Sleaze Land – Chapter 2 (Fight Club 101) Part 2
“Tyler gets me a job as a waiter, after that Tyler's pushing a gun in my mouth and saying, the first step to eternal life is you have to die.” Chuck Palahniuk
We plan ahead, keep our keys to hand, and a whistle around our neck.
And we don’t walk alone, when we can help it. And we never walk by vans or in-between suspicious vehicles, or wear earbuds or listen to music. We don’t wear ponytails, or give them any other way they can easily control us – at least we try not to.
We carry flashlights, and a knife, and some of us pepper spray and a gun. And we pray. Every time we walk out our door, especially at night, we pray that we’re not taken.
But we’re losing. The World Health Organization says so.
Because for every three moms, sisters, daughters, and lovers we line up – one of them is going to get beaten – and worse.
We’re losing. Even though they keep telling us… how we should fight back.
We’re losing… because their indifference outweighed the suffering we could convey.
Ed had just barely made it half-way to the liquor store down the block from the café, before a van pulled up next to him and snatched him right off the street.
“What’s the meaning,” he got out before they stuffed a rag in his mouth and pulled a hood over his head.
Which oddly enough was nearly the same thing Marla was going through, only at the other end of the block, when those eyes that had been following her all day finally made their move.
She’d just gotten up from her spot alongside the café, and was gathering up her dirty blanket, her cardboard sign, and the half- bottle of water she’d been saving, just in case she hadn’t gotten enough money to buy more.
But she barely had time to pocket the dollar-ninety before a man grabbed her and pulled her into a dark-black sedan.
"Beyond all our Blackberries and iPhones, we're dangerously separated from our food and water supplies." Eric Kripke (BrainyQuote.com)
© Raena Exe 2021
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