Trapped Within

Trapped Within

By Geoffrey Wilkins

Down the river-walk live all the outcasts and forgotten people. It is also where the whores work.

Sandra is a transsexual, she used to be Stanley and worked in a metal factory. He felt he was a woman trapped in a burly hairy man's body, so he became a she.

He knew what he was getting into, he knew she would never get a decent job or be accepted in society and yet he had to do it. She wasn't sorry about his decision, just a little frustrated with her new life.

After a few months she ran into some friends, they didn't recognise him

She flirted with one. A co-worker from the factory, a tall man called Nick. He had always liked Nick, but never could do or say anything about it. Now it was different. She slept with him, she had never felt anything quite like it.

She looked down at the man below her, pleasured to the point of ecstasy and rolled over beside him. She decided to tell his friend that it was him.

The look of horror on Nick's face she will never forget, not the scorching pain when he beat her and scarred her with his marital ring.

She spent all her money on booze and stopped trying to find work. She now understood really what she had become. Now all she had left was to blow the labourers for a few dollars and spend it all on drinks and drugs.

A car drove in and stopped in front of her. It was Nick. They parked in a dark street and had sex again. After it, he became disgusted with what he had done and strangled her to death. He kicked her out of the car and left her there as he drove away.

Several years later he died of AIDS.

The Bloody End

A Sad Man

A Sad Man
By Geoffrey Wilkins

Every night before bed Martin W. Saucer takes the trash out to the building door. He lives in an apartment block.
Tonight, however, he can't find the energy to get out of his bed. He has been there almost every minute since she left him. It's like he has lost the will to be alive.
He listens to music, “Yesterday”, by The Beatles. He cries. He waits.
Nothing happens.

“Why did she leave?” He asks himself “What did I do?”

He takes some pills. He falls asleep.
Hours later he wakes up He has blood on his hands.
She is dead on the floor. She has been dead for days. She never left, he killed her. He killed her out of jealousy. He thought she was going to leave him so he killed her before she could.

“Why did you leave me?” he asks her

Her decaying corpse offers no answer. It remains impassive, challenging him. It mocks him with it's silence.

“How dare you?” He screams at her, furious.

He stabs her again. He takes out her eyes, so they will stop looking at him. He wants to keep them. He sets fire to the rest, he uses some gasoline he has for the car and a kitchen match.

“That'll teach her, for leaving me!”

The fire spreads to the rooms and burns his house.

“It's hot here” he thinks before he dies asphyxiated by the smoke along with a family of four who live in the flat next door.
The firemen are called in and put the fire out a few hours later.

The Bloody End

One Fleeting Second Before

One Fleeting Second Before

By Geoffrey Wilkins

Young Alexandra Adams, daughter of Lee and Heather Adams, sister of Joseph, lover of Robert.

She walks fast down the road with her purse tightly held under her arms. It's dark and deserted. She stops to light a cigarette and continues walking, looking often over her shoulders.
She arrives at her car, drops her half smoked cigarette on the floor and steps on it. She rummages for her keys in her purse and takes them out slowly.
She opens her car and throws her purse in the passengers seat. She quickly gets in and locks the door. She ignites her car, backs out of her spot and drives out carefully. She is safe now. She turns on the heater. It feels nice.
She longs to be home with her loved ones. She thinks of her puppy who she just adopted. She turns into the highway. There aren't many cars, it's quite late. She lets the drivers pass her, she is in no hurry. She soon arrives at the intersection and pulls out of the highway.
She looks left, then right before proceeding out. She drives on and turns into the first street on the left and a large truck drives right into her side of the car. The driver, drunk, speeds away.

An old man comes to help her get out. She is dead.

The Bloody End.