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Morgue Than Words

Rot For Me - Wednesday 13

I was walking through the morgue that I have worked in for the past two years with my childhood friend Brianna. She walked in through the door of the morgue dressed in her white lab coat as we both do everyday.

"Hey Rave!" Yelled Brianna "Hi Beenana." I replied in monotone, while looking for the bone saw. Brianna walked up to me. "What 'cha looking' for?" She asked in her almost nonexistent southern drawl. Bri (pronounced bree) had been born in North Carolina, while I had been born in Romania. "The bone saw. This dude is pretty mangled up. I still need to find the cause of death with him too. I am beginning to think it is puncture wounds to the lungs and heart but I can't be too sure with all the injuries. Could be anything ya' know?" "Yeah, but I didn't need all that info Raven. I just came back from lunch."

Brianna and I have known each other our whole lives despite us being born so far way from each other. I had made numerous trips every year to visit her and her family, starting when I was about three. Bri's mom and dad were best friends with my family so it came as no surprise that we hung out.

She came from a more preppy background growing up, having a closet full of pink frilly clothes until we were about thirteen. My self on the other hand came from a more 'gothic/victorian' background. I had a closet full of black corsets and medieval style jewelry my whole life. Not much has changed with my appearance, but Bri has changed her style to become more like mine over the years.

We share an apartment in Brooklyn, New York, and we live about two blocks from the morgue we both call our second home.

I laughed at Brianna and she only glared. If looks could kill I'd be on one of these tables myself!

Brianna and I have been planning on moving out to Huntingdon Beach, California for a while. It has been a dream of mine since I had been little.

I had been out to Anaheim a few times when I was about eight or nine years old. I loved it! I have been trying to talk Bri into checking out Anaheim with me and seeing a few Baseball games with me but she said no... as usual.

Brianna and her sisters all were preppier when it came to clothing, well, for the most part. Brianna has her gothic tendencies as I have said before. Allyson is about three inches taller than me and three years older than me. Allyson is Brianna's eldest sister. Brianna's youngest Sister, Chassidy, is about a foot shorter than I am and is the same weight as I am. I weigh about 130 pounds, but I am all muscle, Chassidy on the other hand is the exact opposite of muscle though. Chassidy is also about one year younger than Brianna is.

Chassidy is one of the main reasons Brianna and I moved out of Pennsylvania in the first place. Bri and I had perfectly good lives there until Allyson moved to Cincinnati with her friends, then all hell broke loose. Brianna and I packed out bags as quickly as we could to get out of our old Apartment and into an apartment in the city that literally never sleeps, it is the nightmare of all insomniacs, it is New York City.

FLASHBACK - TWO YEARS AGO - Pennsylvania:

(insert annoying ringtone here on repeat)

I groaned "Brianna! Pick up that stupid ass fucking phone of yours! It is three is the fucking morning!" I yelled at my lazy roommate. "…Fine" She huffed out. "What the fuck do you want? It is three in the morning and you are calling me why?" Brianna groaned into the phone. I couldn't hear anything other than different murmured responses.

I started dosing off again when Brianna threw her phone at my head, unintentionally…I think.

"Beeeeee" I groaned at the loud noise and iphone JUST missing my head. "What." She replied bitterly. "Be nice to me, I have never done anything too mean to you. Aside from locking you out of the apartment. But even then that turned out okay, because you, well…did IT." I replied sleepily. "Psh… I… Fuck, I did do it." "With….?" "Not saying""Beeeee, c'mon! I will beg you to tell me!" "You need to get ready for work." "Nah, it's only three o'…" I said spacing out while looking at the clock that now said six thirty. "FUCK! HOLY SHIT IS SIX FUCKING THIRTY IN THE MORNING!" "Yeah, no shit sherlock, the mall opens in like three and a half hours and you need to be there in like, an hour before the mall opens?" "Fuck, I do need to be there right about then." "Haha." "Oh shut up Bee." "Hahaha, ditto." Bri replied a smirk crossing her face. I muttered bitch under my breath as she still stood there smirking at me.

I quickly got ready for work and ran to Sam's Club to get a case of Monster so I can be up beat and happy for work.

