Posted by Bistra on October 30, 2005 at 11:01:12:
Happy Halloween all
for those who love to play Scrabble (Im one of them :) ) here is a little crime fantasy story of mine:
Scrabble game (or Yahoo! Literati game)
Winter evening cold and snowy, in one warm bar there was hot playing game of Scrabble. 3 men and one girl playing - all rockers, one of them was the barterner of the bar. Cigarettes, whisky, playing, talking, music listening all this in that cold winter evening. The game is hot and they are so much involved in it. They played till late and at the end in the bar it was only them left but they kept on playing. and on and on... because there were no clients the barman kept on giving them drinks for free and so the night went on with playing Scrabble game. Tiles with letters on the middle of the table. Joe, one of them was tall, big, looking like mafia guy, with sunglasses over his head was winning the last game he was going to win last game... he put a word "wisher" passed through the block for 3xword and had 45 points... that was so high compared to other two players score that was only hardly 15 or 17.
Bistra the girl with her - a nice red head with blue eyes not very tall normal thin figure - she was stuck with her letters on this Scrabble didnt have any vowels... and she hardly made a word of 3 tiles each one wearing no more then 10 points.
Suddenly she had good letters ... three vowels came to her and she had letters for bingo with which she could make big score bigger then Joe's that was winning all night. "This time I might be lucky" she thought.
So... she ordered her letters and she got word with 7 letters. When her turn came she just didnt think of it much and made her turn made word of 7 letters that made her bingo and brought her 75 points which made her score the highest it could.
"Stupid bitch how could you" Joe was angry like hell...
"Sorry guys" said she as she giggled happy... lighted cigarette glad and holding her next tiles for her next move... She just was ordering her next letters when all of a sudden her movement was stopped by big "Phhht".
She had enough time to look up and see this Joe guy holding gun, all angry and that he has just sent a bullet that she felt inside her chest. Heart started beating faster and faster, she became pale and froze for few minutes. She felt inside burbling first and her heart started beating slower... she moaned silent and, she looked down to her bleeding t-shirt, then she looked at him the only word she could say "wasth justh a ... game... damn it", he said "Shut up" and sent made one more "Phhhhht" sent another bullet into her heart and she felt how her hands lose all their sensitivity, layed her head back at the chair, her hands relaxed and couldnt keep what she was holding- the one cigarette in her hand felt on the ground and the game tile on the other hand dropped down. Then she slowly collapsed from the chair and her fall made her roll herself on her back. The guys stood and went on the other side of the table to look at her. She was layd straid, limp and still eyes lightly closed, mouth a bit open and tiny line of blood came from it, and the chin was pointing the ceiling. The one guy touched her neck to see for pulse. there was nothing. Then checked her heart - again nothing... she was dead... Bis has departed from this world. The other two guys were astonished ...
"Nice shots you gave her man" they said to Joe
"Yea did she realy think I will let her win?"
"But she still looks nice"
"Yea"
The guys came to her lifted her arms and semoved her jeans jacket. then they Joe removed her top and exposed her bras that was purple colored.
"hahhh she wearing purple underwear" laughed Joe. then he removed the bras exposing her breasts - normal size with very small nipples.
He leaned on her and said as if she could hear him:
"Do u mind me to keep this bra to remind me of you?"
well she couldnt mind so he took her bras into his hand and hide it in his pocket.
He then lifted her limpy corpse and put it on the chair where she was before to fall in blood. her head layed limpy back - the chin pointing the ceiling and the red hair of her falling down behind her. her hands felt on her sides limpy. He made a dip with his finger in the blood of her mouth and wrote on her breasts bloody sign: "Bingo - 100 points". Then they sat down to play again after all they wanted to continue they didnt hurry for anywhere, leaving her like this on the chair on the table, with this sign on her briests, where they played. They kept on playing their game, enjoying her view now. They found her quite nice now - cold and limp, naked, pale now she couldnt win their score, and due to her two holes in her and the blood from her mouth she was still pretty. She was nicer now. The guy that was next to her took her cigarette from the floor, that had still a lot in it and smoking it said to her lifeless face "Do you give me this?" and then smoked it a bit blew a bit on her face... She couldnt feel it not anymore... she couldnt resist him even if she wanted her cigarette, and she didnt want it anymore... She was relaxed in piece and will not mind anymore... not play anymore, not smoking anymore. That was her last Scrabble game she had.