Queen of All, but Stability
So, I found a short story I wrote A LONG LONG TIME AGO. Seriously, 9/14/99 ... 1999.. lol.. Thus, keep in mind, I was just a little shit when I wrote this, thus it isn't all that fantastic. I have an avid fan of my writing, and it happens to be her birthday today, and she's.. about the age I was when I wrote this, maybe a year older.. so I'm typin' it up for her. Everything in ( ) = things I've changed out of annoyance for how I worded it originally. if its (( )) then the ( ) was originally there when i wrote this.
Anyway... enjoy? I WARN YOU THIS STORY IS AWFUL HAHAHAHA
Intro:
Heather Black was a girl who could be described with one word: "Beautiful". Green eyes, long golden blond hair, she was bound to be crowned queen at the Riverside High Senior Dance. Every guy wanted her, every girl longed to be her, she was everything everyone ever wanted to be... that's what they thought. Heather suffered from severe depression. On June 1st, 1997, her father was murdered - stabbed 6 times in the chest; the killer was never found. Nobody but her, her mother, and her 14 year old sister, Amy, knew her secret.
Amy was pretty, light brown hair, green eyes with a smile that looked so innocent she could get out of anything. Well, almost anything...
One Sunday night, Heather was driving Amy home from a basket ball game. Of course, Riverside won, they were state champs (on a yearly basis).
"I'm so excited about the dance!" Amy (squealed) her eyes bright with excitement. "I know you're going to be Queen, I feel it in my heart!!"
"Don't be so sure, there are a lot of girls as pretty as (I am)" (Heather said with a wink) "Why are you so sure I'm going to win?" She asked, even though she knew, too, that there was no chance anyone else could be crowned Queen.
"Because you are so pretty! Look at yourself, Heather, you are everything! Nobody will ever be able to win but you!" ^_^ "I hope that when I'm a senior, I'm (just as gorgeous)!"
Heather laughed, "I hope so, too! That way we can both have our pictures taken and put in the paper, and then everyone would DEFINITELY know we exist in this town!"
Amy giggled, happy to see her sister in such a good mood... happy to see her without a knife, trying to slit her wrist, like she found her trying to do last year...
As they were talking, a truck was suddenly speeding down the wrong way, heading directly toward them!
Heather and Amy both screamed, Heather spun the car right -
right over the bridge.
part 2
Heather woke up in a white room, the smell of rubbing alcohol nipping at her nose.
"Where am I?" Heather asked herself aloud.
"You're in the hospital.. you were in a car accident. Your left arm is broken, and you have a deep (laceration) on your cheek." The nurse said, looking her in the eyes.
heather remembered everything now, the truck, the scream, the fall from the bridge into the water, the horrid crunch of metal hitting the bottom of the river.
"OH MY GOD, WHERE IS AMY?! IS SHE OKAY!?" she screamed, not noticing the squeaky sound to her voice.
Tears were in the nurse's eyes as she spoke. "When you hit the side of the bridge... she flew out the windshield, head first. She broke her neck. She died before she hit the water... Heather, Amy is dead..."
Heather was in shock, she couldn't feel pain, she couldn't hear anything but the words "Amy is dead" ringing in her ears. Everything went black..
Heather woke up a few hours later. She noticed she must have been crying in her sleep, because her eyes were wet.
"Amy is dead" she mouthed, and started screaming and crying again. The nurse came in, looked at her, and just shut the door.
Heather was released from the hospital the next day, her (psychiatrist) upping her meds 15 mgs, just to make sure she didn't flip out. She laid in her room, starring at the wall, wishing her whole life was just a bad dream.
"I can't live like this, I know I can't... this is too much for me.. I can't handle this... I shouldn't have to feel this pain, I wish everyone could feel this way, (instead) of (only) me! I shouldn't be the one hurting!" Heather's (mind screamed), tears still streaming down her face. "I know, I know exactly what I am going to do..." (she) whispered to herself, a weak, little grin (starting) to spread across her face.
part 3
Heather had a plan to make everyone feel her pain, to make everyone have an unforgettable memory to haunt them, day and night. Now, about that dance tomorrow... hehehe..
Heather wore her $400 light blue dress, and had her date, Luke Sanders, pick her up 5 hours early for the dance..
When they (arrived) at the school, it was empty, just like she planned. Heather was a virgin, but decided to change that tonight, since it was so (very) special.
(They snuck in through an unlocked side-door) and Heather dragged Luke to the (balcony of the small, upper gymnasium), where nobody would find them. She kised him, hands sliding down pants to do a little dirty work. He moaned, slipping hsi hands up her shirt, caressing her tits. They (felt each other up) for about a half hour until the real fun started ((which I am NOT going to describe, since it would take up most of the story...))