Walking through Sam's Club in some Plaid bondage pants from Angry Young and Poor isn't the smartest thing, adding my 'fake' vampire teeth to the mix doesn't do me any justice either. I grabbed my case of Monster grabbed a bulk pack of gum and a bag of skittles and I was off.

I walked into the mall with my Hot Topic lanyard around my neck after unlocking the door to the back of the building. I looked down at my watch to check the time, I left out a sigh of relief when I saw it was only seven forty-five. I walked into the store front from the back room my case of monster in my arms, one pack of gum in my front pocket, and my bag of skittles sitting in my car.

Watching through the windows of Hot Topic I watched as Brianna walked into Clare's wearing her bright purple sweater. Every time I see her there I feel that she belongs there, yet at the same time I think she should more work in Journeys or Spencers. Our friend Natalie works at Justice, which is also just across from Hot Topic, selling overpriced neon colored clothing that instantly gives you acid flashbacks. Natalie and I had met through Bri when we were all about thirteen…well, me twelve, Natalie thirteen and Brianna just turned thirteen as it had been her birthday party we had met at.

Natalie came in to Hot Topic with Brianna in tow. I jumped over the counter just missing the computers. My boss, Alex, just shook her head at me. "Hey Secrets, whats up?!" "Not much Vendetta, not much at all. I'm just sick of the psychedelic colors that are in Justice and little girls coming in for their Twilight and Hanna Montana posters, thats all. Hey Alex, are you sure you don't need another cashier here?" "Hey, whenever you feel like quitting from Justice and working here, I'll hire you!" Alex replied. We were rather short handed today, most every one that works here is a full time student and frankly if they aren't then they are still in bed because they have the day off, or they took a sick day. Brianna, Nat and I are all students, Bri is becoming a biomedical engineer, I am going to be a pharmacist, and Natalie is going to be a psychiatrist.

After a few minuets Bri and Nat left and went back to their stores and I went back behind the counter to grab coupons to hand out to customers. A few minuets later the doors opened and everyone came flooding into the mall. A few people came into Hot Topic but not many. I handed them the coupons as they entered. "Hi, welcome to Hot Topic! Is there anything I can help you guys find?" I asked smiling. One of the guys turned around and asked if I could help him find some plugs and some labret studs. I helped him with that and he picked out about fiver different two packs of plugs and bought about three different lip rings and studs as well as two new nose rings for what I am guessing to be a septum piercing.

The guy introduced him self as Zacky so I introduced my self. He thought that Raven was a pretty interesting name. Bought numerous other things like a few pairs of pants and a couple band tee's as well as a few belts and a wallet chain. I held them behind the counter for him, and he went of to look at the music section, coming back with a black flag CD, a Suicidal Tendencies CD, a two NOFX CD's, a Bad Religion CD and one Minor Threat CD. Frankly I smiled when I saw his good taste in music, then we got into a conversation about music. He was in the store for about two hours and I helped him find everything that he wanted.

By the time 'Zacky' left the store it was time for my lunch break. Brianna, Natalie and I went to Dino's pizza in the mall for lunch, and Zacky and his friends were right in front of us in line. I couldn't help but smile when he walked over to us to say hi.

By the time lunch was over I still couldn't stop smiling. After a few more hours at work my shift was over for the day I said good bye to everybody and drove back to the apartment. When I got there, there was someone I wasn't expecting to see there. It was Brianna's little sister Chassidy. Chassidy had to run up to me and give me a hug.

Brianna walked out of the elevator shortly after Chassidy let go of me. Brianna was lucky that Natalie was right behind her because I thought that Bri was going to faint. Nat opened the apartment up and walked into her room. Brianna stayed firmly planted in her spot in the hallway. I went into the apartment next. Walking into my room in the apartment I got into my night stand and grabbed my Marlboro Reds and walked back out of the apartment.

I went down to the entrance of the building to smoke all the time with Natalie, because Bri doesn't appreciate the smell of cigarettes even though her dad smokes as well as the majority of her family. Nat sat down on the one column beside me and started sucking down one of her menthols. Nat and I didn't really need to talk out loud when we smoked, we could keep a conversation going almost subliminally.

