Garden of Evil

Blood dripping from his hands, skin stuck between his fingernails, eyes blurred, huffing and puffing as he began to move toward his next victim, William woke from a daze and fell off his couch. Confused, scared and curious he ran into his bathroom to check his face; nothing but the norm. He washed his face, pissed and brushed his teeth. Walking out of his bathroom he threw his towel into his bedroom and proceeded into the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee and sort out the mental details. A shattered brain and a steady government paycheck left William traumatized virtually every morning. Never fully understand what was happening, his biggest fear was falling asleep and never waking from what he had to endure while he slept in total horror.
He took the stairs as he always did and went for his morning wog (walk/jog) around the neighborhood which was a vibrant safe city with a lot of culture and history. As he approached the market on the corner, he caught the eye of a young, beautiful brunette staring at him from a local coffee shop. He glanced over and she would not break eye contact so he decided to casually make his way over there as if that was intended destination. Getting a good look at her from head to toe, she stood about 5'1, 105lbs, dark eyes, perky breasts, long dark flowing hair and a strange yet interesting style to her. He ordered his coffee, black, tall and went to sit down near her; still she was staring. He said to himself, "fuck it," and walked right up to her at the table and sat down. "Hi, my name is William." She replied with, "Hi, my name is Marie." The conversation began. While they were in the midst of a topic 30 minutes into their conversation she got up to use the washroom and her shirt slipped a bit in the back. William noticed a tattoo on her back that was kind of odd and could not get a good look at it. When Marie came back to the table he asked her about the tattoo and she mentioned that it was a puzzle piece. William wanted to know more to the story but Marie was unwilling to share more so he moved on to another topic. As she talked about her mother and how little of a relationship they have, she slowly took off her button up shirt as she became warm and seemingly uncomfortable, as that happened, he noticed more tattoos covering her body. Some of them he could understand while others were strange looking. He saw what looked like paw prints with blood in between the nails which triggered a memory of his. He started sweating and had to get up and use the washroom as his body began to tremble. He walked quickly and kicked the door open and went right to the sink where he began to dry heave and and was shaking violently. William turned the sink on and showered himself in cold water while his body temp went up and down. He began praying, eyes closed and praying over and over, the pain began to soften and he was back to normal within minutes. He looked in the mirror and nothing, it looked like nothing happened. His face, eyes, body was completely normal, no signs of any harm. He went back outside and rejoined Marie at the table. They continued their conversation and as time flew by, he realized he needed to get home for no particular reason at all, he just felt a sudden urge to get home. As he got up to leave he asked Marie for her number and she told him, "if we meet again, then we meet again." She stood up and he noticed something on her leg, he couldn't quite make it out but he noticed what looked like to be a broken down ship on her thigh. He asked her about it and she smiled and walked away. Mildly annoyed but anxious to get home, William walked away from the cafe quickly, his heart began to beat harder and faster, he started to sweat again, so he ran home, up the stairs and burst into his apartment. Shaken once again, he went into his bathroom and jumped in the shower to cool off. For some reason, he couldn't pray, his mind wouldn't let him, he stood in the shower, hands against the wall, head down, trying to get prayers out, but all he could do was sing, sing a certain song that kept looping thru his head. He began to sing the lyrics out loud, "And his name, that sat on him, was Death." He kept saying this out loud, over and over until the pain slowed and everything just stopped. He said it the last time and he felt completely normal again. He got out of the shower and dried off, looked in the mirror and saw nothing strange about him. He walked over to his couch in his towel and sat down to call a few friends. He invited some people over as he was going through some social withdraws for obvious reasons.