After about an hour and a half they stopped, since he was a weak and tired little dip-shit. "I'm going home for a bit to freshen up, you can come with.. or take a shower in the girl's locker room or something?" Luke (panted).
"No thank you, I'll use the girl's room" she said, giving him a playful push.
As she watched Luke walk down the stairs, an evil grin spread across her face, and she (shoved) him down the flight of stairs, listening to his scream echo through the empty building.
part 4.
Heather laughed, looking at his crumpled body at the foot of the stairs. She knew he was dead, his head was completely twisted backward. She opened her gym bag and pulled out a rope and scissors.
"Don't worry, Luke" she said, an evil light shining in her eyes, making them glow. "Your girlfriend is going to take good care of you, sweetheart".
Moving quickly, she dragged his limp body to the stage they set up for the dance in the gym. Throwing the rope over the 2nd pole that held the stage curtains, she tied a knot at the top ((she is using a ladder..)) twisted the rope around there again, got off the ladder, tied his body to one end of the rope, took the other end,and pulley'd his body up to the top, (securing it with another knot) to make sure he hung there. Then, closing three curtains, she quickly ran outside, knowing her 2 friends, Samantha Lyons and Jill Stevens, would soon be there.
After about 10 minuets, they arrived, wondering what she had called them there for. heather led her two friends to the locker room. A room with no windows, no cameras... perfect for her plans.
The room was dark, very dark. She led her friend sto the back of the room, and told them she had a surprise. As they (followed), she took out her hunting knife and slit their throats (in one clean swipe). The pain came as such a shock, they didn't even scream.
heather only had an hour lef tot do the rest of her work, so she worked fast. Letting hte blood from their throats drain into the game coolers usually used for water (or gatorade). (she dragged them to the gym) one by one, to the stage, and tied them up like she did Luke.
"Now, for the bodies..." She said aloud.
Walking to the locker room, she opened up the door. "It's dark in here.. I need some light!"
Heather (flipped the switch and found) and unexpected, and unwanted, surprise.
part 5
Her jaw dropped. Sitting in the corner, was her mother, with an evil grin on her face.
"Sit down, Heather, or shall I call the cops on you?"
Heather walke dover to her mother and sat down on the floor in front of her, but before she could explain, her mother started (talking).
"I am not frightened of what you have done, I am pleased. I'm the one who gave you these thoughts, for I... I control your mind."
Heather could feel it now. She knew deep down i her heart that she could never do such things! But all she could do, was sit wide-eyed in front of her mother, her mouth open in awe.
"I jused the power of Satan, to control your mind, and nothing can help you now. I am the one who made you kill your father, I am the one who made you kill your sister, and now, I, now, am going to frame you, for something I made you do!"
All poor Heather could do was sit there and stare at her mom. Heather wasn't Heather anymore, (only) her mother's slave.
"Now, take these bodies outside, you will find an axe, I command you to chop these up, and put them into the boxes that they keep the crowns in every year.
Heather did as she commanded, it didn't take her long, since the axe was (quite) sharp. She up the bodies in the boxes, and the parts that couldn't fit, into the central air system's fan. They weren't currently turned on (however, she rigged them to turn on the moment the curtains were pulled back). Walking back inside, her mother gave her a new dress and told her to put it on.
"Let the party, begin" Mrs. Black said, her green eyes (illuminated) with an evil (glow).
part 6.
Heather walked out with her new, mint green dress on. Mother cleaned up the spilled blood, and left in a flash. It was time, time for everyone to start arriving.
The dance started, and Heather seemed to be having a good time, but everyone wondered where her date was. The guys didn't really care, the just took advantage of (the opportunity to) dance with her.
Her mother, watching in her mind through heather's eyes, was pleased (as to how everything was turning out).
The principal walked up on stage to announce the king and queen of the dance. ((ladies first.. hehehe..))
"and the queen of Riverside High's 1999 Senior Dance is... HEATHER BLACK!"
Heather walked up on stage, a smile on her face. The principal opened the box, to find the choped up (remains) of Jill. He screamed, dropping the box. The central air (kicked) on and blood shot from the ceiling onto everyone. Heathe walked to the ropes, pulling the curtains, revealing the body of Luke, laughing with glee the whole time. The whole room was filled with screams of horror, as the building was suddenly engulfed in flames...
Mrs. Black got way with the murders, there was no way to link her to the crime. Everyone died in the fire, including heather. But the ghosts of Mr. Black, Amy and Heather still haunt her to this day. Mrs. Black recieved her powers by selling her soul to Satan, so she gets to look forward to a life of misery in hell.
Police are still trying to find out what really happened at The 1999 Senior Dance at Riverside High...