Chasticity pawned

 

 

Slamming the door shut and slanting against the painted wooden bark

She heaved the greatest sigh of her life.

Bad day had just become worse.

The faulty Image, her running naked in the classroom corridor

Tryna jerk the poisonous spider of her lean back,

Was a sick joke to crack, even by the most demeaning bully like Zack.

Worse was she prayed to Jesus like a good little girl every morning and every night

But somehow her mother's preachings were not shining quite right

By a shinning armoured prince with wings

she hoped to be saved today.

But unlike in her favourite bible.

There were no princes, no wings, no bling of magical starlight no nothing.

Worse became expresso horrid , when she finally broke her christian vow

and cursed the man she had been brought up to love and cherish in all her fantasies.

But this was not the day she lost her faith. She still harbored innocent blinding faith.

 

Dropping her school-maid shoes at the front door

She made her way upstairs to her gothic bedroom

hands clasped tightly over her swolen ears

Blocking out her mother's rather tiring speeches

"Young women shouldn't be so callous , jesus-"

If she heard the name Jesus another time, She'd fuck herself dry

"-JESUS! doesn't care about fucking callous women, mother.He doesn't care about anything."

Satisfied at the big shocker on her mother's dignified aging face

Julie stormed up to her safe haven to shave her growing womanly mane.

 

Earlier that day , She picked up a call.

They apologized for the loss of a good soldier, a father and a husband.

This was the day she started to despise her savior, grandiose.

This was just the begging of her overturning without her realizing.

Strands of lustrous blonde hair were snipped and trashed simultaneously as,

flashbacks of being the victim day in and dayout, caused salty tears to flow.

Crumbling down on the ground,

She sobbed for over an hour until the last bouts of savage, childish need for revenge left her strained.

The sight of a good person loosing their faith on humanity and GOD

A very very rewarding sight for someone faar underneath the floors and hot.

 

 

She had to make changes you see?

life couldnt go on the way like before, oh no, never.

Bootcamp for trainee soldiers kids she joins.

with a tuft of short blonde mop and a frail figure what did she expect?

except to be thrown out.

Now a bootcam reject and highschool dropper, where could she run for help?

"Mother I"m home" she said softly ncaringly.

The child in her died long time ago, now the eyes showed only lines of unsaid disdain.

"Mother I"ll be back by super."

Pulled out her leather overcoat and ranout into the snow.

To play with snow angels she had no interest.

 

Julie let her self adrift in the golden evening

"Care for a christmast gift?"

The old woman dangled an elegant locket

Her rinkled bony fingers were suspiciously witchy.

But Julie had forsaken to believe in anything supernatural or similar.

Thus the twin factor of her broken belief and the chance to spit on his brith

She pawned her chasticity ring for the invertedcross locket.

The begining of a sinister smirk was seen on a verry handsome face,

As he watched her walk away blissfully unaware.