Monday, September 12, 2011

Ordeal by Cheque

Ordeal by Cheque

Everyday the sun rises and sets, the birds sing, the rooster does that annoying thing they do. Today, however, there is a change. Lawrence Exeter hears the worst news he can bare. His girlfriend is pregnant. Now some would say that this is unexpected considering the precautions he has been taking, but it doesn’t always work. “How can I be pregnant?” He tells himself on his way to the doctor’s office. When he arrives, he looks around to see the ailments of others. Three young men have Elephantiasis. Another woman has “jumping Frenchman disorder”. When Lawrence opens the door and a bell rings, she jumps up flailing her arms wildly, hitting him in the stomach. The hit knocked the wind out of him but did no harm to the embryo. The doctor confirmed the pregnancy.

Nine months later, before Lawrence Exeter Jr. was born. Lawrence goes on a shopping spree for baby clothes, cribs, and stocks of food. When Jr. was born, seemed to be really healthy, apart from the fact he has Pica. At age 3, whenever he is outside he runs straight for the flowerpots, scooping the dirt into his mouth. He would drink glue eat dirt and sand. All these habits caused him to get very ill. By age 4, he had contracted Bubonic Plague from eating rat poop.

Jr. spent a good number of years in the hospital, somehow still alive, so Sr. bought him a nice little play pen complete with a slide, swing, and seesaw. This came with all that but no dirt, which Jr. is in withdrawal from. Jr. was required to stay in the hospital until 6 years old. When he got out, he did a face plant in the dirt. “You stupid child!” yelled Sr. outraged. Jr. received a few bruises after he was punished.

A month after Jr. was out of the hospital and cured of the Black Plague, he started kindergarten. Sr. warned the teacher about his Pica disorder, but Jr. was caught chugging glue. Doctors had to surgically clear his esophagus. When he returned, he was put on a leash and dragged around by the teacher. The bad behavior hasn’t stopped there.

When Jr. got out of control, Sr. sent him to a boarding school. Palisades School for Boys. When in there he started his own version of the Mexican gang La Eme. Upon forming this new gang, Jr. started to run drugs through the school, kill kids at will, and ran a speakeasy in his apartment. He was the school’s most popular and also feared student. With this behavior came a consequence. Jr. was put into a military academy instead.

Two weeks later, Sr. decides that it’s time for a new car. He settles for a Cadillac. Even with Jr. in the academy, the La Eme is still going strong. They still sell drugs through the school and now the whole city. They have racked up one million murders, all untraceable, and the government needs to send people to repopulate the city countless times. To get revenge on Sr. for putting Jr. away, La Eme decides to put on a show. As Sr. wakes up on a Monday morning, he is greeted by the sight of his car blowing up. Thankful he was not in the car at the time, Sr. gets an epiphany and decides to get a homeless man through college. So Sr. donates a library to Stanford University and gets the man in.

Sr. decides because of all the ruckus of family and everything, so he goes to France for a month. While in France he does a job for Italian Mafia, which turns into stealing hundreds of thousands of dollars. When he gets back to the States, Sr. learns of Jr.’s engagement. While in the academy, he fell in love with a young lady by the name of Shanaynay. She was a charming girl, which could always put a ghastly face on Sr. using her fluent Ebonics. They were sent away to Hawaii for their honeymoon, only Shanaynay’s second time out of the Bronx. They had a blast, Shanaynay learned how to surf, dive, and went on long beach walks together. It was a marvelous time. When they got back, however, they needed some money to live on. Sr. reluctantly writes them a check of two hundred thousand dollars.

When Jr. cashes the check, Shanaynay wants as many pretty dresses as she can find. So they go on a shopping spree consisting of dress shopping, lingerie shopping and Jr. decides to get some golfing gear. He also buys enough shoes to fill a room. Now, Sr. has always been good to Jr., wanting what’s best for him and everything. In his ignorance, Jr. hires a hit man, Tony Spagoni, to kill his father for all the bad things he had done to him. When Tony contacts Jr. saying his father is now dead, Jr. takes his celebration out on a woman not his wife. In the middle of it all, Shanaynay catches Jr. in the act, announcing her will for a divorce. When the divorce is final, Shanaynay continues to haunt Jr. by breaking windows, toilet papering his yard. Finally, Jr. goes to a law firm and files for a restraining order.

Even after the restraining order, he still has problems with her. Jr. decides enough is enough and summons Tony Spagoni to end her. When Tony sends word of his success, he is paid his full amount. Life starts going smoothly for Jr., still working as the leader of La Eme; he brings in a profit of five million dollars a month due to his expansion of drugs, alcohol, and now arms dealing to numerous warring countries. This all turns to worse when he is confronted by Sr. as a vampire.

Sr. tells his story, about being shot by Tony and crawling away. Just before he died a crusty vampire by the name of Edward shows up and injects him with the poison. It was a grueling process, very painful, but when it finished he never felt more alive. He tells Jr. about all his advantages now like super strength, speed and agility. He then steps into the sunlight, Jr. expecting him to burn, but only sparkles like millions of diamonds. At this moment, Sr. leaps at Jr. biting into his veins sucking all his blood out.

Discovered by Tony, he is sent to the coroner’s office to find out why he died. All they find out is the bite marks and no blood. They proceeded to put him in a fire and burning him, sending his remains to his lieutenants in La Eme. That coroner’s name is Stephanie Meyer, intrigued, she starts searching for said creatures wanting to learn about them. What she doesn’t know, is she is doomed to become one of them.

The End

1 comment:

  1. I believe you exercised your First Amendment rights here, Joel. You certainly have a unique writing style, and a wild imagination. It's amazing how you managed to adhere to the original checks amidst your outlandish scenarios. In the future, I would like to see your serious side, please. Keep up the hard work.
    -Ms. Balas

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