Gablovestogabalot
I love to write for fun in my free time, it’s a way for me to write down all my crazy ideas and plots🩵
Gablovestogabalot
I love to write for fun in my free time, it’s a way for me to write down all my crazy ideas and plots🩵
I love to write for fun in my free time, it’s a way for me to write down all my crazy ideas and plots🩵
I love to write for fun in my free time, it’s a way for me to write down all my crazy ideas and plots🩵
My heart began to pulse at the idea that this may be someone who may share my greatest secret with me.
I clenched my fists to my chair struggling to speak as Ralph landed his hand on the table, revealing his tattoo of the symbol of a lion. I shivered as my thoughts going blank at the idea this may be Ralph.
Whether this is Ralph or not, I have not seen him in 10 years. Ralph was a typical nerd that would always be in the chemist lab, the type that was bullied, but actually had somewhat of the future for himself. I knew he fell off the face of the earth when he began to start hanging out with drug dealers in school. They wanted to hire him in order to make their drugs to sell to other people in high school. Then became someone who is loved in cherished by many in the school. Not only was he loved he was feared, which is the most powerful thing you can possibly be.
Today, I was supposed to meet Miles Perera, a well versed man who became a top pharmacist in the country and has wrote many books on his ventures of the corruptness in pharmaceuticals. Why would he lie about who he is? What is he hiding? Revenge is what he wanted I guarantee. That made it known this date was intentional, it was not accident, or coincidence.
He pulls away his hand and looks at me, “What do you say?”
I quickly return out of my daze, “What do you mean?”
He chuckles and regains his eye contact with me, “I wanted to know if you wanted to go back to my place.”
I take a moment to process what he just said. I try to relax as the sweat is dripping down my spine. I know who he is, but he has no idea that I know. Do I go with him? Or do I confront him now? This should be fun.
“You know what, yeah I’d love to,” I said, with a chipper in my voice.
“Oh okay perfect, let me pay for the check,” he said with a grin.
“Perfect, I’m going to use the rest room,” I said slowly getting up.
I quickly rush to the bathroom, thinking about what I just experienced. If I’m gonna do this. If he will do, what he did to me before. I look at myself in the mirror seeing the young girl who knew Ralph. Knows his ins and outs. Worst of all the terror in my eyes he left for me. He left me helpless and with no choose.
I check my purse to make sure I have my perfume to smell extra good so I could really get under his skin. It’s such a pretty glass bottle, that my mother gave me, but I take it everywhere with me. I took one last breath as I looked at myself in the mirror and said, “I got this.”
I walk out to Ralph sitting there, waiting for me patiently. He notices me and begins to proceed to stand up.
“Ready?” He said.
“Yes I am.”
…
His car, of course, had been a nice brand new Lexus that you can show around the town without a doubt. He had the kind of money that he could throw around and not make a dent in his bank account. We sat there in silence as I admired his appearance. In highschool he had long brown hair, nerd glasses, and heavier then I remember. Now his hair is short, no glasses, and this man definitely has a six pack based on his biceps.
What did he want from me? Didn’t he already do enough to me? Traumatized me and made me a whole laughing stalk in high school?
See once you give a nerd like that a chance, even the slightest in your life, he’ll somehow fuck it up.
We arrived at his place, and wow what a apartment. It almost looked like a place right out of LA entering New York. A balcony, modern flat roof and the whole house of course white.
“What a beautiful house, Ralph,” I said with a grin.
“Why thank you,” he said with a charming smile.
“Well, let’s go in.”
We proceed to walk into the home, spacious and modern full of natural light just like I’d suspected. Maybe he was hiding drugs in this place, he had to be involved in something to afford a place like this. Speaking of which, his lion tattoo was already enough to tell me it was him.
I scan the area, everything is so clean. Not a single hint of dust, it was amazimg how clean it was.
“Want a tour?” Ralph said with a quick smile.
“Absolutely,” I said with wit.
He lead me around through the kitchen, the living room, and his office. We then proceeded to his bedroom, where there was cuffs. What the hell was he going to do to me? Before I even could react, he shut the door on me and flashed me crazy eyes before I could say a word.
“What the hell are you doing?” I asked as he walked closer to me.
He stares at me with eyes that are full of pain. He then begins to try and push me towards the bed, grabbing my hips and arms. As I refuse, he takes the cuffs and holds me down so I can’t move.
I begin to scream, “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“I figured this would go easier if you weren’t moving,” Ralph said flipping the switch in his brain.
As infuriated as I was, I saw the tattoo peaking through the shirt, looking at me like it had embedded in me too.
“So, when were you going to fuck me, Ralph?” I said with a sniper reaction.
He turns around not knowing what to say. Dead, soulless eyes. Just like he looked at me in highschool.
“So you figured it out Sam,” he said snapping out of his phase, “You know what you did to me in highschool changed me.”
I take a long stare at me,”Oh yeah like you didn’t? I was dating your best friend until you ruined things and got him involved.”
He slaps me, “You dumb whore, you got knocked up by the nerd, the drug maker.”
“You mean you.”
He turned around as he paced the room he then displays his tattoo,”You know what this means?”
“I know what that means.”
“Because I decided to fuck you, I had to stay loyal to the only people who ever showed me love, unlike you.”
“Your loyalties were to make drugs for dangerous people, and you brought Eric into that mess,” I said yelling at Ralph.
“There was no other way, if my best friend knew I had gotten his girlfriend pregnant, I would’ve been killed,” Ralph began on,”Eric was never into drugs, he was a nerd just like me but he was like a brother and wanted to get out of being bullied.”
“Eric never wanted to use his ideas in chemistry for the worst until you,” I said staring at him.
You raped me,” I said viciously, “You used your drugs to rape me.”
He stood there and was silent.
With a few words he said, “You aborted my child.”
With a tear falling down my face, I knew he was enraged and wanted to kill me. That being said I needed to escape as quick as a could.
“What did you do rape other women?” I said hysterically.
He didn’t answer.
“I know you killed Eric,” I said looking at him directly, “What drug was used for that?”
He then turned around and put both of his hands on my neck, with a IVF needle that looked too familiar, “He deserved it.”
I slowly began to break free from the cuffs behind my back, as I was sweating from nervousness. I grabbed the IVF needle on the side of me he was about to use to rape me once more, and shoot it directly into his neck. he then collapsed on the floor gasping for air. He laid out of it on the floor.
I ran to his kitchen, finding my purse with the perfume my mom gave me. See the thing about this perfume is it’s toxic to drink, let alone the glass. I approach Ralph laying there hopeless.
I open the bottle of perfume, and lift his head to drink it. After he’s done he lays there helplessly. But what’s the point of having a half dead man?
I smash the bottle over his head, chars of glass flew everywhere. It went straight to his skull, I knew my work was done. I got up, and left as if nothing happened.
My name is Sam Andrew, and maybe I lied to get my way with Eric, that was Eric’s cologne after all.