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Jason required an inconspicuous place to meet Eli for the drop off. The old Kodak Photo building a few blocks from home worked. He checked his watch feeling antsy, would Eli ever arrive?
Finally he came delivering Jason’s pepperoni and bacon pizza.”Thank god, Eli,” he said handing Eli cash.”Tiana has us on a this vegan and no processedfoods diet. Sneaking out for pizza when she’s on a work trip is the only way I’m surviving. If I eat pizza when she’s home, she can smell it.”
Eli nodded. “Yeah, Jason. You say this every few weeks. Maybe you can find a better location for me to deliver to next time? This parking lot is creepy. She’s not watching you that close, is she?”
“F’ing loser back off, leave me alone.” Melonie shouted at Will.
“I want to take you on a date and after . . .”
“You don’t get it! Over and over I’ve been through this with you. If when we first met, you wanted to date me and see where things go it would have been one thing. But now I know your motives, you would expect me to sleep with you after our initial date because you wined and dined me.”
“Come on you’ll like it Melonie. A lot of girls enjoy sleeping with me. You’ll like it too. I have skills…” Will said slyly.
Melonie huffed, letting out a breathe of pent up air. “I don’t want to hear about all the girls you’ve slept with you man whore. I told you, I’m not interested in dating you because you only want me for sex. Not to mention, I’m really not into relationships right now with you, so you can’t win. I don’t like you that way Will.”
“You’re such a loser. You’re missing out. Maybe you should go back to your ex.”
“Call me what you want. I’m into guys I’ve developed a relationship with, who have made an effort to get to know me. I don’t do one night stands such as some chicks. I don’t do casual sex whenever you feel like it.”
“I’m in a good place in life and I want you to leave me alone. Stop bothering me, go find one of those chicks that love to sleep with you. My ex is out of the picture, I don’t want him back because I won’t sleep with you.” Melonie said expressively.
“I don’t get you,” Will said rubbing his chin.
“I’ve told you this over and over. Can I spell it out IM NOT INTERESTED in being with you at all.”
“Um, your obviously worked up right now. I’m going to let you calm down. Sleep with me, you’ll like it. I’ll be good to you. Think about it.”
Melonie sighed rubbing her temples. “Will, don’t contact me anymore. Stay away.”
“No worries, we’ll work it out some other time Mel.”
“Will . . .”
The word came to Melonie then, silkabo. A word her Filipino friend said meant an emotionaloutburst. Melonie was frustrated and realized she had been shouting at Will, but she truly felt the situation warranted her outburst.
What was the Filipino phrase for not seeing the ‘writings on the wall?’ Will couldn’t see the truth about him and Melonie if it smacked him in the face; he was oblivious.
At gunpoint, Vanessa and Theo are led through an abandoned Circus theme park.
Oh God, I hate clowns.This place is so creepy, can’t you just let us go? We’ll never say anything about you.
Do you have to keep aiming that gun at the back of my head. We get it you’re in control. Vanessa and I understand.
I use to have nightmares about clowns Theo. Dear God, they scare me. Please, (Vanessa says looking imploringly at the gunmen) Let us go. Vanessa starts to cry.
The gunman and his two burly buddies take Vanessa and Theo into the fun house. They are separated and placed in a room full of distorted mirrors with the giant picture of a clown on the wall. They call for one another but Vanessa and Theo are tied up.
Vanessa, where are you?
Suddenly, the face of the clown seen through all the distorted mirrors begins to move. He climbs out of the wall (now the size of a human) with a knife in his hand and laughs maniacally.
I was 3 – years-old when I locked myself in a closet with a spider. He dangled on his wispy string and came towards me and I shot to the other end of the closet and fell asleep. That was the first time I hated spiders.
The next was when my Dad built me my room in a large pantry room in our old house. But since it was a pantry before you see, with concrete floor and large closets, and with a creaky teal door that opened up into a vast ceiling; when I first moved into that new room at the age of 8 there were spiders everywhere. I was afraid of them. I would come home from my Grandparent’s house after a sleep over and find 3 kinds of spiders sitting on the wall in the corner of my room. If my room got to messy there were spiders and one day there was this huge black spider on the wall and my Dad killed it but I was so afraid a spider would crawl into my bed that my Mom had to check the blankets in my bed for spiders. I was sure there was one in there!
Now, I’m 29-years-old and I still have this irrational fear of spiders. I can handle the little ones, but in my bathroom downstairs there has been this army of spiders this summer, and my Dad won’t kill them for me anymore but my brother took out a few when he was over. The vacuüm is heavy and hard to bring downstairs so often I just throw a book on the spiders and step on it until the spider is squished and dead.
Sometimes I just let them hide in corners but no more. The vacuüm is downstairs today and I have a spray bottle full of water and mint oil. Spiders hate mint! I only needed a few drops of the oil but I put 10 in the bottle just in case and I will vacuüm my washroom everywhere and spray ever corner with mint — under the counter, behind the door, the window, and behind the garbage can. Will this keep those spiders away? I hope so, I hate them tremendously, you have no idea, they are one of my greatest fears.