Tears flooded like rivers down her delicate face as she watched the old building catch alight. "Now Sally," said Oogie sinisterly taking out a short razor, "Lets play." He neared her with the blade as she failed to run away. He pressed the blade to edge of her lips and began cutting across her cheek. She yelled but Lock put his hand over to silence her. Derek repeated the process to the other side of her cheek. He then cut from her forehead down across her left eye. Her tears mixing with her blood. Derek Oogie continued to do this all across her body, laughing as he did so, "I will make you bleed! Bleed!"
Jack flinched as he heard the crackling of fire outside the door. He knew it was only a matter time till the flames entered the basement. Firefighters will be here any moment, he thought to himself. But what if he did die in there? At least he be away from the man who ruined his life. At least he saw his dearest Sally again. Simple pleasures he would never enjoy again seemed so special. He backed away from the door as smoke began to fill the small area. At that point he knew it. He knew this was the day he'll die. He slid down the back wall to the floor and closed his eyes. He thought about his 'Mother'. The woman who cared for him ever since he was a baby.
He thought about the young Sally then about the current one. How much she changed for the best. Jack hoped that she had escaped from Dereks clutches and ran away. He could visualize her clearly, running with streams of tears as she thought of poor Jack. Poor, poor Jack. The hungry fire now began to eat away the basement door. His lungs began to burn with lack of oxygen. Think of good thoughts Jack. Weren't you happy when you saw her? Flooded with enthusiasm and excitement? Jack nodded to himself. He began to think of what could have became for them. He and Sally laying in the grass on a clear sunny day, holding hands staring at the clouds. How he would have given anything to touch her skin, soft and smooth. To feel the curve of her hips upon his fingers. To kiss the rose colored lips. Oh how he regretted dying. Poor Jack. He coughed and heaved, finding it hard to continue breathing. Sally... he thought as he rolled his eyes back, lifeless to the more then alive flames.
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Sally laid on the sidewalk, her blood staining its dirty texture. She watched as Derek and the remaining teenager walked away, leaving her behind to bleed to death. In one night, her dreams and nightmares came true. She looked up when she heard two gun shots fired and saw Lock and Derek fall. Another accompanied soon after. She knew what bullet that was for. Police and ambulance sirens filled her ears. But she knew they were too late. Sally waited for the tall, thin man emerge from the horrid fire. He never came. How she wished she could have helped him. How she wished she weren't laying there right now.
She could have done better. Sally felt the loss of blood take hold of her. The pain residing in cuts. She felt hands run over her body and those hands turned her face to look at them. A doctor. Who would hurt when he figured out he couldn't save her life. Firefighters entered the burning building. She smiled. The doctor held her hand gently saying, "You'll be fine now, the pain is going away. The angels will take you to peace." He stroked her hair and she smiled at him. Jack... she thought as she closed her eyes, helpless to the coming darkness.
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It's called Before and
After, it's not over
I hope you enjoyed this heart rentching chapter.
