the_face_of_jason
03-09-2009, 07:19 PM
CHAPTER 2
Charlie lay there on his bathroom floor, still curled up into a ball, as the light from the rising sun crept into his home and onto the body of Charlie, his eyes opened just enough to see the room he was in and to see the sun light scattered across the room. Charlie began to stand up, holding his head and a bit dazed, almost drunk like in his attempt to move from A to B. He stopped at the mirror as he did the night before, and stared at himself with a look of self pitty and shame. He turned the tap on his sink to the right and placed his hands under the gushing water before bringing them to his face and splashing the ice cold water over his slim face.
There was 2 loud knocks on the door, Charlie turned abruptly with a confused look on his face , before another loud knock, Charlie sighed and proceeded to leave his bathroom and stroll still dazed and a bit wobbly towards the door, opening it just slightly….’ hello?’ he asked
‘Yes hello Mr. Henson, My name is Donald Acor , I rang Monday about the property , I am from Saunders real estate’ said Donald ,
A small and round man at best, with hair that seemed to be afraid of the top of his head, as it just seemed to grow around the edges, he was wearing a grey pin-striped suit, with shoes so polished Charlie could make out his own reflection ever so slightly..
‘ oh of course Mr. Acor…ahh come on in’ Charlie quickly replied
‘thank you’ Donald added.
Donald walked inside, and Charlie closed the door behind him, Donald continued to look around as if he was inspecting the place, wiping his fingers on the table and sniffing as if to smell every molecule in the room.
‘ now I have already spoke to you’re landlord and we have agreed a price for you to sell, but no buyers thus far, but no worries, there will be son’ Donald said as he read through some papers on a small clipboard.
Charlie was selling his one bedroom apartement that he had only been living in for 3 months, the city was getting too much for him ,as he had lived there all his life, he and his late wife had always dreamed about moving to the country, and now Charlie was going to do so in honour of his wife.
‘ 30,000 is the figure, I can give you the cheque now if you please’ said Donald, before Carlie turned abruptly, with a shocked look on his face
‘30,000?? Are you mad, me and my wife bought this place for double that’ shouted Charlie
‘ yes Mr. Henson I know, but this is a rent only property, this place should have never been sold outright, and I have brought that up with the landlord, he should have never sold it…rent only’ quickly replied Donald
Charlie looked disgusted with his eyes gazed on the floor, as if trying to stare a whole into it. His faced slightly twitched and his fingers began to shake, he walked towards the arm-chair situated just infromt of the still not opened curtain of a window on the far side of the room, Charlie then sat on the arm chair, barely visible from the eyes of Donald due to the un-opened curtain
‘ Mr. Henson, this is the best possible offer we can give you, I would advise you to take it’ Donald said as if he was trying to bargain with Charlie……
Quitness took over the small aprtment and for a split second you could hear police sirens from blocks away ….
‘Mr. Henson?’ cried Donald
Charlie stood up from his chair, still barely visible, only the outline of his frame could be seen, except for his eyes, which the sunlight managed to grab, his eyes were lifeless and with a sharp twinkle in his left eye.
‘ are you ok Mr.Henson? Asked Donald
‘ come on don’t be a fool, take the money’ he then added
Charlie began to slowly walk towards Donald, not taking his eyes off of Donalds
Donald swallowed a huge lump in his throat..
‘Mr.Henson?’ he again asked
Donald began to take a few steps back, as Charlie took a few steps towards him, with only inches between them, Charlie took the pen from the top of Donald’s clipboard, stared at its tip, and then grabbed the clipboard from the clutches of Donalds hands, and began to sign the lease
‘Good man, you are doing the right thing’ said Donald, before taking back the clipboard and smiling , knowing that his boss that he had sucked upto for the majority of his career would be extremely happy.
Donald flicked through the pages of the lease, getting to the last page, where Charlie had signed….
He looked bemused…
‘ Mr. Henson, it appears you have made some kind of mistake, unless of course Craig Levine is an Alias‘? he joked but also curious to the answer
Charlie looked at him with a big grin, then put his arm around Donalds neck..
‘ you know what dear pal, fuck you’ Charlie shouted, before letting out a huge roar of laughter into he face of Donald.
Charlie gripped his hand around the pen he had taken from Donald, smiled at Donald, sighed, and as he did so, he lashed out and forced the pen in to the right eye of Donald
Donald screamed in agony and fell to the floor, Charlie then grabbed a large cooking knife from his kitched worktop and proceded to pierce the flesh of Donald several times, almost laughing at the sight of blood quirting from every vein and artery in Donalds body.
He dropped the knife and stared at Donald, as if he was the dominant male in a pack of lions, he looked around and began to walk out the front door
‘ mmmm fun times’ he creepily said as he closed the door behind him and walked down the large hallway.
