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Hollywood Nights
Part Eight
“Well, I guess you can tell that the deal fell through.” You sounded frustrated, not worried, or angry, or terrified, just…frustrated.
I barely registered your poorly timed sarcasm as I stared at Howie, he was clutching his side and his hands and forearms were slick with blood.
“What the hell happened?”
Howie tried to speak to me but you bowled over...
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Hollywood Nights

Part Seven

Sleep didn’t last long, I woke screaming, reaching out for history that didn’t exist. Something absolutely horrible had happened, something involving a cat, you were there, so was my mother. I lunged up and away from the couch, absolutely sure I would be covered in blood. I was suddenly certain that you drained again, the rest of the way, a horrifically...
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Part Six

For someone who was usually squeamish about blood I couldn’t look away. I wasn’t mad, I was scared shitless. Your entire half of our king size was coated except for the pillows which only showed a smear or two, everything else was absolute disaster. The sheets, blanket, comforter, all of it was soaked through with blood and bits of human tissue....
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Hollywood Nights
Part Five
Howie was setting the phone back on the receiver and walking back to the living room. He wasn’t as close to you as I was, he didn’t see your face, or the mess, or the blood.
“Oh, thank god.”
I didn’t wave Howie away or dare to speak up but I walked around you and over to the kitchen. I cut...
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sarahpinkshot:
🤘🤘🤘

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Hollywood Nights
Part Four
All wasn’t well though.
We loaded up our glasses and our mirrors and sat around the television consuming the Friday night sitcoms. Dan and the attack seemed like things of the past. You were even back to laughing over stupid shit with Howie and poking me in the ribs because I still had that concerned look on my face. I really...
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When screaming into the pillow doesn't cut it anymore, when you've run out of places to mark up, you'll do what you're gonna do, do what you gotta do.

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Hollywood Nights
Part Three
People like us didn’t call the police. People like us were why the police existed in the first place. I leaned to my left and looked past the refrigerator and saw the coffee table. The big mirror sat in the middle of the table like our party center piece. The constant array of bathroom tile sized mirrors that were stacked up...
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Hollywood Nights

Part Two

Howie and I were on the couch, just like always. He was anxious so it was his turn to get up and let you in. I guess it’s stupid but I still miss Howie too. There was nothing special about the guy besides he was the first person I ever watched die. He was also harmless and funny, which was why...
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floxy:
My english not so good but i love ur writting, i tryed to read with no translator, good for learning ;) Thank u!

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