((OOC:My brother checked my mom out last night like a fricking moron so I'm staying home.))
A reoccurring dream slowly faded in. I danced slow and erotically. My 16 year old body was in nothing but a G-string. Two men sat rioting and laughing infront of me like pigs. The room we were in was dark and lit up by red strobe lights. One of the men was heavy set and had a douche bag look on his face. He slapped my ass and made a barking sound, "Watch your hands."I warned and he snorted back.
"I'll do what I want, aint that right Jerry?" Jerry snorted back and nodded.
"Sure is, George." George's hand grabbed my ass and pulled me on his lap.
"Watch your hands!" I warned one last time. George grabbed my breast and tried to put his hand inside my thong. Before he got a chance to, I snatched his hand and nearly broke it off, "Now, when I said watch your hands, I meant it."
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" George screamed hysterically.
I got off him and took a revolver from his pocket. I pointed it at his head, "Now you apologize and get outta here."
"Fuck you!" Jerry charged towards me and got one bullet to the head.
I turned the gun back at George, "Apologize and get." I motioned the gun to the door, "'Cmon, I said get."
He shook ferociously as he stared at the dead body on the ground. He gripped his wrist tightly as he charged at me in the same manner...and the same ending. I stripped them of their clothes and searched their bodies for drugs and money. I found 2 grams of cocaine in Jerry's inner coat pocket and about $500. George only had $200, Dammit, this wasn't even enough to pay for my performance, I thought to myself and I ran out. My first kill but not my last.
My dream faded into another, about two years later. I was in a hot room filled with sounds of moans and panting. Another man's body laid heavily on top of me. He thrust vigorously into me. He had a lot of money, he was an important person in our town. Everyone wanted him dead, and I had the opportunity. I took a small knife from the bedside table and stabbed him in the back. He didn't even make a sound. I pushed him off of me quickly and searched his body, in his wallet I found $900 dollars and a credit card. I took it out and pulled down a piece of the wall. A scanning ATM was ready to be used. I propped the man up and pressed scan as I opened his eyes and mouth, "General Jevins." the robotic voice spoke and I stuck the card into the slot and pushed his finger on all the buttons. I took out everything.
Thousands of Hundred dollar bills spilled out. $500,000 dollars and I was ecstatic. I pushed all the money into a pillow case, got dressed and ran to my home. I walked past night walkers who knew what was up. As I got home, I ran to Michael's corridor. I opened it and he was breathing into a tube up his nose.
There were wires and iv's everywhere. It was an unsightly thing to see. I poured out all the money Infront of him, "Michael! We have enough for your operation! We even have enough to make a real living!" He breathed heavily and I held his hand. I kissed it and put it on my cheek. A tear rolled down and soaked his hand, "Aint ya excited, Michael?"
I kept waiting to hear a breath as a reply. It never came, a long beep rang in my ear, "Michael? Don't you do it. Not now, we have it all, not now. Michael?" I shook his arm when he didn't reply. A woman came in a turned off the machines, "Daddy?" I spoke quietly.
I abruptly woke up out of my dream in a cold sweat. My body shook as I pulled off the covers. My hand traveled down to my underwear, Why did I always get like this?, I asked myself as I felt my wetness on my panties. Right before I entered ecstasy, I stopped myself and pulled my overalls back on. I took three knives and walked to the princess' door. I sat there quietly to try and get my mind off of things. Right next door was Richard's room. I sighed as my will was broken. My bare feet quietly shuffled over to his door and I knocked on it softly.
((Nothing else was really going on so I just decided to make a dream sequence.))