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“The Bitch is Back”

I woke up in darkness. The space all around me was walled in so that I couldn’t even raise my arms in front of me. What the fuck?! I began to panic…. Why was I laying down? Yeah, I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now.. cut me some slack, I’m just a 16 year old cheerleader…. or was anyway. The hottest one on the squad.

Yes sir, I was buried 6 feet under. Now the next question is “Was I buried alive or was I already dead?” Truth be told, it was a little fuzzy at first. When I woke up the memories came flooding back… Pieces to a puzzle. I saw the guys who grabbed me and pulled me into the molesto-van. I remember the pain, the tearing, the blood and the rage. Most of all, I remember thinking “I want my Mom to take my pain away. Please Mommy!” Yeah, I know…. Coolness points out the window but no matter how tough you are, you always wish for your Mother in the end. From what I gathered, I was Dead. I had been kidnapped, raped and strangled in the back of a smelly old van. I was left in an underground tunnel under a highway, like someone’s trash. This was not how my life was supposed to turn out. I was supposed to go to college, get married, have two kids and a cute little dog… I was supposed to be the fucking prom queen. Instead, I became just another statistic. A victim of lust at the hands of a few of my fellow Gardendale High classmates. Another tragic death…. And I was fucking pissed!

It was when the full memory came back to me along with all the pain that I heard a woman’s voice. Lying there in what was obviously my coffin. “Tessa, you are being given a chance to right the wrongs done to you. You now hold the memory, the fire. I grant you the gift of resurrection to punish those responsible for your untimely death.”

I could not speak. I tried but nothing came out. I tried and tried to spit out one word.. one question..

“GOD?”

I had the feeling that whoever this was didn’t need to hear my voice to know my question.

“No, not God. Nothing can hurt you now. You will feel no pain and cannot die until you finish your task… Revenge.”

I thought my next question instead of speaking “But what about my family? I want to see them!”

“No, it’s best they don’t see you. They wouldn’t understand. You have been given a rare gift. Use it. Your life is over. Your death has just begun. You have a chance to take revenge on the boys who took it all away from you. First you must prove how much you want it. You must free yourself from this grave” the woman said. I couldn’t see her in the darkness but her voice was as real as a heart attack. As if she were lying next to me, all around me. “You have 3 days to set the wrong things right. Then you must return to me and move on to the afterlife” she said. “The first name is Billy Jackson, a classmate of yours. Start with him.”

Billy Jackson… I had heard that name before at school. Probably just a nobody. Just another looser who wanted me and didn’t have the balls to talk to me like a man. No! Instead this mother fucker decides to kidnap me, rape me and murder me. Oh, his ass was mine now! Look out fuckers…. The Bitch is Back. “Revenge is a dish best served cold” -	Old kingdom proverb. 