Nightmares
"I'm sorry ma, I'm sorry. I love you."
"She can't hear yooou!" Gladys sing-songed, the shotgun poised and aimed.
"Why are you doing this? Please. I didn't do--"
"You look like hell Amber. Shut your ever lovin' pie hole, you're makin' me trigger happy and I'm not yet ready to blow your brains out."
Amber whimpered, curled in on herself. Sobbed.
"Oh, Jeeeezus H. Christ in a dump truck on his way to Atlantic City. It'll only hurt for a goddamn minute. What I should do is blow your leg off first-- Hey, that's a good idea I got there, Amber. One leg at a time..."
Amber looked up, terrified. "No, oh god no, please, no..."
"Come on, it'll be fun." Gladys aimed her shotgun at Ambers left kneecap and fired.
"NOOOOOOO!"
"Uh, look at me missin'. Hold your skinny little ass still..."
"She can't hear yooou!" Gladys sing-songed, the shotgun poised and aimed.
"Why are you doing this? Please. I didn't do--"
"You look like hell Amber. Shut your ever lovin' pie hole, you're makin' me trigger happy and I'm not yet ready to blow your brains out."
Amber whimpered, curled in on herself. Sobbed.
"Oh, Jeeeezus H. Christ in a dump truck on his way to Atlantic City. It'll only hurt for a goddamn minute. What I should do is blow your leg off first-- Hey, that's a good idea I got there, Amber. One leg at a time..."
Amber looked up, terrified. "No, oh god no, please, no..."
"Come on, it'll be fun." Gladys aimed her shotgun at Ambers left kneecap and fired.
"NOOOOOOO!"
"Uh, look at me missin'. Hold your skinny little ass still..."