Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-36393004-20180919163757

Chester was the epitome of pathetic in the most classical sense. It was not so much that he had no real life but how he lived it. He had the same routine every day. He would wake up, get cleaned up, trudge through his mediocre job, and rush home to get ready to go out. He would find some hole-in-the-wall bar and waste what meager wages he had earned trying to impress every woman he could find. When buying them drinks did not work, he would resort to gifts, all while flattering them profusely. It never worked and he would always end up crying himself to sleep within his tiny one bedroom apartment. Like I said, pathetic.

Now Chester was not exactly ugly, but he had no real defining features either. He was slightly overweight and beginning to lose his hair. His glasses had always been a point of self-consciousness but this wasn’t his real problem. Chester’s problem was he just simply came on too strong. If his advances were rebuffed, he would try harder and eventually leave any woman in his presence scared for her life. He gave off, “stalker vibes”, to almost any woman who spoke to him longer than ten minutes. He had no clue how to land a date but he constantly felt the need to continue this cycle.

Then one night, as the bar was calling last call, he shuffled away from his newest defeat and ordered his last drink. He sat at the bar sipping upon it, contemplating the purchase of a pint of Ben & Jerry’s on his way home to cry. A tap upon his shoulder drew his attention to the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. She had long, flowing dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and her proportions where that of the models he secretly ogled in his bathroom.

He stammered, attempting to introduce himself while this goddess simply smiled at him. He had no words, which might have been for the best considering his track record. Without a word, she took him gently by the hand and guided him to the door and out to her car. If there had been more people to witness the event, Chester would not have been the only person in shock at that bar.

The car came to a stop in a part of town Chester was not familiar with, but he was too enamored by this woman to care. He was guided up a set of steps and through a hallway. The lights seemed rather dim, but he assumed it was for romantic atmosphere. The trip came to a close at a door way, she had left him standing in the hall and simply gestured with a bending finger for him to follow. Chester stood shaking, his body not sure how to proceed. Sweat beaded upon his forehead and his thoughts overwhelmed him with choices.

A quick slap to his own cheek brought him back to his current situation. He couldn’t just leave, he monologue to himself. He took a deep breath, pushed away any reservations, and took a step inside the room. He had closed his eyes by instinct and simply called out into the room.

“So, um…w-what’s your name? I m-mean…I’m Ch-Chester,” fumbling with his words and mentally beating himself up on not introducing himself first. He stood amongst the silence for a few moments before he found the courage to open his eyes to see that the woman had undressed herself and was laying bare upon a mattress on the floor.

If Chester had not been so preoccupied by this sight he would have noticed that there were no other furnishings in the room. He would have also noticed that the windows had been boarded shut and the light that dangled above them flickered erratically amongst the random drips of water that seeped through holes in the drywall ceiling. He would have noticed all this if his pupils had not been focused directly on the curved form that now lay before him and busy hiding the premature bulge that formed in his trousers.

The woman began to crawl toward Chester, slowly, seductively and inched her way toward the hands that Chester had been using to hide his embarrassment. She pulled them away and Chester could not resist, her hands were gentle but she had the power of a lioness compared to Chester. When he finger tips pressed at the cloth near his zipper and attempted to undo the fastening, Chester’s body quivered violently in elation. He could no longer contain himself and quickly soiled his undergarments.

His face flashed red, knowing that any minute now his new friend would be mocking him. He could hear her now within his mind and the thought brought thick tears to his eyes. He jerked away from her hands, rushing out the door and heading for the exit. His cheeks quickly soaked with salty despair and humiliation. When his hands rested on the door knob he turned quickly to apologize for the inconvenience.

“I’m s-sorry…,” his words crackling as he looked back at the woman who now stood wrapped in a sheet at the bedroom door, anger forming upon her brow. Then in an instant her body leapt forward, dropping the sheet and sprinting toward Chester. Her hands clapped down upon the floor and her gape became more animal than human. Her skin tightened about her mouth as it drew unnaturally wide and for the first time that night Chester knew why she had not spoken.

Within those beautiful lips rested jagged razors in place of what should have been teeth and the sound that erupted through the hallway was nothing close to human. He cupped a hand over one of his ears, trying to drown out the guttural wails of whatever creature now pursued him all while fumbling with the door knob with the other. Chester only had a few moments before this thing was upon him and was sure it would be his end.

When the door finally opened Chester’s body came crashing from it, stumbling upon the landing them down the steps toward the street. The commotion brought the attention of a homeless man who had made residence across the road and Chester soon found himself being helped to his feet by the man. He mumbled amidst tears, attempting to warn the man of the coming doom. His hand shook as he pointed toward the doorway he had fell from. The man looked up the steps but only witnessed the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, buck naked, slowly closing the door behind her. 