"So when's Danny supposed to get out of his coma?" Tori asked, twirling her shiny, straight black hair around her finger. She was walking with Jamie and Brenda after school had just gotten out. Brenda lit a cigarette and tossed her lighter back in her purse.
"They don't know," Jamie started with a sad puppy-dog face.
"They said he might not make it!!" She cried out, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. She ran away quickly, covering her face and sobbing. Tori and Brenda stopped and looked at each other puzzled for a second.
"She is SOOOOO 90210!" Tori said, shaking her head in disgust.
"Yea no shit huh? She should be on the WB." Brenda replied. The two shared a hearty laugh and fingerfuck behind a tree just outside the schoolyard.
Jamie ran home and upstairs, she tossed her books on the floor and lept onto the bed, burying her face in the pillows. She sobbed uncontrollably for what seemed like hours. Just then a knock at the door startled her enough for her to turn over and lift her red, tear-soaked face. Her eyes were bloodshot and there were small traces of snot leaking out of her nose. She sniffled and grumbled a little.
"h...hu.. who is it?" She cried out, trying to hold back her tears just long enough to mutter out a single phrase.
"It's me mom.. you ok honey?" The voice on the other side of the door said.
"Im fine..just leave me alone." Jamie mumbled and buried her face back in the pillow. Her mom opened the door a little and walked in slowly, her eyebrows bent up with sympathy as she looked over her poor little daughter. Her head a big mess of blonde hair in a pillow. Her body shaking, and her hands over her head.
"Baby whats wrong?" Her mom asked in a soft, comforting voice, putting her hand on Jamie's back and rubbing gently.
"It's Danny.. what if I.. n..ne.. never s..suh..see him ag..ain.." She muttered, crying her little eyes out.
"You will honey. Your love is too strong for everything to just end like this. I have faith Jamie, and you should too. Pray for him, pray you'll get through this, and I guarantee the lord will help you. He'll pull through Jamie. Just remember that." Her mom said in that soothing voice again, then with a quick pat on the back her mom stood up.
"I'll be downstairs if you need me honey.." She whispered as she kissed Jamie on the forehead and turned towards to door. She walked across the room and as she opened the door she heard Jamie's soft voice.
"Thank you mom." She said.
"Anytime sweetie," Her mom replied, looking at her proudly for a second before closing the door.
Back at Dylan's house in the garage, he lay naked in the bathtub with the bloody corpse of Kelly. About 20 22oz cans of mickeys laid scattered about the floor in the garage. Dylan was sprawled over Kelly's dead body, his backside up and arms hanging out over the sides of the tub. His eyes opened a little and he groaned a low-toned groan as he pulled himself off the carcass and pulled a leg over the side of the tub.
"Need.. brass... monkey.." He grumbled as he got up slowly, looking down and noticing the mixture of puke and blood covering his naked body, and a white crust forming around his penis. He made his way to the kitchen and swung open the freezer, grabbing a brown bag with a bottle inside. He began chugging until the bottle was empty and then threw the bottle across the room. It exploded against a wall, shattering glass everywhere.
"GEEEEEEVES" Dylan started screaming.
"CLEAN THIS SHIT UP YOU DIRTY OLD FUCK!!" He finished. Dylan made his way to the shower and turned the hot-water knob slowly.
In the garage Kelly's legs stuck up over the edges of the tub a little, and for a second.. one twitched.
...another twitch
and then..
her hand reached over the side of the tub and grabbed on...