We sat and just smoked away the worries of the day, like we do every day. Nat was the first to really say anything, "Ya' know, I am really sick of listening to the Jonas Brothers…" I just looked at her in something along the lines of shock, horror, and pride. "That is… good?" I asked more than I said "Yeah, frankly, I really hate it at Justice…. Hey Rave, what kind of music do they have in Transylvania?" "Oh, you know, funeral marches, black metal, stuff like that. Nah, I'm fucking with ya, we have the same music out there as we do here in the US, but I can't help but miss the castles out there. So much has probably changed since I was ten. I mean, we are only twenty-four and twenty-five years old, its been fifteen fucking years since I've been home. I hardly even remember much of Transylvania…" I said spacing out. I was brought out of my trance by Natalie giggling, "Ya' know when you say that it make you sound old, but you're younger than me!" "Just shut up and finish your cigarette Skala!" I said glaring at Natalie. "You must be pissed off with me, you NEVER use my last name unless you're really livid and blood thirsty." "Stop with the Vampire jokes Natalie Skala! Or I will get my revenge, and you won't like it." I growled, glaring at Natalie, and I could feel my normally Blue and Green eyes turn Red. Natalie's blue eyes looked panicked and full of fear.

I had to stop my self from hurting Natalie, then I remembered the annoying pest that is Chassidy that's upstairs in the apartment I called home. "Do you have any Idea as to why Chass is here?"I asked Natalie. "No, I don't but I could hear her phone Blaring that god awful ringtone." "Yeah, I hate that ringtone." "Me too." that was where the conversation ended.

When we got back upstairs I could hear Chassidy and Brianna fighting. "Chassidy and Brianna Bennet! Stop Fighting RIGHT NOW!!!" I growled in a 'slayerish' voice. I say slayer voice because it sounds like what the band Slayer sounds like when they scream. Instead of sounding feminine when I yell/scream I sound very manly.

The second I screamed at the two girls they stopped fighting instantly, my eyes were blood red, I could feel the intensity of my glare. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths and walked to my room. I slammed my door shut and locked it. I grabbed my bottle of Jack Daniels from under my bed as well as a bottle of plain vodka. I gulped down the large bottle of Jack first, I found that I needed some water so I left my room and chugged down five or six large glasses of water. I wasn't even drunk and I drank a whole new bottle of Jack Daniels and was ready to chug down a whole bottle of vodka.

I was pissed off and drinking was the only thing I knew of that would calm me down. Chassidy had the nerve to walk into my room and try to talk to me. She asked me 'what crawled up my ass' and that was a huge mistake on her part. I sat down my half empty bottle of Vodka and cracked my knuckles. I balled my hands into fists so hard that my knuckles were whiter than snow, and thats really saying something because I am whiter than white, I am practically an albino! I was livid. The last time Chass tried to talk to me I beat her up pretty badly. The older she gets, the more annoying she is. She is nothing like Brianna. Her shrill voice started to buzz in my ears again asking me why I am always so angry all the time. That, right there, was the straw that broke the camels back. You should never and I mean NEVER EVER in ANY circumstances and a Russian WHY they have anger issues. We are just born with a bone to pick and a short fuse. I was born in Transylvania but the rest of my family is from Russia.

I pulled my fist back and landed one good punch into Chassisdy's face. She was knocked unconscious on impact. I huffed and went back to my room and fell into a slumber. I dreamt about this Zacky guy that I met at work and couldn't get his piercingly green eyes out of my head. He didn't look much older than me and neither did his friends.

I woke up the next morning at six AM and went into Brianna's room. "Hey Bri," I said shaking Bri's shoulder a little. "Bee, wake up. We have work today! Get up!" she still didn't get up. I nibbled on one of her fingers to see if she'd wake up, but she didn't. I crawled onto the other side of her bed and started breathing heavily through my nose on her neck. Still nothing. I smirked at the crazy thought I just had.

I cleared the hair off of her neck and bit down on her neck, she yelped and held her neck where I bit her.

I must say, her blood didn't taste that bad. I smiled at her showing my slightly bloody teeth to her and she just mumbled something about me being a psychotic vampire bitch, but I didn't quite catch it. I shook my head at Bri's immaturity.

Notes

Okay, so this story was and is on Mibba. Hope you guys like it! I'll post the other two chapters soon!

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Enjoy,
Raven.

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