830pm rolled around and he had two friends over, his buddy Fish and their friend Mary. The three of them were reminiscing about the old days over some whiskey when Fish thought it was a good idea to go to one of their old spots down the street. They got ready and walked over to Pipers a local bar that was busy every night of the week. They walked in and the bartenders ran from behind the bar to hug them and chat. The three of them got up to the bar and 3 whiskeys, neat, were waiting for them. They all hammered them down and got another round. Fish went to the jukebox to play some music while Mary and William caught up on things. Mary could tell that William wasn't the same but tried to keep things light, for the time being. In mid sentence William heard something, he heard a familiar voice, he looked around and couldn't see anyone he really knew as it had been a long time since they had been to this bar. He kept hearing the voice as Mary asked him what was wrong. He declined to answer and kept looking around, but before he could go back to talking to Mary, behind him was the voice. He turned around and right behind him sitting at the bar was Marie on her phone talking to someone. He looked at Mary and lipped to her, "this is her, this is the one i was talking about." Mary laughed and yelled, "THIS IS THE GIRL YOU MET THAT YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SAY OUT LOUD??" William turned red and was flushed as Marie turned around and winked at William and then turned back around. Mary continued to laugh and laugh and laugh until a song came on the speakers..."And I heard as it were, the noise of thunder..." William looked up, around, not making out the song at first, all he could hear was a man and a guitar. He looked over at Marie and in a very methodical , a very erotic, a very intense way, she slowly removed her coat and William saw the tattoo. He could actually really get a good look at it this time for some reason. It was as clear as day, it was a puzzle piece. He went over to her and said, "Now I see you." She smiled and said to William, "You'll never see me, but you'll always see me." Mary was at the bar alone and Fish came over and asked where William had gone, she shrugged her shoulders and eyed them. Fish walked over and disrupted the conversation with a shot for him and William. "Where's mine," said Marie. "Girl, I don't know you, how I know you want a shot," he responded with. Marie whispered under her breath, "I know you, I know all of you." "What the fuck you just say," Fish replied. "O nothing, Hi, I'm Maire." The three of them began to talk and Mary came over to join the group. After a good few hours of talking, they all left around midnight. Mary and Fish hopped in a cab, while William invited Marie over to his place. William went to the stairs and Marie said she wanted to take the elevator. William said, "I never take that thing." Marie said, "Well I am." He walked in the elevator with her and went up to his floor, walked out and into his apartment. Marie went into the washroom to freshen up and William made a few drinks for them. She came out of the washroom in only her bra and panties and walked over to him. She took her drink out of his hand, stuck her finger in the drink, slowly wiped it on his lips and walked into his bedroom. Quite shocked and stunned, he froze for a second and then walked into the bedroom. They began to kiss passionately, then faster and heavier, he became light headed and took another sip off his drink. William started to undress and Marie played some music on her phone which was hooked up to his speakers, "........ And behold a white horse." William grabbed Marie by the hips, threw her onto his bed and began to have sex. Tearing her top off, then her panties, he thrust into her as she lay on the edge of the bed. Gripping her thighs he pushed harder and harder, then slowly moved his hands onto hers as he laid on top of her, clutching their hands together, he kissed her face, her ears, then went to her lips and she sang to him, "It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come." Slowly over and over she said this and each time William pushed harder and harder, he picked her up and put her against the wall as she slowly kept singing those words. Trying to kiss her every time she sang, he couldn't, she just kept singing to him. Kissing her neck and rolling back onto the bed, she laid on top of him. Marie slowly brushed her long hair over his body as she rode him slowly, he began to become euphoric, everything became numb, nothing could hurt him right now, he was unstoppable. She grasped his hands, pushed down and drove herself into him and as he was about to pass out, he shifted his thighs up and let out a horrific yet beautiful scream for almost 30 seconds. He then fell completely lifeless in his own bed, not being able to move, barely breathing, Marie smiled, got off of him, got dressed and left his apartment.
William woke up in his bed, completely soaked and went into his bathroom to shower. He felt completely at ease, no nightmares, no blood, nothing of the sort. He got out, got dressed and went outside for his wog, but this time, he jogged the entire time. His body felt completely different, it felt stronger, it felt alive. He went to his gym and pushed weight for two hours. William didn't feel a shred of tiredness, he just kept going and going with everything he touched. He left the gym and kept jogging everywhere he could. He ran past the diner and saw Marie and slowed down as he saw her with another guy, holding his hand as he sat next to her, he looked closer and the guy next to her had a tattoo on his back, the same tattoo she had on her back, in the same spot, same design, everything. His heart sank, he stopped dead in his tracks and walked into the cafe but didn't go on the patio. He sat at a small table inside with a coffee and watched the two. Kissing, laughing and holding hands it hurt him, but he had to watch, he had to see everything for himself without blinking. Two hours went by and he finally left. He walked home, up the stairs and into his apartment. He called Mary and told her. She started crying on the phone and told him to let it go, to let her go and to move on. William kept saying he couldn't, there was something he couldn't let go of and Mary asked him, "Do you even know her? Who IS she? You know nothing about her and she knows everything about you. She's worthless, cut your ties now." William thanked her and hungup with her. He went out on his deck and looked out onto the city contemplating everything. He felt like he was living a lifeless life and she brought him something to look forward too until this. He leaned over his balcony and saw her walking to his apartment. He went inside and his buzzer rang. "Who is this?" "It's me silly, let me up." He buzzed her in and she came up a few minutes later. He heard a light tap at the door and he opened it up. She was standing there alone and said to him, "aren't you going to invite me in?" He looked at her and nodded her in. She laughed and said, "use your words," so he said, "come on in." She walked in and asked him what was wrong as it was obvious he was sulking. William told her he was tired and wasn't feeling well. Marie said she could make him feel better if he let her. So he did. She opened her jacket and she was topless, took off her shorts and was instantly naked in his kitchen. William perked up a bit and she said to him, "what color is your carpet?" He smiled and she walked him into his bedroom.
