Posted by deathgirl on December 29, 2000 at 10:16:30:
Kelli sat, back propped up against a tree, feeling the life drain out of her savaged body. She looked down and winced at the sight of
her belly, layed wide open, blood boiling out. She glanced over and saw the sprawled body of her dear friend, sweet Jamie, lying some 10 feet from her.
Kelli looked at her bloodsoaked hands, at the rings that her mother and grandmother had given her......at the petite gold watch circling her wrist that her
dad had presented her on her graduation from college. So many memories.....flooding her mind now as her time on earth slipped away......
The day had started out so promising.....Jamie and Kelli were going to take a short hike in the woods, then have a picnic lunch in a secluded
clearing that Jamie knew about. Before they embarked on their journey, both suspected that this day would be special. Kelli had decided
to make this the first girl to girl sexual encounter in her life. She had always been very fond of Jamie, a sweet friend who made no
secret of her crush on Kelli. It wasn't that Kelli was really gay, it was just she had been mistreated by so many men and hurt so many times that she was looking in a different direction for love and comfort. Now as they fished the sandwiches and thermoses out of their backpacks, the tall red head looked at
Jamie and wondered if it would really happen. They laughed and joked as they ate, telling tall tales of things they may or may not
have done in their short lives. Finally, during a lull in the conversation, Jamie reached over and put a hand on Kelli's bare thigh. She looked into Kelli's green eyes and
made a little pouty secuctive face. Kelli could not resist and embraced Jamie....they kissed deeply and began to explore each others
bodies. They removed one another's clothes and lay down on the blanket. For a long time, they made sweet, gentle love.......pausing now and then to express what they meant to each
other. At last they were physically exhausted and, Kelli, feeling special for the first time in ages, laid her head on Jamies chest, listening to her heart softly
pounding. "I love you, Jamie" she whispered. "I love you too, Kelli,....I want you to know that I was......" PFFFFFFTTTTTTTT!!!!!!! Her sentence was cut off by
the bullet slamming into her left side.
"Unnnnnngggghhhhh" grunted Jamie as she writhed in pain.
Kelli sat up and screamed when she saw blood pouring out of her friends wound. She attempted to help Jamie up..."Come on, lets get outta here!!"... but the wounded
girl was too hurt to stand. Just then the assailant walked out from behind a tree and stood before them.
"You.....go sit over there" he motioned to Kelli, pointing the gun at her. "W-what are you doing this for?"Kelli stammered. "Just shut
up and get over there", repeated the man. Jamie, moaning and squirming around on the blood soaked blanket, managed to say
"Do what he says, Kelli......please...it'll be ok". Kelli moved a few feet away and sat down clutching her knees, rocking and shuddering with fear. The man walked over to Jamie
and started to kneel down, when Jamie suddenly reached up and grabbed a handful of crotch and squeezed as hard as she could.
"AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH"........."You BITCH!!!!!!" The man jammed the barrel of the pistol into Jamies belly and pulled
the trigger. Jamies face contorted and blood spurted from her back as the bullet passed thru her. She fell back, mortally wounded, clutching
at the wound in her stomach. "OH GOD, JAMIE!!!!!" shrieked Kelli, helpless as her friend and new lover reached out to her. Kelli scrambled over
to Jamies side and held her hand, then leaned down and kissed her lips. They looked into each other's eyes for a moment, unstated emotions passing between them. Kelli felt Jamies last breath against her cheek, an outward gasp as
the final bullet smashed thru her breastbone, between her bare breasts. Jamies body jerked hard once, her hand squeezed and then fell limp in Kelli's....she quivered briefly, relaxed, and then slumped, moving
no more.
Kelli began to sob and she cried as she buried her head in Jamies bosom, her long red hair falling into the pool of blood forming in the
hollow area below Jamies ribcage. She let out a yelp as the man angrily grabbed her by the hair, jerking her to her feet. "Now your turn...you
friggin' dyke. Your little lesbo friend got what she deserved and now your times up too"
He shoved her toward a large tree and pushed her naked body up against it, the rough bark scratching her backside as she slid down
into a sitting position. "What's your name?" he demanded. "K...Kelli" she stammered, still sobbing uncontrollably. "Well, we're gonna see whats in this Kelli belly....hahaha.", he
laughed as he took out a huge serrated knife. "OH GOD...NO!!!!" Kelli screamed, but her pleas were heard by no one but her murderer. Pulling her back to her feet, the man swung the blade underhanded into Kelli's lower belly....deep....to the hilt. He hit her so hard he actually lifted her up off the ground a bit. Kelli gulped for air but could not find any. The force of the blow and the pain robbed her of her natural ability to breathe. Her killer then began to pull up on the blade, sawing as he went. Kelli could feel the knife tearing thru her flesh and sensed her organs parting in its wake. She writhed violently and screamed each time the blade would meet an obstacle and the killer would yank sharply up to clear it. Kelli grabbed the man's hand with both hers and growled as she tried to push down, attempting to keep the knife from doing more damage. It was no use, tho.....he put his other huge hand around both of hers and jerked up, his strength overpowering her feeble defenses. She felt her own warm blood spilling out over her hands and splashing on her feet. Upward he kept ripping until the blade's journey was finally hindered by her sternum. He then pulled the knife out of Kelli's lower chest and stood looking at his handiwork. She slowly sank back into a sitting position against the tree,a look of pure hopelessness on her pale, freckled face, arms limp at her sides..... Kelli felt cold and was shivering, making little whimpering noises.....blood pouring from her gaping wound..
The man with the knife walked down to a nearby stream to wash the blood off himself. Kelli watched him walk away, now feeling no pain, just a kind of surreal detachment from her desecrated body. It was then that her mind started playing the memories of her life, big events as well as insignificant ones. A parade of memories.....experiences, people, places, emotions... all competing for space in Kelli's fading mind.
Just then, the killer returned back up the hill from the creek. He walked over to Jamie's prone body and gave it a little shove with his boot....no sign of life....Jamies lifeless eyes stared at him disinterestingly. He chuckled, then returned to where Kelli still sat slumped against the tree. She raised her head a little as he approached, looking at him with moist,
faraway, unfocused eyes. "You still hangin' on? Well, we can remedy that." He knelt down, pressing the muzzle of his pistol to Kelli's bare chest, just above and to the right of her left breast. "Think this'll do it?" he asked, looking into her face for some sign of fear....but there was none. Kelli nodded weakly and reached to her neck with her left hand, feeling for the tiny crucifix that hung there. She clutched it tightly and stared defiantly at her attacker as he pulled the trigger. All those memories vaporized then, as Kelli's heart was blown apart....a tide of dark red blood pulsed from her chest.....her entire body convulsed, she let out a long last breath and then pitched over on her side, dead............ And you thought ants were murder at a picnic.