It's Your Fucking Nightmare
What Lurks in The Dark
Venus
I groaned quietly, listening to my blaring alarm go off. I slammed my hand all over my nightstand trying to get it to turn off. When I couldn't find it with my eyes closed, I cracked one open and looked at my alarm clock. I hit snooze. Five in the morning was just to fucking early for me. But of course, I had to go work at Jake's family diner, then go straight from there after my shift ended at eight at night, to Johnny's bar. Thank god they were side by side. I quickly got out of my bed. Thankfully I had an hour to get awake and get ready. I sluggishly got out of bed.
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After I was awoken by taking a cold shower I began to blowdry my red hair. I had a bad feeling about today ever since I got up. I just hoped whatever the hell I thought was going to happen...wouldn't happen. I slipped on some pants and a bra but I didn't put a shirt on. Sure I had neighbors, but my neighbors were my best friends, and they weren't even up this early in the day. I sat down at my computer and checked my facebook, my twitter everything. When I was done with that I quickly slipped on a powder blue Jake's Diner shirt, with "VENUS" printed in big white letters across the back. I put my nametag on (just because it was required) and put on my converse. I made sure that my curly red hair was pulled into a pony tail before making my way to my front door.
I closed and locked my front door. Before walking down the street. On the first five minutes of my walk to work I slammed into a guy who was about six inches taller than me, long black hair, that was spiked in every which way, he had brown eyes and tattoo sleeves. "Sorry " I said softly. He just rolled his eyes and walked off. "Well he seems like a lovely person" I muttered under my breath. I walked across the street beside some huge giant who had long hair in the front and short hair in the back. He had a handcuff tattoo on his neck, which I found weird. Then I passed some dude texting on his phone, a cigarette hanging lazily out of his mouth, he had sleeves, short black hair and piercing green eyes. He had snake bites, and a septum peircing. Just as I walked into the diner, two people walked in behind me. One had a blonde and black mohawk, the other one had hazel eyes and short brown hair. He had gauges and a lip ring, while he had sleeves. They both sat down on my side of the diner and I groaned. What was with me and tattooed men today? I put on my apron and grabbed a tray. I put my tablet and pen in one hand and tucked the tray under the other.
I breathed out and walked over to them, a sweet and genuine smile on my face. As I got closer to the pair of tattooed men, the bad feeling I had felt all day got worse. I forced it down to the back of my mind and looked at them. I put a menu infront of each of them. "Hello. I'm Venus, I'll be your waitress for today. Is there anything I can get you to drink?" I asked them. The guy with the mohawk gave me a glance over his aviators, but Andre the Giant was the first to speak. "I'll take a cup of Coffee" he said to me. His voice was deep and raspy, it sort of scared me. I quickly scribbled down what he wanted to drink. "What can I get you to drink sir?" I asked him quietly. "I'll take a cup of coffee also. " he said in a quiet voice. I nodded. "I'll be back with your coffee, in just a moment, think about what you want to eat. " I said before quickly walking away.
The door chime thing dinged and in walked the three men that I passed on my way to work. What the fuck? why do they look so familiar? Why the hell are they giving me a bad vibe. I walked over, the two large cups of coffee on my tray. I set them down in front of Mohawk and hazel eyes. I looked at the other three men. "what can I do for you?" I asked them. The one who was sitting on the end of the table, in a chair, being that the rest were in a booth, pulled me onto his lap, he began to kiss my neck and I instantly pulled away. "Sorry but I don't give out booty calls. You can either get something to eat or drink, or get out." They all looked at me surprised by my attitude. "I'm sorry for treating you that way, but I will not be degraded down to a prostitute. So what can I get you to eat?" Hazel eyes glared at me.
"Do you know who we are?" He growled at me. "No I don't and I don't care. I'm not a hooker or anything of the likes. If you're looking for sex and aids I suggest going to Hollywood Ave. There's plenty of hookers there" I retorted. I then turned on my heel and walked away. I hated it when assholes like them came in. I heard the chairs scratch against the tile floor and then the door chime. I walked back over to their table to clean up the mess, and saw a ten, with a letter stabbed to the table by a steakknife
Nobody talks to us like that without paying for it...You better watch your back sweetheart. Cause things lurk in the night...bad things. We're coming for you.
-A7X
I shoved the note into my apron and pocketed the ten bucks. I quickly went back to work, serving multiple people as the day went on and on.
Finally my work shift at Jake ended. I closed all the blinds and quickly slipped into my Johnny's shirt before locking up and walking into the bar. I put my bar-maid apron on and got to work. I had seen the guys from earlier sitting in the bar, eyeballing me, whispering quietly. I still had their threat. I didn't bother to tend to them, I let Sheila do that. I didn't want to mess with those guys. "You look stressed" Johnny told me. "Go on home. " I gave him a hug, thanking him before walking out of the bar. I started down the road, getting an eerie, feeling that someone was following me or watching me.
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I finally made it home. I closed and locked the doors, before walking up to my room. I got a shower, grabbed a beer and quickly drank it. I ate a slice of day old pizza before going to bed. It wasn't even five minutes later before I heard a crash and I shot up, the threatening letter still by my bed. I remembered what it said we're coming for you It really couldn't be those guys from the diner could it? Even against my self conscious, my feet swung out of the bed and I slowly started to walk down the steps. Not thinking about grabbing a weapon. I was wearing a tight tank top with shorty shorts, and I wasn't wearing a bra. I looked around and saw that my sliding glass doors that led into the back yard were smashed. I walked into the kitchen. Destroyed. I went to turn around, and when I did, I screamed with fear, stumbling backwards into something. Or.....Someone.....
