danielatorre
It's been a year since the massacre in Forks. Nobody wept for the girl from Arizona. For a minute I considered it but decided that my tears don't glitter. She'd only just been in it for the glitter. Damn her and damn Barney. Still her lurks...
It took the purple pygmy reptile only a week to turn the sleepy little town of Forks, Washington into a wasteland. Its first victim was a clumsy mouth-breathing teenager from Arizona. She had been roaming the woods when the dinosaur struck. Her remains were found a week later by one of the shirtless aborigines who claimed to be a close friend. The police initially suspected a bear attack until they found a trail of her hollowed out bones leading to a nest of freshly hatched eggs.
Bert and I took turns keeping watch. He hadn't slept in three days and I was barely keeping sane with two. Being sleep-deprived is like coming down from an acid trip - even though your serene, you can't quite stop tripping balls. There were times that I swore I saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes in the hazy darkness and raised my gun thinking the ravenous Barney had found us; but often it turned out to be distant stars filtering in through the mangled boughs that concealed us.
I had managed to bury two shells into Barney's tiny little leg. Violet colored blood oozed over the shrapnel-like pieces of his shattered fibula. I thought it would slow him down, but the shot only fueled his anger. I made another run for it.
Barney crew with pleasure as he finished sucking the marrow from Bert's bones. There was no end to the dinosaur's ravenous hunger. We could only cover ourselves with watermelons and hope it'd throw off our scent.
The birth pangs hurled semen through the blinding crease of reason. I know I shouldn't.
His unwavering glance made me realize that we were all going to die. Barney was back.
His steps were deliberate. The sound of his heels bounced off the walls like racquetballs.
I smudged the eyeliner across the brim of my eye. It caked into the creases so that I looked like a skanky raccoon.
The pint sized dinosaur nibbled on the cuff of my pant leg.I thought it was cute until he tore a chunk off my ankle with its razor-sharp teeth. I was only the beginning of the nightmare that was Barney.