The Last Ones Remaining

The two barriers held in one Country just to avoid the corruption of our lives. Sadly, it's too late for any more changes, However, We have a Mayor to talk to us, he can tell us everything we need to know... Sometimes, and the changes that are made are in his power. Between the two barriers is Hell. A third barrier remains with peace and some secret way of living in an environment full of threats and danger. Violence continues through all the barriers, and it only remains with us... A little is unknown about the ones who live with us, but we all get on... Some how, and that some how is about to be revealed...

- Written By Luke J.R -

18+ Rated. Violence & Bad Language & Slight Sexual Content. Drinking, Drugs.

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9. Seduction & Production…

The Last One’s Remaining

Chapter 9: Seduction & Production…

Sarah’s words downstairs felt like they were ringing on upstairs. I never felt so strange in all my life, whether she was trying to make me feel bad about not following her offer is beyond me.

However her clothing certainly told me what she really does for a living, and it’s not exactly the appropriate human being who happens to be a female type of person I was looking for. When I saw her at first, she looked more like a punk rock star, or even a slightly gothic appearance attraction. As I went up the stairs I could see trash littered all over the edges, there were even chalk lines going down some of the carpet. Along the walls were smoke prints and possibly tons of finger prints.

Even the paint looked a little chipped away at, broken bits of wood coming off some of the supports holding up the window frame. Yeah it looked pretty bad, even the dust forming around my hand started to show how filthy this house is. And a stench of something strange travelled through my frost bitten nostrils. The temperature in the house was nowhere near warm…

‘If you had any chance to change the before and after, what would you change stranger?’ Sarah’s words continued forming around my brain.

‘I’d change the easiest things in life, the events of what’s about to happen now…’ I sighed.

Sarah’s words seemed to be the only echo inside of me, it must be like a tunnel of love? Nope, it feels more like the deathly whispers from all those deceased are ringing down my ear drums. Frantic but not stirred, I’d rather take the fall for my daughter. She’d become something more without me, and in a strange way I’d see her more of the fighter H-Heather once was…

As I turned to face the shadows behind me, my memory started to forge faces in front of me. Kneeled on the ground looking at me in tears… It’s Ryan, he looks pretty badly beaten up. I faced his face full of tears and blood to see a man shrivelling on the ground whilst calling his own mother’s name. “Is this what you see?” My mind asked, I continued observing the man in front of me. And spotted his weaknesses from the way he was kneeling and the way he was begging for mercy.

‘Joey... Why you staring at the floor?’ Sarah interrupted.

‘W-What, oh you mean the person who tried to destroy my fucking family!’ I screamed.

‘C-Calm down Joey… It’s just a floor, you been on the drugs, huh? Have you stolen from this house Joey?’ Sarah questioned.

‘Like it matters, the man who looked me in the face in this room has seen everything Sarah…’ I groaned.

‘T-The man in this room is you Joey, you’re the one here begging for something more than a family…’ Sarah whispered softly.

“She’s got her eyes on other things, and these things are dangerous to our lives…” Oh yeah? Well if she has her mind on other things, I’ll be happy to take her down the road I like to call pain. Because she has suffered just like the rest of us. And now I’m talking to myself because of this giant mess left behind me with a woman in a room…

Just me and her, she’s got a lot of guts to bribe me… Behind me, I sensed a dark presence, Sarah perhaps? I questioned myself on my findings. Ryan was standing in this room, I pictured him perfectly standing here in pain. Someone has taken on Ryan? What a dream coming reality, never mind a dream coming true. I see one way that Ryan could be taken out and this girl… Sarah could possibly help me out, she’d be perfect for a hunter looking for bounty. After-all she needs the cash, unless she has a few tricks up her sleeves too…

‘J-Joey, I haven’t ask you yet… What do you think of this place?’ Sarah asked. I looked down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with her.

‘I think it’s a joke Sarah, I think your little fantasy in this room is not going to be a dream come true…’ I replied with smug smile.

‘F-Fantasy?! Your disgusting Joey, get out of here! Go one, I’d like to see the outsiders turn you into a drug addict. Because your life is on the line…’ Sarah whispered.

Sarah’s tension and her guts obviously had something with me, she had the power to talk down to me. However, this was no reality in my opinion. It was just another lifeless lesson to be learnt once more, I looked back up to see Sarah’s eyes. And she looked upset, broken into pieces I’d say.

Although the feelings and the weaknesses of her were far easier than mine. I was a little tougher with the strength to take a few hard words and emotional events. I can take it all, so it doesn’t matter what she throws at me. I’d absorb it just like the tears in my hands. Slowly and steadily I lifted myself from the creaky bed me and Sarah had been sitting on. A sound made and a sound forgotten. The creak is what I will remember more and the quiet sound of

Sarah’s emotions spilling on the floor shall be forgotten. It’s all about being the tough one in this neighbourhood and Amy will soon see that her daddy hasn't changed a single bit since I left her in the car a few hours…

‘B-Before you go Joey… Where’s Sarah?’ A young boy asked.

‘Get out of my way kid, I don’t have time to talk to you about some whore’

I replied. ‘You’re just going to walk away like nothing happened hey Joey?!’ Sarah shouted from the bedroom window.

With Sarah’s voice literally behind me, everyone was now staring at me and giggling behind my back. Some faces looked familiar and some looked blurred. I even saw some happy and not so happy faces around me. At this point, my emotions were trying to break through the barricades. And the tension between me and all these people was gradually building up to the end of an era.

‘So you fucked her Joey? Ha-ha, you bastard!’ A tall skinny girl in tight jeans screamed.

‘I-I did no such thing…!’ I replied with my eyes watering from the frustration. 

‘Oh yeah, look up here girls! Look at what he left on my bed!’ Sarah shouted louder.

"Walk away Joey, just walk away and forget about this place…” No, because she’ll hold it against me… “Since when did you ever care what people think about you?” Since… Since I found Sarah, she has something in her that made me tick. I feel like she might be the one for me…

“That whore Joey? The one you were about to fall for up there?” Yes… It’s sad but true, and she is the one!

‘I don’t buy it Joey, so hand over the keys now!’ A drunken adult girl whispers.

‘Get your filthy hands away from me!’ I shouted. ‘H-Hand over the k-keys then Joey…’ She mumbled.

‘N-No… There’s a little girl waiting for me back in the car, and are you going to be the one to tell her that her father is thinking of leaving her for the rest of them?’ I whispered.

The drunken girl stepped aside looking at me with her cuckoo looking eyes. I tracked across some of the snowy ground left outside with a puddle of frozen vomit. It didn't look too pleasant, but at least it’s trapped a horrible stench from breaking through into an already sick looking place to be… I left Sarah behind to gloat about how she got me and how she did this with me. Obviously it weren't true, we didn't do anything… But if she wants to gloat a bunch of lies, let her do so…

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