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    Author: milo stills
    Elite Ratio:    3.37 - 345/476/138
    Words: 953
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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    Everyone at the party knew not to mess with Jud when he lost his temper, which was often. More often than not when he got a couple sixers in him, the best thing to do was just hand him a beer and stay away. Jud wasn’t always so wild, and some of his friends were still adjusting to the man post Iraqi Freedom.

    Right now he was trying to convince some blonde to come back to his trailer and see his purple heart. He jerked up his shirt to reveal three large slashes across his chest. The blonde ran her fingers along the scars. She matched Jud drink for drink and could not stop laughing.

    “You’re a real American hero aren’t you?”

    “Hell yes I am, I don’t know what the boys are gonna do without me.”

    Jud sucked down the rest of his beer, smashed the can against his head and tossed it across the room.

    “Go get us another, girl.”

    She staggered off laughing to herself and stroking her hips. Jud belched scanning the crowd. His blonde was the best piece of pussy at this party. It was a pretty lame party, but the beer was free, and the blonde was impressed. He just sat for a moment, watching everyone mill around. Some black kid with a mohawk plopped down next to him, and lit a joint.

    “Your name’s Jud right?”

    He looked at the joint and nodded.

    “I’m Eric, I was a freshmen when you where a senior. I used to smoke pot with you after gym class.”

    He looked more closely at the black kid’s faces and everything clicked.

    “Yeah, yeah I know you. What’s up man? You still doing shit?”

    Eric was hitting his joint and couldn’t talk. He shrugged just his shoulders and passed him the joint.

    “This town is pretty dry right now. But if you still want the good shit, (leaning in close) not the fucking garbage these emo fags are selling.”

    He stopped just as Jud started to cough, and smirked like a Buddha.

    “Look man, this is just a sample, but it’s the best shit. Here take my number.”

    He passed over three more joints wrapped in a piece of paper with his number. Jud didn’t say anything, just pocketed the gear and smiled. He hadn’t smoked grass since high school; he was already reeling. He handed the roach back to him and looked around for his blonde; she was supposed to find him a beer.

    “Your looking for that blonde girl, aren’t you?”

    “You seen her?”

    “I saw her run out side right before I sat down.”

    “I’ll be sure to call you sometime. Thanks for the sample.” They pounded fists and jud walked away. It was best not to get not know dealers he decided. Other wise they’ll always want you to sit and smoke when you want anything.

    “See you later, Jud.”

    He snatched a case from the kitchen on his way out the door and scanned the perimeter; he noticed the host and a few other sitting on top of the garage, blaring music and drinking beers.

    “You ain’t leaving are you Jud, this party’s just getting started.”

    This was far from true the place was trashed. It had been some bodies’ birthday some time and the party was still banging. He heard a door slam and quickly whipped to attention.

    “I’ll be back; I’m just looking for that girl.” Smiling he spat out his reply.

    This party was making him sick. He wanted to find the blonde and go smoke. Before long he had another beer in his hand, he tried to suck it down quickly but chocked, he could spot that come fuck me blonde in the desert. She was leaning against a truck and sobbing.

    “Thought you could get away didn’t you, girl.”

    She just looked at him confused. Then Jud realized it was his truck she was leaning against.

    “Your right, we should go. I got the beer for us.”

    “Jud my dad’s just called me, he’s mighty sore at me for coming to this party. You don’t know what he’s like when he’s mad at me Jud.”

    “Everybody has a daddy baby.”

    “It’s not just that, he scares me. I want you to get me out of here. “

    “You don’t have to be scared of your papa, he’s no match for me no matter what you think.” It was times like this when Jud made people nervous. They just made Jud laugh, sweating over everyday problems like this. Jud would teach this fucker a lesson, for what ever he did.

    “Are you going to hurt him?”

    “I don’t know do you want me too?” He handed her a beer like a question mark, even if he already knew the answer. He had a sister a lot like the blonde; he knew what to look for. She nodded then opened the beer.

    “I want you to hurt him so badly.”

    “When’s your daddy supposed to come?”

    “I don’t know soon.”

    “Wait In the truck and lock the door.”

    Jud already knew the lay out of the house and drive way. There was only one point of entry, and that mattered. There were also two empty spaces, he picked the one classes to the hose and waited.




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      I like the hell outta this! I'm adding to fav's in hopes of another chapter! I'm also wondering where these two will end up.
    | Posted on 2006-12-16 00:00:00 | by bigrig0625 | [ Reply to This ]
      tremendous start - sort of a thelma and lousie but with a guy and girl. you have to keep going with this. i'm very intrigued where these two wind up. try to keep things unconventional.
    | Posted on 2006-12-15 00:00:00 | by joeyalphabet | [ Reply to This ]


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