Charlie lay there on his bathroom floor, still curled up into a ball, as the light from the rising sun crept into his home and onto the body of Charlie, his eyes opened just enough to see the room he was in and to see the sun light scattered across the room. Charlie began to stand up, holding his head and a bit dazed, almost drunk like in his attempt to move from A to B. He stopped at the mirror as he did the night before, and stared at himself with a look of self pitty and shame. He turned the tap on his sink to the right and placed his hands under the gushing water before bringing them to his face and splashing the ice cold water over his slim face.
There was 2 loud knocks on the door, Charlie turned abruptly with a confused look on his face , before another loud knock, Charlie sighed and proceeded to leave his bathroom and stroll still dazed and a bit wobbly towards the door, opening it just slightly….’ hello?’ he asked
‘Yes hello Mr. Henson, My name is Donald Acor , I rang Monday about the property , I am from Saunders real estate’ said Donald ,
A small and round man at best, with hair that seemed to be afraid of the top of his head, as it just seemed to grow around the edges, he was wearing a grey pin-striped suit, with shoes so polished Charlie could make out his own reflection ever so slightly..
‘ oh of course Mr. Acor…ahh come on in’ Charlie quickly replied
‘thank you’ Donald added.
Donald walked inside, and Charlie closed the door behind him, Donald continued to look around as if he was inspecting the place, wiping his fingers on the table and sniffing as if to smell every molecule in the room.
‘ now I have already spoke to you’re landlord and we have agreed a price for you to sell, but no buyers thus far, but no worries, there will be son’ Donald said as he read through some papers on a small clipboard.
Charlie was selling his one bedroom apartement that he had only been living in for 3 months, the city was getting too much for him ,as he had lived there all his life, he and his late wife had always dreamed about moving to the country, and now Charlie was going to do so in honour of his wife.
‘ 30,000 is the figure, I can give you the cheque now if you please’ said Donald, before Carlie turned abruptly, with a shocked look on his face
‘30,000?? Are you mad, me and my wife bought this place for double that’ shouted Charlie
‘ yes Mr. Henson I know, but this is a rent only property, this place should have never been sold outright, and I have brought that up with the landlord, he should have never sold it…rent only’ quickly replied Donald
Charlie looked disgusted with his eyes gazed on the floor, as if trying to stare a whole into it. His faced slightly twitched and his fingers began to shake, he walked towards the arm-chair situated just infromt of the still not opened curtain of a window on the far side of the room, Charlie then sat on the arm chair, barely visible from the eyes of Donald due to the un-opened curtain
‘ Mr. Henson, this is the best possible offer we can give you, I would advise you to take it’ Donald said as if he was trying to bargain with Charlie……
Quitness took over the small aprtment and for a split second you could hear police sirens from blocks away ….
‘Mr. Henson?’ cried Donald
Charlie stood up from his chair, still barely visible, only the outline of his frame could be seen, except for his eyes, which the sunlight managed to grab, his eyes were lifeless and with a sharp twinkle in his left eye.
‘ are you ok Mr.Henson? Asked Donald
‘ come on don’t be a fool, take the money’ he then added
Charlie began to slowly walk towards Donald, not taking his eyes off of Donalds
Donald swallowed a huge lump in his throat..
‘Mr.Henson?’ he again asked
Donald began to take a few steps back, as Charlie took a few steps towards him, with only inches between them, Charlie took the pen from the top of Donald’s clipboard, stared at its tip, and then grabbed the clipboard from the clutches of Donalds hands, and began to sign the lease
‘Good man, you are doing the right thing’ said Donald, before taking back the clipboard and smiling , knowing that his boss that he had sucked upto for the majority of his career would be extremely happy.
Donald flicked through the pages of the lease, getting to the last page, where Charlie had signed….
He looked bemused…
‘ Mr. Henson, it appears you have made some kind of mistake, unless of course Craig Levine is an Alias‘? he joked but also curious to the answer
Charlie looked at him with a big grin, then put his arm around Donalds neck..
‘ you know what dear pal, fuck you’ Charlie shouted, before letting out a huge roar of laughter into he face of Donald.
Charlie gripped his hand around the pen he had taken from Donald, smiled at Donald, sighed, and as he did so, he lashed out and forced the pen in to the right eye of Donald
Donald screamed in agony and fell to the floor, Charlie then grabbed a large cooking knife from his kitched worktop and proceded to pierce the flesh of Donald several times, almost laughing at the sight of blood quirting from every vein and artery in Donalds body.
He dropped the knife and stared at Donald, as if he was the dominant male in a pack of lions, he looked around and began to walk out the front door
‘ mmmm fun times’ he creepily said as he closed the door behind him and walked down the large hallway.