(Just finished this short story. It was inspired by a real life event, the movie god Quentin Tarantino and "Natural Born Killers" the movie. Photo by DementedXbarbie . As usual do what you will with the character descriptions, for now. Hope you enjoy. Mali )
Sharp Shooter V for Veronica:
She’d been trying fruitlessly all morning to get her newborn calm. Finally, after hours baby Rose was asleep. Safe and warm in her mothers arms.
Gently Veronica places Rose into her pink bassinette.
She watches the mobile spin, singing a melody as the quiet of the afternoon adds to the awe that is this moment.
The sweetest thing she’d ever seen in her miserable murdering life lay before her.
And it lay peacefully because of her.
No one who knew V would believe, even if they saw, that this angel slept sound because of Sharp Shooter Veronica.
The only way V knew to silence anything was to put a bullet through it. Well, used to know, V thinks staring at her daughter with a smile.
She was going to give baby Rose the world and God help any one who tried to take it away from her.
Outside in the distance a Harley revs its way towards Veronica’s block. She hurries to each window shutting them in an effort to lock out the sound. Her efforts are in vain.
As the Harley nears, the roar of its engine resounds through the shut windows and reinforced brick walls.
For Veronica the sound crashes into her daughter’s nursery. It suffocates little Rose’s sleep until she screams out for air.
The world around V turns a deep dark red.
The newborns glass shattering cry amplifies grating against Veronica’s patience like barb wire.
And the bastard hadn’t even made it to her block yet!
“Fuck!” V yells slapping the bullet proof glass pane.
Without even a glance to Rose, Veronica stalks over to the nursery door. Grabbing the rounded steel lying at the doors base, she heads down the stairs.
On her way past the living room she shouts to her couch potato mother. “Watch Rose.” Veronica doesn’t wait for a response. She opens the front door just in time to watch the Prick fly past her.
Jumping in her 2 door, it starts in seconds.
Sharp u-turn and she’s headed towards her target.
5 minutes into the chase Sharp Shooter V pulls up to the right of the Harley.
Click, click.
“Hey!” she screams rolling down the window. The driver doesn’t hear her.
One more time, “HEY”!
The driver hears her that time. He slows a bit and turns his attention to Veronica.
“Yea”? He asks seemingly annoyed.
With a smile, screaming as loudly as she can Veronica answers “THANKS” aim, head, POP!
Driving off, “Don’t forget the diapers this time V, don’t forget the diapers.” The sound of a crash fading behind her.
really good. I could see it all the way through. it was really good. I particularly like the ending. never forget the diapers.
ReplyDeleteSo is there like a back story movie, book, or short story coming in the near future. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't mildly interested in Veronica's back story.
ReplyDelete*Smile* I haven't given her a back story yet. She came to life for the first time in this story. Maybe there will be a part 2. It all depends on inspiration.
ReplyDeleteMali