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Date Posted: 23:24:27 10/16/00 Mon
Author: Stacey Lynn Jordan
Subject: The Reckoning… Part II (Skylar Thomas…)






9:15 PM… 13 October, 2000
Home…



Stacey stood before the hospital… the very same hospital that was the sight of her greatest adolescent humiliation. As she stood there… remembering what she had endured with Ricky Mayberry. All the anger… all the embarrassment. All these things Stacey had carried with her since that very day. Stacey steeled herself as she took a step in that direction… and suddenly she gasped for air as if the wind had been knocked out of her. Stacey grabbed a nearby sign to steady herself. It has happened again… just like the moment she had stepped into the house… something else was now taken from her. Something she would have to fight for to get back… the question was would she want it back at all? Stacey stood up and straight and narrowed her eyes as she sought for the things that were missing from her now… she knew in the instant. Instead of feeling angry, scared, or embarrassed… she felt nothing. How long had it been since she’d been free of those three demons? Truly free? Stacey looked up as the light shown from behind the hospital. It was a bright and inviting. Stacey tossed back her hair and walked towards the light… towards her destiny...

With each and every step she took, the light seemed to grow brighter. Soon the entire building was illuminated… and then the block… and brighter still until the sun beamed down on her. Stacey stopped… it had been a sunny day when she had went with Ricky behind the hospital… this was no exception. Stacey looked around the wooded area and everywhere she looked she could see the prying eyes of Ricky’s teammates… watching him… watching her. Stacey narrowed her eyes… in this frame of mind, she wouldn’t hesitate to rip each and everyone of them apart… but what would be the consequences of that? Better to wait and see what waited for her behind the corner. Stacey raked the hair back from her eyes as she stepped around the corner and saw an exacting image of what had happened to her all those many years ago. She was a young girl again… and there she was in that darkened corner being groped by Ricky Mayberry. Everything was the same, with one minor detail… the young girl seemed keenly aware of Stacey’s presence there. Stacey raised her eyebrow and put her hands on her hips…

Stacey: So! What do I have to do to satisfy you? Eat a goddamn lollypop?

The young girl continued to struggle against Ricky’s advances, but her gaze was locked on Stacey… her attention perfectly divided between the two tasks. The girl shook her head…

Young Girl: Just stop him… that’s all. All you have to do is stop him… like you did before.

Stacey smirked…

Stacey: And what if I do nothing… won’t you stop him anyway? You did it before… what’s changed now?

The girl shoved Ricky’s hand away as it grabbed at her breasts. Just as quickly it shot back up and resumed its former point of exploration. She continued to talk as if she were not engaged in the struggle at all…

Young Girl: It doesn’t work that way… I think you already know that it doesn’t work like that here… in this place. You have to stop him… you have to do that to regain what you’ve lost… what we’ve lost!

Stacey sighed as she walked around the corner and propped herself against the wall next to the squirming couple. She picked at her fingernails absently as she spoke to herself…

Stacey: I don’t know… I kinda like what I am… what you’ll become. In the end… I think it’s all really for the best. I mean come on! What did you really do afterwards? In your entire time after “The Mayberry Mauling” you made one friend… Keisha West. Sure… she was a good friend… but in the end I think I would give up every friend I’ve ever had and ever will have to not relive the feeling of being ostracized after not going along with the program. It’s really for the best… who knows? You might even learn to like the guy! Why not give him a chance!

Stacey laughed, but was cold and foreboding. The young girl’s face took on sarcastic gleam…

Young Girl: Sorta like you and Skylar?

Stacey turned to her, clearly shaken by the question…

Stacey: What the hell are you talking about? I hate his f*cking guts! There’s nothing between us and after Insurrection… there will be even less!

The girl shoved Ricky and this time he had to regroup before he could charge back in, this time whispering sweet nothings in her ear. The girl continued to stare at Stacey intently…

Young Girl: Come on now… this is me you’re talking to! Hell… to be more exact… it’s you! I know that a part of you is curious about Skylar… he’s handsome… he’s mysterious… he’s dangerous…

Stacey: He’s about three day’s time from dying a horrible screaming death in Tokyo, Japan! That’s what he is!

Despite her predicament, the girl laughed…

Young Girl: Maybe you wanted him dead after what happened to Desiree Howard… but why did you continue to force the issue after it was all said and done? Making excuses to be near him… supposedly to attack him? You broke his sister’s fingers to get a rise out of him? That’s a cry for attention… and I know who’s attention it was!

Stacey reached over and grabbed the girl by her face and held it firmly. For the first time since Stacey had walked behind the building, the girl’s face fit the mood of the situation as fear was deeply etched there…

Stacey: DON’T GIVE ME THAT PSYCHO BABBLE BULLSH*T! Skylar Thomas is the scum of the earth! The man has dealt drugs! The man had attacked women! The man has killed people! You think I find that attractive? You think that I want to be apart of that!

Stacey leaned in close to the younger version of herself, her eyes still flaring in anger…

Stacey: Just to prove the f*cking point… this Wednsday… I’m going to do things to Skylar Thomas that would sicken a goddamn butcher! So if you want to analyze something… analyze what I do to Thomas and then I want you to think about this… if I’m in love with Skylar Thomas and I’m willing to beat him to within an inch of his life… imagine what I’ll do to anyone else in the GWA…

Stacey looked at the younger and much more frightened version of herself with disgust…

Stacey: And that includes you! Enjoy…

Tears streamed down the face of the young girl as Stacey turned her back on her and walked away. Stacey pulled her coat up around her neck as she walked into the rapidly descending night. The light behind the hospital continued to dim until the streets were once again pitch black. The hours passed as she walked back towards her car. Her mind was abuzz with the events of the few hours… or had it been days? She couldn’t remember. All that she knew is that things had been changed… she had been changed, and though these strange events had most likely been all in her head… they had all felt real enough to her. Stacey stopped as she suddenly felt more tired than she could ever remember feeling. She stumbled and fell…


*** *** ***



Stacey sat up straight as the sound of a car horn blaring behind her car awoke her with a start. Stacey looked around… as she tried to figure out where she was, with no success. The horn sounded again and she furled her brow as she looked in the rear view mirror at the large white delivery van behind her. Stacey hopped out of her car and walked around to the driver’s side of the van as a middle aged man sat there staring at her…

Driver: Hey… sweet tits! You wanna move that hunk of sh*t?

Stacey smiled at him…

Stacey: One quick question first… where in the hell am I?

The man stared at her for a second, then shook his head with a laugh…

Driver: You serious or is this some sorta pick up line?

Stacey shook her head…

Driver: You’re about 35 miles outside Palm Springs honey. Anything else I can do for yah?

Stacey reached into the car and punched the man in the face, knocking him cold…

Stacey: Yeah… stay off your goddamn horn.

Stacey walked back to her car with a slight smile as she realized that Insurrection was right around the corner. The scene faded…






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