I groaned quietly, listening to my blaring alarm go off. I slammed my hand all over my nightstand trying to get it to turn off. When I couldn't find it with my eyes closed, I cracked one open and looked at my alarm clock. I hit snooze. Five in the morning was just to fucking early for me. But of course, I had to go work at Jake's family diner, then go straight from there after my shift ended at eight at night, to Johnny's bar. Thank god they were side by side. I quickly got out of my bed. Thankfully I had an hour to get awake and get ready. I sluggishly got out of bed.
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After I was awoken by taking a cold shower I began to blowdry my red hair. I had a bad feeling about today ever since I got up. I just hoped whatever the hell I thought was going to happen...wouldn't happen. I slipped on some pants and a bra but I didn't put a shirt on. Sure I had neighbors, but my neighbors were my best friends, and they weren't even up this early in the day. I sat down at my computer and checked my facebook, my twitter everything. When I was done with that I quickly slipped on a powder blue Jake's Diner shirt, with "VENUS" printed in big white letters across the back. I put my nametag on (just because it was required) and put on my converse. I made sure that my curly red hair was pulled into a pony tail before making my way to my front door.
I closed and locked my front door. Before walking down the street. On the first five minutes of my walk to work I slammed into a guy who was about six inches taller than me, long black hair, that was spiked in every which way, he had brown eyes and tattoo sleeves. "Sorry " I said softly. He just rolled his eyes and walked off. "Well he seems like a lovely person" I muttered under my breath. I walked across the street beside some huge giant who had long hair in the front and short hair in the back. He had a handcuff tattoo on his neck, which I found weird. Then I passed some dude texting on his phone, a cigarette hanging lazily out of his mouth, he had sleeves, short black hair and piercing green eyes. He had snake bites, and a septum peircing. Just as I walked into the diner, two people walked in behind me. One had a blonde and black mohawk, the other one had hazel eyes and short brown hair. He had gauges and a lip ring, while he had sleeves. They both sat down on my side of the diner and I groaned. What was with me and tattooed men today? I put on my apron and grabbed a tray. I put my tablet and pen in one hand and tucked the tray under the other.
I breathed out and walked over to them, a sweet and genuine smile on my face. As I got closer to the pair of tattooed men, the bad feeling I had felt all day got worse. I forced it down to the back of my mind and looked at them. I put a menu infront of each of them. "Hello. I'm Venus, I'll be your waitress for today. Is there anything I can get you to drink?" I asked them. The guy with the mohawk gave me a glance over his aviators, but Andre the Giant was the first to speak. "I'll take a cup of Coffee" he said to me. His voice was deep and raspy, it sort of scared me. I quickly scribbled down what he wanted to drink. "What can I get you to drink sir?" I asked him quietly. "I'll take a cup of coffee also. " he said in a quiet voice. I nodded. "I'll be back with your coffee, in just a moment, think about what you want to eat. " I said before quickly walking away.
The door chime thing dinged and in walked the three men that I passed on my way to work. What the fuck? why do they look so familiar? Why the hell are they giving me a bad vibe. I walked over, the two large cups of coffee on my tray. I set them down in front of Mohawk and hazel eyes. I looked at the other three men. "what can I do for you?" I asked them. The one who was sitting on the end of the table, in a chair, being that the rest were in a booth, pulled me onto his lap, he began to kiss my neck and I instantly pulled away. "Sorry but I don't give out booty calls. You can either get something to eat or drink, or get out." They all looked at me surprised by my attitude. "I'm sorry for treating you that way, but I will not be degraded down to a prostitute. So what can I get you to eat?" Hazel eyes glared at me.
"Do you know who we are?" He growled at me. "No I don't and I don't care. I'm not a hooker or anything of the likes. If you're looking for sex and aids I suggest going to Hollywood Ave. There's plenty of hookers there" I retorted. I then turned on my heel and walked away. I hated it when assholes like them came in. I heard the chairs scratch against the tile floor and then the door chime. I walked back over to their table to clean up the mess, and saw a ten, with a letter stabbed to the table by a steakknife
Nobody talks to us like that without paying for it...You better watch your back sweetheart. Cause things lurk in the night...bad things. We're coming for you.
-A7X
I shoved the note into my apron and pocketed the ten bucks. I quickly went back to work, serving multiple people as the day went on and on.
Finally my work shift at Jake ended. I closed all the blinds and quickly slipped into my Johnny's shirt before locking up and walking into the bar. I put my bar-maid apron on and got to work. I had seen the guys from earlier sitting in the bar, eyeballing me, whispering quietly. I still had their threat. I didn't bother to tend to them, I let Sheila do that. I didn't want to mess with those guys. "You look stressed" Johnny told me. "Go on home. " I gave him a hug, thanking him before walking out of the bar. I started down the road, getting an eerie, feeling that someone was following me or watching me.
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I finally made it home. I closed and locked the doors, before walking up to my room. I got a shower, grabbed a beer and quickly drank it. I ate a slice of day old pizza before going to bed. It wasn't even five minutes later before I heard a crash and I shot up, the threatening letter still by my bed. I remembered what it said we're coming for you It really couldn't be those guys from the diner could it? Even against my self conscious, my feet swung out of the bed and I slowly started to walk down the steps. Not thinking about grabbing a weapon. I was wearing a tight tank top with shorty shorts, and I wasn't wearing a bra. I looked around and saw that my sliding glass doors that led into the back yard were smashed. I walked into the kitchen. Destroyed. I went to turn around, and when I did, I screamed with fear, stumbling backwards into something. Or.....Someone.....
Yay finally!!!!!!!!
9/24/14