So life can get better! (Includes Green Day and Adrienne so no teenie comments), chapter 18
I bit his hand and he let go.
"Listen Rodger I never did anything to you. Don't even think about killing me."
"Well, aren't you just the grown up into confident bitch." I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"This way you little slut." He grabbed me and led me towards dense woods and into the very heart of it. After about an hour of walking we finally sat down.
"I missed you dearly. Why did you leave me?"
"Because you were an asshole."
"Well, you aren't the little doormat you were 3 years ago are you?"
"I've gotten older, yes."
"Okay, you know the drill Rebyl, take it off."
"No... like I said, I'm not the little doormat I was 3 years ago."
"Fine, I'll take them off for you!" Right as he was lifting up my shirt I kneed him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain as I ran. I heard faint sounds of people yelling.
"Rebyl, Rodger, if you can hear us, make noise." I heard someone yell. I heard footsteps behind me and Rodger tackled me to the ground and I screamed.
"Come here bitch, and stop screaming." He put his hand around my mouth and I heard more running. I could tell people were getting loser. I grabbed a rock and threw it against a tree to get someone to hear me. I looked up and I could tell it was getting lighter, but it was still dark from the trees. I bit his hand again and elbowed him in the jaw. He let go for a moment and I started running.
"I'M RIGHT HERE! HELP!" I felt someone tackle me but this time it wasn't Rodger, it was Trè.
"It's okay, I gotcha, your dad would be here but he had a panic attack. Mike and everyone else are searching for you." He informed me.
I heard the cocking of a gun and I looked up. There was Rodger, holding a gun, to Trè's head.
"Rodger, leave Trè alone!"
"Only if you do exactly as I tell you. Now stand up. I stood up and he grabbed some rope and tied Trè to a tree. I saw Mike a few feet away. I picked up a rock off the ground and threw it as hard as I could at Mike. I caught him in the leg and he looked over. I put my finger to my mouth, signaling for him to be quiet. He walked towards me and gave me a hug. I hugged back.
"Go hide somewhere, do you have your phone?" I muttered.
"Yeah."
"Call the police, they can trace the call, it might take them a while so any of us could be dead, but let's just hope not."
"Right" He ran and hid behind a tree. Rodger came and pushed me to the ground and I saw Trè behind him, slipping through the ropes. Right as Rodger had my shirt and bra off, Trè jumped on his back. He fell on top of me. I pushed them both off.
"REBYL RUN!"
"No, I have to face this alone."
"I have to help you!" Trè begged.
"No. This is my problem, not yours!"
"I could have been done with her if you guys weren't arguing." Rodger interrupted.
"Trè go, I'm fine, tell my dad and everyone else that I'll be fine. Don't worry."
"Ok, if you aren't back in 2 hours, I'm coming back for you!"
"Ok, go!"
"Bye."
"GO!"
"Now that he's gone, come here." Rodger pulled me in close and started violently kissing me. He took off his own shirt and my pants and he was just about to insert... well you know... and I kicked him in his balls and I could see one fly off. I love converses more than ever right now. Blood was going everywhere and he was on the ground groaning in pain. He definitely deserved that. I kicked and punched him a few more times.
"And this is for making my life hell." I punched him square in the face. I put on my clothes again and walked behind the to see Mike looking like he just saw a ghost.
"If you can beat the shit out of him, why couldn't you kill Sarah?"
"Because I didn't want people to think I provoked the fight."
"Oh. You realize that would hurt, REALLY bad? Ouch, it hurts just thinking about it."
"He deserved it now come on, let's go back."
"Right. My phone was dead so I couldn't call the police."
"Let's take him with us, we can't just leave him here."
"Ok." We picked him up and carried him. After 2 hours of walking with Rodger in our arms, he wiggled free of our grasp. "Why, that hurt Rebyl, why did you do it?"
"You fucking deserved it now come on!" I picked him back up. We finally emerged from the woods 20 minutes later. We were back to where I was 5 hours before.
"THERE SHE IS!" I heard Trè. He ran over and hugged me, causing me to drop Rodger. I was exhausted from today's events and the sun was so bright. I collapsed on the floor next to Rodger who was very pale. I felt his pulse and he was alive. Damn.
"This guys needs medical attention." I said tiredly. Rodger sat up and grabbed my throat and I couldn't breathe. I fell to the ground and I heard voices yelling at Rodger. I slipped out of consciousness but came back around about 2 minutes later, Rodger not on me anymore. I regained my breath and watched as they loaded Rodger into the ambulance.
"Damn, now I have something in common with him, we're both missing a ball."
"Wow, I never thought of that." I said, laughing. I stood up."Come on, we have a show to play!"
"You're up for it?" Mike asked.
"Hell yeah!" I ran towards the stage. How did I have so much energy? I don't know. I saw my dad sitting on an ambulance on his cell phone. I could tell he's been crying. I ran over and hugged him but not before listening to part of his conversation.