William woke up in the morning and felt unstoppable again but she was gone. He skipped the shower and went straight for the jog and the gym. While he was at the gym, he saw Marie walk in with a guy, someone different and he stopped his workout and went upstairs to the running machine to get a birds eye view and to be out of sight. He saw Marie walk in with some guy, holding his hand, playing grab ass, goofing off in the gym. Again he became sick, he became nauseous, he stopped what he was doing and went into the bathroom where he saw the guy changing. He looked closer and he saw the same tattoo, the puzzle piece, on the same part of the back in the same color and all. William ran into a stall and dry heaved over and over and over. He couldn't see straight, eyes blurred, face numb, he fell to the ground and passed out. He woke up 20 minutes later and nothing, nothing seemed to have happened to him. He quickly left the gym and walked home. Passing by the cafe he looked over in pure hate and again, he saw Marie outside drinking coffee with the guy from the gym. He went to his apartment and stopped, turned around and went into the bar where he sat down and drank water thinking about everything. There were less than 10 people in the bar and the song came on, he didn't realize what song it was until he heard, " The wise men will bow down before the throne..." He looked around and didn't recognize anyone so he just sat there and listened to the song, he looked it up the lyrics on his phone and shook his head. His eyes began to water and he began to cry. He felt more alone than he'd ever felt in his life. He couldn't bring himself to move from the bar stool, so he just put his head down and continued to weep. The bartender asked if he was OK and he slowly put his hand in the air and presented him with a thumbs up, then put his arm back under his head. While he lay there he heard that voice again. His body began to shake and he became nervous, he looked over and she walked in with another guy. He wiped the tears from his eyes and as he looked over at her, he saw for a split second that her nails were long with bloody tips at the end, He blinked his eyes and looked again and he saw nothing like that the second time. William stood up and walked out of the bar without her noticing him.
Fish and Mary came over again that night to make sure he was OK. William opened up and told them everything that was happening and they both had the same exact opinions. Stay away from her, keep away, don't interact with her, she is nothing but trouble and trash. But for some reason he couldn't, he couldn't stop thinking about her. The three of them ended up at Pipers that night and were having their usual whiskey drinks at the bar. William went over to the jukebox to play some songs and he heard the voice again. He didn't flinch this time, he just stood at the jukebox. But he lent and ear to the voice and heard her singing to to a guy, Marie again. He looked over his shoulder very slowly and it was another guy, a different guy. William didn't panic, he continued to play music. William kept looking for a certain song, not the same one, but one that he needed to hear to make things right at that point in time. The jukebox didn't have it so he walked up to the bartender, slipped her a $20 and she plugged his phone into the speaker system. The other bartender stopped dead in his tracks, looked over at William, Fish and Mary, smiled and cranked up the music, the bass hit and all anyone could hear was what sounded like an old elevator door opening and closing, then the music hits..."Something has to change," powers over the speakers and William goes behind the bar, opens up a drawer, pulls off his shirt, exposing a bloody white daygo tee, grabs a machete and walks over to Marie. He looks the guy in his eyes and demands he take his shirt off, the guy does and he sees the tattoo again, the puzzle piece. Williams eyes light up, he brings the machete over his head with both hands and he slices the guys head off. People start screaming. William looks over at Fish and Mary and they both go behind the bar, grab machetes and go after anyone with the tattoo. A huge guy runs out of the bathroom screaming and jumps on the back of William. Fish grabs him and pulls him off, rips his shirt off and doesn't see a tattoo so he bear hugs him and throws him outside. William is standing in front of the door looking at Marie as she is glaring at him, smiling, laughing at him, "You can't hurt me." He flexes up like the Wolverine, points at her and sings along with the music and screams, "I don't want it, I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know I'm alive," and he walks towards her. She gets up and her fingers grow into claws, her face begins to mutate into pure ugly, she whips her hair back and she darts at him, he dodges her, kicked a chair at her, she grabs it and snaps it in two. She grabs the two broken pieces and jumps at William, he blocks one but the other piece cuts his arm and he drops his machete. His body puffs up, veins full of adrenaline, he takes the broken that cut him, cuts his other arm and attacks Marie. Shes clawing at him, cutting him up as hes trying to fight back but nothing is working, shes raging like this evil warrior from another planet. Mary and Fish are keeping the door shut while people try to get in and save Marie. Everyone is gone but them at this point and William gets away from her for a second, while shes licking her bloody fingers, he looks at his phone and the next song is about to play. He smiles and puts his head down a bit and yells at Marie, "Now is the time that you go back to hell where you came from you kunty fawkn BITCH." "Eye on the TV, cause tragedy thrills me," thrives over the speakers and they begin fighting again. William blocking as many of her strikes and claws, he elbows her in the face and he falls back, just enough time to get to his machete, he tumble rolls, grabs his machete and bellows out, "Part vampire Part warrior Carnivore and voyeur," and swings his machete at her, he catches her barely but right on the spot and she looks at him with watery eyes, she begins to cry blood. "What tha fawk are you," he asks and she looks at him and says, "You know what I am." He raises his machete as the music blares out, "We all feed on tragedy It's like blood to a vampire.... Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies.. Much better you than ," and William takes one fast hard swing downward and cuts her head right off. He looks at her blood filled eyes and throws his machete to the ground. He walks over to the bar, grabs his phone, skips the next song and over the speakers all you hear is,"My shadow." He grabs a bottle of Jameson, lines up three rocks glasses, pours some for Fish and Mary and says, "Fawkn skanks."