Hot and Wet

Hot and wet
Something you will never forget
Fingers playing along my curves
Like they were piano keys
In the bathroom of some smutty club
Kisses and moans
The beats, pounding pounding pounding
Damn I end up leaving alone
Hot and wet
Wet and hot. ©2012Goldie

Going home

Anya was pissed. She and her fiance Jackson had been through a lot in their 3 year relationship but when she found out some of the things that had gone on at his bachelor party, it was the last straw.  She stormed out of the town house they shared together, got in the car and drove off. She did not know where she was going but she had to get out of there, she couldn't look at his face anymore. From the digital clock on the dashboard she saw it was 10:00 p.m., she had left the house a little before 8:00p.m. Although she was tired from driving she didn't want to go home, then she remembered the small cottage she and Jackson sometimes went to when they wanted to get away from the city. They left a spare key under a potted plant in the backyard, so getting in would be no problem.

It was in the middle of December, so by the time Anya got to the cottage, it was snowing. The roads were getting icy and she almost slid off the road. Walking behind the house, she went to retrieve the key. She had never been up here alone, and the dark woods surrounding the property were making her feel uneasy.

Once in the house she turned the heat up full blast, taking off her shoes she she sat down in big rocking chair by the window and pulled a book she had been reading out of her purse, as she read she began to nod off when suddenly a big crash startled her awake. "What in the heck was that!" She thought. Shakily she got up from the chair and walked into the only other room, the bathroom. She didn't see anything strange, but just when she was about to walk back to the main room, she saw a large glowing figure zoom past the window.

Anya, not sure what to do ran back into the other room, out of nowhere there was a large bang on the front door causing Anya to nearly jump out of her skin. Frozen in place wondered what was going on, was someone playing a joke on her or was there some crazy person trying to get in. Slowly Anya crept back over to the rocking chair and peeked out the window, she saw....nothing. Maybe whoever it was decided to leave, and she began to relax a little, and then just as suddenly as it stopped the banging began again. On the bathroom window, the door, the kitchen window. It was deafening, how these loud heavy bangs didn't shatter the glass or splinter the wooden door she didn't know. The banging seemed to go on forever, and then just like before it suddenly stopped.

This time Anya was not taking any chances, she was getting out of there. She only had a small can of mace as a weapon but it would have to do, slowly she opened the front door, peaking out to see if anyone was there. When she saw no one she made a ran for her car, unlocking it and starting it up, she sped out of the drive so fast she nearly crashed into a ditch.

She began to feel better when she got back into the city, and she felt even better yet when she pulled into her parking spot at home. She had forgotten all about being mad at Jackson, and couldn't wait to tell him what happened.

"Hello! Jackson?" She called out when she got in the door. When she received no answer, she thought it was strange, and after looking in all the rooms she didn't find a note or anything saying where he had gone. "Hmmm, she thought, maybe he left and went somewhere else or maybe he is out looking for me." Sitting on the bed Anya suddenly felt bad about storming off like that. She promised when Jackson came back she'd apologize and they would work it out. She was about to take off her clothes, and get ready for a nice hot bath when suddenly, she heard it again. More banging, this time it sounded like it was coming from the living room. Going to into the living room to investigate, she tried to figure out where the banging was coming from, this time she realized it was coming from their laundry room downstairs. After running to get a knife, Anya opened the basement door and crept down the stairs. "Oh my gosh!" There at the bottom of the stairs was Jackson, Anya raced down to him and checked his pulse, he was breathing but barely and was unconscious.

Based on what the paramedics had said, Jackson must have had a bad reaction to something he ate, and passed out while downstairs. They told her Jackson would be fine in no time, and that if she had not found him he might have died down there.

Anya and Jackson got married a month later, and went back to the cottage several times after that, but after that one night Anya never heard any banging again.©2012Goldie

There for you

When she broke your heart
I was there for you
When she ignored your calls
I was there for you
When she cheated on you
I was there for you
When she dumped you
I was there for you
When you finally realized
The one you really should have been with
I was already taken
Because he was there for me.  ©2012Goldie

Invisible

I go day by day invisible

except for moments of ridicule

I know that being caring makes me look foolish

because no cares if I go

life will continue to flow

as if I never even existed. 

©2012Goldie

Hannah

 Hannah was sitting at the counter of the diner where she worked, waiting for the last customer to leave. It was almost 11:30 p.m. and that meant closing time. The lone customer in the diner was swarthy looking man with long dark hair that looked like it hadn't been washed in months. The man had come into the diner over half an hour ago and ordered a cheeseburger and fries with a Pepsi. The cook asked her if she wanted him to stay until the guy left but she said no, now she wished she had asked him to stay.

"Hey we are getting ready to close in a few, are you almost done?"

The man just looked at her and smirked, and went back to his burger.

"Ugh",she said in disgust, she really hoped she wouldn't have problems with this guy.

She turned to go in the breakroom, to use the phone and call the police but when she got there the phone had no dial tone. "Just great, that's all I need."

Before walking out the room she picked up a newspaper that had been left behind and read the headline:

Body of third missing teen found beheaded in an abandoned shed just three miles from where she and her group of friends were last seen; fourth teen is still missing.


Throwing the paper in the garbage she slowly crept out of the room and back out to where the creepy man was eating, she gasped when she saw he was not sitting at his table, she walked over to where he had been sitting, his food was gone and there was no money.

At first she was mad but then she just decided to clean up quickly and get out of there before he came back, 5 minutes later she cleaned up and was locking the door , when she heard a noise behind her.

"Hey baby, how about we do something fun now, since your all done with work."
She was about to turn around when, she felt something cold and hard, against the back of her head. A gun.

"Turn around slowly, is that your car? Get the keys out we're going for a ride."

With her hands shaking Hannah, searched through her purse for the keys. Once she found them she took them out, along with the pepper spray she always kept. Quickly she sprayed him directly in the face and took off behind the diner and into the woods. She could hear him not too far behind her yelling and cursing in pain, but she kept going. After running a few minutes more she stopped to listen out for the man and his footsteps, but hearing nothing she slowly started walking back to her car, when she got to her car she couldn't believe it ! There was the man standing there by her car waiting for her, he had his eyes towards the road, probably looking to see if anyone was coming.

She looked on the ground and spotted a rusty pipe on the ground, silently she crept up behind him and hit him over the head with it.  He didn't even see it coming and fell heavily onto the ground.

Hannah dragged the man behind her car, and then opened the trunk. She loaded the man into the trunk of her car, it was a tight squeeze though since she still had the body of the missing teen still in the trunk waiting to be disposed of.   ©2012Goldie