"Yeah Rob, go up and tell them to cancel the WHOA! REBYL!"
"Why the hell are you canceling the show?"
"Never mind, we'll be on in 10 minutes." My dad stood up and hugged me.
"Are you sure you want to play?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay then, HEY OH LET'S GO PEOPLE!" We all ran to the side of the stage.
"And here they are, GREEN DAY!" We ran out on stage to loud cheers. Only then did I realize my shirt was on inside out but oh well. I jumped up and down and let off all the stress from the day.
"ALRIGHT GERMANY!" *screams*
"DO YOU KNOW A LITTLE SONG CALLED F.O.D.?" *More screams*
"WELL I'M SENDING IT OUT TO A LITTLE FRIEND NAMED RODGER JOHNSON!" *even more screams*
"Something's on my mind, it's been for quite some time, this time I'm on to you!" We finished the song and played many others. My dad mooned the crowd during a song called "King For a Day" to get the crowd wild. More like made the teenies drool. We finished and I yelled "GOOD LUCK AND GOOD RIDDANCE ASSHOLE!" That was to Rodger. I was happier than I have ever been in my life at that very moment. I had to see Rodger just one more time, at court. I can't wait for him to be behind bars, or dead. We walked back to the tour bus, me on my dad's shoulders, and had a party. I decided to get drunk and it was fun. I sang "Drops of Jupiter" by Train on the karaoke machine and my dad and I sang Temperature by Sean Paul. Yes we were that drunk... we didn't know the words so we were making them up as we went, why I sang that song, even though I hate it, I will never know. I woke up the next morning at 6:00 to the usual, my dad banging a pan with a ladle, my hangover killing me. "Dad, shut up." "Come on I got you an Advil and a cup of coffee." I grabbed the coffee and chugged it down then took the Advil. I hopped in the shower and I heard Mike come in and turn on his shower. "Mike, don't come out, I'm changing." I told him. "Alright." I got out of the shower and changed into a Misfits tee shirt and black jeans. You know, it's amazing how we can just forget about yesterday. How life just goes on and we forget? Just like I say in my song "Another turning point a fork stuck in the road" Life takes it's own course and we can only hope for the best, if we don't get the best then oh well, life goes on, and soon enough we get over it.
That's all...but there will be a sequel..and you've just read 59 pages in Microsoft Word, Times New Roman, 12 font...congrats!
"Listen Rodger I never did anything to you. Don't even think about killing me."
"Well, aren't you just the grown up into confident bitch." I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"This way you little slut." He grabbed me and led me towards dense woods and into the very heart of it. After about an hour of walking we finally sat down.
"I missed you dearly. Why did you leave me?"
"Because you were an asshole."
"Well, you aren't the little doormat you were 3 years ago are you?"
"I've gotten older, yes."
"Okay, you know the drill Rebyl, take it off."
"No... like I said, I'm not the little doormat I was 3 years ago."
"Fine, I'll take them off for you!" Right as he was lifting up my shirt I kneed him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain as I ran. I heard faint sounds of people yelling.
"Rebyl, Rodger, if you can hear us, make noise." I heard someone yell. I heard footsteps behind me and Rodger tackled me to the ground and I screamed.
"Come here bitch, and stop screaming." He put his hand around my mouth and I heard more running. I could tell people were getting loser. I grabbed a rock and threw it against a tree to get someone to hear me. I looked up and I could tell it was getting lighter, but it was still dark from the trees. I bit his hand again and elbowed him in the jaw. He let go for a moment and I started running.
"I'M RIGHT HERE! HELP!" I felt someone tackle me but this time it wasn't Rodger, it was Trè.
"It's okay, I gotcha, your dad would be here but he had a panic attack. Mike and everyone else are searching for you." He informed me.
I heard the cocking of a gun and I looked up. There was Rodger, holding a gun, to Trè's head.
"Rodger, leave Trè alone!"
"Only if you do exactly as I tell you. Now stand up. I stood up and he grabbed some rope and tied Trè to a tree. I saw Mike a few feet away. I picked up a rock off the ground and threw it as hard as I could at Mike. I caught him in the leg and he looked over. I put my finger to my mouth, signaling for him to be quiet. He walked towards me and gave me a hug. I hugged back.
"Go hide somewhere, do you have your phone?" I muttered.
"Yeah."
"Call the police, they can trace the call, it might take them a while so any of us could be dead, but let's just hope not."
"Right" He ran and hid behind a tree. Rodger came and pushed me to the ground and I saw Trè behind him, slipping through the ropes. Right as Rodger had my shirt and bra off, Trè jumped on his back. He fell on top of me. I pushed them both off.
"REBYL RUN!"
"No, I have to face this alone."
"I have to help you!" Trè begged.
