Chapter 10, Part 2
As I stumbled down the road I saw my salvation. A building stood before me, its bright pink sign labelling it as the “Valley of the Dolls“. Everything was going to be okay, I thought as I stumbled up the steps, dropping my 10-ton bag. The relief of the weight allowed me to walk up the stairs like a normal person.
The normalcy routine lasted long enough for me to collapse in the entryway. I’m not really sure if it was a man or a woman who knelt beside me and checked to see if I was breathing. What I do know though, is that this person tasted like ginger snaps. It had to be a woman, only women taste that good. As I drank, feeling my vitality return to me, I heard shouting all around me.
I felt someone’s arms come between me and my food, pulling it away from me. “Why won’t you let me eat?” I said, standing up. The only thought that was on my mind at that point was getting my ginger snaps back, but they were taking her away from me, back towards the exit.
I couldn’t have that, I needed her, I wanted her. I soon realized that the only way that I was going to get her back was to make sure she couldn’t leave. It didn’t take long for my fire to engulf the walls of the building. I had her right where I wanted her. Someone tried to get in my way again. Tried to keep me from Ginger.
I’m not really sure what I said to him. Mr. B once told me about True Words and the havoc they can wreak on the human body. Judging by the way the man in front of me’s head and body caved in, I knew more about them than I knew I knew.
Without him supporting her, Ginger fell down and I fell on top of her. Some of her clothes got in my way, so I had to rip through them. I wanted to see if she tasted the same all over or if it was just her neck. I had just sunk my teeth into her chest when I started getting shot again. I felt the dull impact against my back but after I waved my hand at the guy shooting, he stopped and started shooting at the other people.
I just wanted to enjoy my meal in peace.
haha first I like. i did see one thing though “i knew i knew” maybe –more than i thought i knew.–
Nope…. That’s the right amount of “I knew” ’s
James is certainly a messy eater….
Loving the story…glad it was linked from ToMU. James reminds me of a cross between an evil Harry Dresden and pre-Buffy-crush Spike. keep up the good work!
The girl’s the meal, the flaming building is candle-light, and the bullets are soft music. How… Romantic….
Hmmm. I’m not sure how I feel about this. I mean, obviously, it is a necessary part of his character. It was inevitable we’d find ourselves here. In a way, though, it just didn’t feel like it would be that kind of story, you know? I have mixed feelings.
That said, you’ve made me feel things, so, yay!