted from her sick-bed.
"I'm right here." he said sitting in a rocking chair beside her.
"Oh, I didn't see you there." she said startled a little. "How long have you been sitting there?"
"Since you went to sleep."
"What time is it?" she asked feeling a bit queasy.
Charles looked at his watch "It is two 'til ten, in the p.m." he smiled at his friend sitting on the bed next to her. "How are you feeling?" he asked taking her hand in his, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb.
"Not good."
"Can you be a little more specific?"
"Well, I need to puke my guts out and I feel like there is a bowling ball trapped in my lower intestine." she said plainly, very matter of fact.
"I see.., let me help you to the bathroom, you throw- up and I'll get you something for your constipation."
Leah did as he directed and it felt good to get the contents of her stomach out. Then as she flushed the toilet and washed her face Charles came in handing her a large white pill that was nearly the size of a shot gun shell. "You expect me to swallow this.., horse pill?"
"Your not supposed to swallow it." Charles informed her.
"I'm supposed to stick this up my butt?" she scoffed.
"Yes, unless you need me to do it for you." he replied.
"I'll do it myself, thank you." she rolled her eyes.
"Wonderful.., I'll just leave you two alone then." Charles smiled as he closed the door and speaking through it said "The medicine will take effect soon, then you will feel a little better.
Over in East Texas amongst the tall, dark and piny woods Slater lie down at the bottom of a shallow grave, he had been savagely kicked all over his body, with steel-tipped boots the two men wore. All the while the petite black eyed beauty kept snapping pictures of the brutal incident and as Slater felt the pain engulf his body he felt his right eye bulge out of its socket, as the men had broken the occipital bone; and as he felt the cold gasoline being poured down over is body he realized he was going to die now and face God for all the terrible things he had done in his short pathetic life. He was more afraid, terrified, of what horrible wrath God would pour out over his soul, than these enraged psychotics. Let me burn. So it was, Serena lit up a match along with Hays and Mr.Pruce and they each gently tossed the fire down into the little pit and with a great whoosh the flames engulfed the flesh of the heroin dealer and soon there after he gave up his life and his body belonged to earth; which his remains would smoldered in for one hour.
Serena watched in the darkness by the light of the full moon as Hays and Mr.Pruce covered up the dead body with freash wet soil and soon the hole was filled in and their victim was gone. It was easy, not too expensive and Serena had twenty photos to show her brother, but first the trio realized how hungry they were so they left the woods and the dead body behind and stopped in Sulphur Springs at an old Denny's for some bacon and eggs.
"I'm right here." he said sitting in a rocking chair beside her.
"Oh, I didn't see you there." she said startled a little. "How long have you been sitting there?"
"Since you went to sleep."
"What time is it?" she asked feeling a bit queasy.
Charles looked at his watch "It is two 'til ten, in the p.m." he smiled at his friend sitting on the bed next to her. "How are you feeling?" he asked taking her hand in his, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb.
"Not good."
"Can you be a little more specific?"
"Well, I need to puke my guts out and I feel like there is a bowling ball trapped in my lower intestine." she said plainly, very matter of fact.
"I see.., let me help you to the bathroom, you throw- up and I'll get you something for your constipation."
Leah did as he directed and it felt good to get the contents of her stomach out. Then as she flushed the toilet and washed her face Charles came in handing her a large white pill that was nearly the size of a shot gun shell. "You expect me to swallow this.., horse pill?"
"Your not supposed to swallow it." Charles informed her.
"I'm supposed to stick this up my butt?" she scoffed.
"Yes, unless you need me to do it for you." he replied.
"I'll do it myself, thank you." she rolled her eyes.
"Wonderful.., I'll just leave you two alone then." Charles smiled as he closed the door and speaking through it said "The medicine will take effect soon, then you will feel a little better.
Over in East Texas amongst the tall, dark and piny woods Slater lie down at the bottom of a shallow grave, he had been savagely kicked all over his body, with steel-tipped boots the two men wore. All the while the petite black eyed beauty kept snapping pictures of the brutal incident and as Slater felt the pain engulf his body he felt his right eye bulge out of its socket, as the men had broken the occipital bone; and as he felt the cold gasoline being poured down over is body he realized he was going to die now and face God for all the terrible things he had done in his short pathetic life. He was more afraid, terrified, of what horrible wrath God would pour out over his soul, than these enraged psychotics. Let me burn. So it was, Serena lit up a match along with Hays and Mr.Pruce and they each gently tossed the fire down into the little pit and with a great whoosh the flames engulfed the flesh of the heroin dealer and soon there after he gave up his life and his body belonged to earth; which his remains would smoldered in for one hour.
Serena watched in the darkness by the light of the full moon as Hays and Mr.Pruce covered up the dead body with freash wet soil and soon the hole was filled in and their victim was gone. It was easy, not too expensive and Serena had twenty photos to show her brother, but first the trio realized how hungry they were so they left the woods and the dead body behind and stopped in Sulphur Springs at an old Denny's for some bacon and eggs.