"No. This is my problem, not yours!"
"I could have been done with her if you guys weren't arguing." Rodger interrupted.
"Trè go, I'm fine, tell my dad and everyone else that I'll be fine. Don't worry."
"Ok, if you aren't back in 2 hours, I'm coming back for you!"
"Ok, go!"
"Bye."
"GO!"
"Now that he's gone, come here." Rodger pulled me in close and started violently kissing me. He took off his own shirt and my pants and he was just about to insert... well you know... and I kicked him in his balls and I could see one fly off. I love converses more than ever right now. Blood was going everywhere and he was on the ground groaning in pain. He definitely deserved that. I kicked and punched him a few more times.
"And this is for making my life hell." I punched him square in the face. I put on my clothes again and walked behind the to see Mike looking like he just saw a ghost.
"If you can beat the shit out of him, why couldn't you kill Sarah?"
"Because I didn't want people to think I provoked the fight."
"Oh. You realize that would hurt, REALLY bad? Ouch, it hurts just thinking about it."
"He deserved it now come on, let's go back."
"Right. My phone was dead so I couldn't call the police."
"Let's take him with us, we can't just leave him here."
"Ok." We picked him up and carried him. After 2 hours of walking with Rodger in our arms, he wiggled free of our grasp. "Why, that hurt Rebyl, why did you do it?"
"You fucking deserved it now come on!" I picked him back up. We finally emerged from the woods 20 minutes later. We were back to where I was 5 hours before.
"THERE SHE IS!" I heard Trè. He ran over and hugged me, causing me to drop Rodger. I was exhausted from today's events and the sun was so bright. I collapsed on the floor next to Rodger who was very pale. I felt his pulse and he was alive. Damn.
"This guys needs medical attention." I said tiredly. Rodger sat up and grabbed my throat and I couldn't breathe. I fell to the ground and I heard voices yelling at Rodger. I slipped out of consciousness but came back around about 2 minutes later, Rodger not on me anymore. I regained my breath and watched as they loaded Rodger into the ambulance.
"Damn, now I have something in common with him, we're both missing a ball."
"Wow, I never thought of that." I said, laughing. I stood up."Come on, we have a show to play!"
"You're up for it?" Mike asked.
"Hell yeah!" I ran towards the stage. How did I have so much energy? I don't know. I saw my dad sitting on an ambulance on his cell phone. I could tell he's been crying. I ran over and hugged him but not before listening to part of his conversation.
"Yeah Rob, go up and tell them to cancel the WHOA! REBYL!"
"Why the hell are you canceling the show?"
"Never mind, we'll be on in 10 minutes." My dad stood up and hugged me.
"Are you sure you want to play?"
"Yeah!"
"Okay then, HEY OH LET'S GO PEOPLE!" We all ran to the side of the stage.
"And here they are, GREEN DAY!" We ran out on stage to loud cheers. Only then did I realize my shirt was on inside out but oh well. I jumped up and down and let off all the stress from the day.
"ALRIGHT GERMANY!" *screams*
"DO YOU KNOW A LITTLE SONG CALLED F.O.D.?" *More screams*
"WELL I'M SENDING IT OUT TO A LITTLE FRIEND NAMED RODGER JOHNSON!" *even more screams*
"Something's on my mind, it's been for quite some time, this time I'm on to you!" We finished the song and played many others. My dad mooned the crowd during a song called "King For a Day" to get the crowd wild. More like made the teenies drool. We finished and I yelled "GOOD LUCK AND GOOD RIDDANCE ASSHOLE!" That was to Rodger. I was happier than I have ever been in my life at that very moment. I had to see Rodger just one more time, at court. I can't wait for him to be behind bars, or dead. We walked back to the tour bus, me on my dad's shoulders, and had a party. I decided to get drunk and it was fun. I sang "Drops of Jupiter" by Train on the karaoke machine and my dad and I sang Temperature by Sean Paul. Yes we were that drunk... we didn't know the words so we were making them up as we went, why I sang that song, even though I hate it, I will never know. I woke up the next morning at 6:00 to the usual, my dad banging a pan with a ladle, my hangover killing me. "Dad, shut up." "Come on I got you an Advil and a cup of coffee." I grabbed the coffee and chugged it down then took the Advil. I hopped in the shower and I heard Mike come in and turn on his shower. "Mike, don't come out, I'm changing." I told him. "Alright." I got out of the shower and changed into a Misfits tee shirt and black jeans. You know, it's amazing how we can just forget about yesterday. How life just goes on and we forget? Just like I say in my song "Another turning point a fork stuck in the road" Life takes it's own course and we can only hope for the best, if we don't get the best then oh well, life goes on, and soon enough we get over it.
That's all...but there will be a sequel..and you've just read 59 pages in Microsoft Word, Times New Roman, 12 font...congrats!
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