MONA
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The brilliant red sports car sped down the lonely highway. It's bright headlights piercing through the darkness. The driver was slightly inebriated, but alarmingly drunk on rage. He had walked in on his girlfriend in bed with another man. His anger boiled inside him. The humiliation impairing his thoughts, not unlike drunkenness. He floored it sending the engine into a beast like roar. He took a hard right onto an unmarked road. Beer bottles clanging together as they rolled all over the passenger side floor.
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He hoped it was still there, he hoped she was still there. Dean glanced through the passenger side window and saw the small dilapidated building with the bright neon signs. He pulled in and stopped his car. He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he garnered up the balls to get out of his car. Finally he stepped out and headed inside.
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The aged wooden steps creaked under his weight as he approached the entrance. He pushed the stubborn wooden door open. Inside curious patrons looked up momentarily from their hard drinks. But most paid Dean no mind as they were lost in their own woes and sorrows. A haze of cigarette smoke hung in the air, almost like a fog. Dean then made his way towards the back room, that is where she would be. Someone called after him but Dean simply ignored him and quickened his pace, incidentally kicking crushed beer cans and crumpled packs of cigarettes that lay in his path. There at the end of the long hallway was her door.
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Dean reached her door and he threw it open, and there she sat going about her business. A beautiful woman whose demeanor and mannerisms suggested a much older woman. He stood in front of her stunned. She looked up casually as a large hand clamped down on Dean's shoulder. But Dean simply brushed it off. “It's OK.” Said the woman. “You can let him in.”
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But the man then grabbed Dean by the elbow, which sent a wave of anger rushing through him. “You heard her.” Said Dean the agitation in his voice readily apparent. Dean then painfully slammed the older heavy set man to the dusty floor. “Hey boys, I said it is OK. I know why the young man is here. Jack you can leave.” Shouted Mona as she stood up from behind her desk. Jack slowly got to his feet and left them alone.
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With her bodyguard gone she motioned for Dean to have a seat. Her office was neat and well arranged. It was densely packed with countless books on the occult, many in foreign languages. “Mona, I am Mona.” Said Mona introducing herself. “I know.” Answered Dean. She smirked at the angry young man as he lit she a cigarette and then exhaled slowly.
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“What you want comes with a price.” Said Mona. “Doesn't it always?” Answered Dean sharply. “Well do you have it?” Asked Mona. Dean reached into his pocket and pulled out a rolled up wad of cash. He tossed it down on her desk. Mona surveyed the wad of bills and was confident it was all there. “My you are serious.” Mona said coyly. “Are you sure about this?” “Yes.” Answered Dean firmly. “I want you to break her heart, literally!” Mona leaned forward and gently caressed the smitten man's face. It was then Dean noticed the age hiding behind her beauty. “It shall be done.” The deal was made, but the pain still burned inside of Dean.
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Dean left Mona's, but he could not head home. Instead he decided to crash at a nearby dumpy highway motel to wait it out. Dean threw himself down on the bed and stared up at the yellowing ceiling. His head was pounding and it felt as if the alcohol would burn right through his stomach. Dean shut his eyes in an effort to sleep it off.
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His mind flirted with sleep as he drifted in and out of consciousness. Lucid dreams of Michelle tormented his thoughts as he struggled with what she had done, and what he had done. He agonized and wrestled with his emotions. But then Dean opened his eyes, unable to deal with what his mind was showing him.
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But Dean still thought about Michelle and what he had done. His thoughts were disrupted by the sound of bass heavy music pounding through the wall of the neighboring room. He also noticed the muffled moans coming from directly behind him, accompanied with a subtle bump, bump, bump. As the bed in the room behind him was too close to the wall.
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Dean pulled out a heart shaped locket from his pocket. He opened it and there was a tiny picture of him and Michelle. Her dark hair was in sharp contrast to her fair skin. She had a beautiful smile. But now it seemed like a facade. Dean closed the locket and turned it over. Forever was embossed on the back.
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Dean's mind was wrecked with emotion. He stared up at the ceiling again and was surprised as it seemed to be even more discolored with unsightly shades of brown mixing in with the yellow. As if the ceiling itself was decaying.
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Unable to stand being in the hotel room any longer Dean got up and went outside for some air. This gave Dean little relief as it was rather muggy and humid. Dean was having second thoughts about what he had done. He realized that one should never act on such strong emotions, that one should give oneself time to think with a level head.
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As Dean pondered this his thoughts were once again interrupted, this time by Dean catching a whiff of cigarette smoke. It was the couple in the room behind him. They were engaged in a close lustful conversation. With the cigarette dangling from the woman's fingers. Their words were nothing more than a murmur to Dean, but it disgusted him.
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Finally the cheating couple noticed Dean. Upon reading Dean's expression they quickly disengaged from their embrace. Seemingly embarrassed the couple retreated back to their motel room. Dean was again left alone with his thoughts.
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But then a sudden pang of remorse and guilt crept over Dean, what had he done!? Such a shameful act for one to commit. Panic washed over Dean. Michelle, was there still time to save her? Was it too late? A burst of adrenaline coursed through Dean's body. Maybe there was still time to stop it. Dean ran to his car and sped off to Mona's.
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Finally Dean arrived at Mona's, it was now the wee hours of the morning. Dean jumped out of his car and into the muggy air. He was greeted by a cacophony of noise from the frogs and toads in the surrounding swamp like area. Insects fluttered about his face and mosquitoes immediately stung his flesh.
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Dean was made readily aware of the searing pain that surged through his body. He suddenly felt weak and very sick. Why had he drank so much? He barely made it the entrance but had to vomit before entering. Once inside he noticed almost nobody was there. Dean slumped up against the wall as he made the long walk to Mona's door.
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Dean more fell through than opened her door. Mona was sitting at her desk complacently. Dean struggled to speak, “Michelle.” Barely escaped Dean's now pale lips. “It is too late Dean.” Said Mona flatly. Dean shut his eyes in anguish.
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“But in case you haven't figured it out yet, you are dying. You see Dean, Michelle was here too and she really likes that other guy.” Dean could not believe what Mona had just told him. His legs gave out under him as he collapsed to the floor and Dean wondered which pain he was going through was worse.
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“I almost feel sorry for you Dean. At least you showed some remorse.” Said Mona with empathy. As Dean lay on the floor feeling his life rapidly slip away he graciously welcomed the escape death would bring.
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