LIKE HELL YOUR TELLING ME TO STAY HOME

[Sekh]

STORYLINE STARTING THREAD

The sun had begun to reach towards the top of the sky, casting its warm rays upon the confused group of people gathering in the streets. More people were coming out from their homes, to see what the commotion was.
Ron Sedds was in the center of road, hollering at the top of his lungs, "And they tell us to stay home while they protect us? What the hell are we children? No! No! No! Like hell their telling us to stay home, like hell their telling us to stay calm! If there's someone out there murdering in our town I think we ought to be able to do something about it!" Sedds was a big man. Big mouth, big gut. He rubbed a thick hand over his balding head, then continued on with his speech, "I say fuck them! Let the police do their patrol and let us do ours! I don't know about all of you but I have a gun and I have the right to use it in defense. I'd say hunting a murderer down is good enough defense." Most of the men in the crowd nodded and voiced their agreement, a few of the women did too though most looked worriedly at their husbands and sons.
"Your gonna get people hurt Ron, you and that ego of yours. The police said they can handle it and I'd like to believe them." Samantha Sedds crossed her arms firmly as she stepped in front of her overweight husband, "You know damn rights what happened last time you and that gun went out hunting, couldn't even catch a fucking bird much less a person!" Her wrinkled face furrowed angrily as she spat out her words. Her floral nightgown fluttered faintly in the breeze and she wrapped herself tighter in her blue robe.
Mr. Sedds rolled his eyes, "Samantha I told you to stay home," he knew as soon as the words left his mouth the mistake he made. "Stay home? Stay home? You fucking kidding me? Here you are hollering and spitting about how pissed you are that the police are wanting you to stay home and here you are telling me to? The hell is wrong with you!" her skinny cheek bones were now deep red with anger, the people nearest to her and Ron took a step back.
"Now, now Miss S'mantha you know well that Ron's just looking out for ya," This time it was an older man that spoke. Mrs. Sedds shot him a glare that could have killed a large moose. Ron ignored them both and took a look around at the crowd, "I say we grab our own weapons and go out for our own search, if any of you here have the balls to join me you are more than welcome to voice your agreement now."

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Jenny stood away from everyone else. In fact, she stood on her patio, which happened to be a house down from where Ron was yelling. She watched curiously her bright green eyes filled with fear and worry. She...didn't want to stay home alone, but she didn't exactly want to join in the manhunt. Her main objective here was to find someone as alone and scared at her and just go back inside. But it didn't look like that was going to happen. She bit her lip faintly and glanced around. There was something odd about the whole thing, she could feel it. How had a kid managed to do so much damage? Though she had to admit she only knew what she over heard, she never bothered to look in-depth into it.

Ron was talking with his wife now. Jenny smiled a little. She liked Samantha...from afar, she'd only met the woman once, but every time Jenny saw her she just admired her, especially now. Ron was being careless and Jenny knew it. She bit her lip again and scanned the audience, then the area, she sighed. What did she think? Some random person would see her sulking and come offer to rescue her? No one had the past how many years, why would they now? She sighed and rested her head against the post and looked up to the sky. Why had she even bothered?

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Ron Sedds was met with a chorus of agreement, not all in the crowd had voiced their approval but it seemed the majority had. Samantha glared up angrily at her husband, turned and then stormed angrily back towards her house.
"Alright first we need to organize ourselves, the Jennings boy may not be the only one we are after. I mean for Christ's sake its hard to believe a five year old could do that. We need supplies first, ya'll run and gather what you need from your homes, then meet back here. We will go from there." he scratched his head and watched as the group departed. He then turned himself and walked into his on home, you could hear Samantha yelling at him before the door shut.

December sat on her couch, peering through the curtains out at the scene before her. What the hell was going on out there? She walked to the door, slipped on her sneakers and walked out onto the porch. The crowd had begun to disperse, she leaned up against the door, what was Ron Sedds doing out there? And why was there so many people? December looked out across the road, and caught sight of a girl who appeared to also have been observing. She squinted a little, It was the Lyons girl, she had seen her from time to time but the two had never really spoken. December sighed then shrugged and stepped off the porch. Perhaps she knew what was going on? She slowly walked across the road, the light breeze blowing her long hair into her face, she struggled to keep it out of her mouth. December stopped once on the sidewalk, she lifted her hand up into a half-hearted wave, "Hey, its Jennifer right?"

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Jen watched everyone started to dissipate. Weapons? She might have a butcher knife someone where in the house. Maybe a rake... Rob was probably just being melodramatic, she tried to reason with herself. She jumped faintly when her name was spoke her eyes shifting to the girl. She'd...seen her somewhere, maybe school? No? Jenny didn't know, she wasn't even going to try to keep pulling up the recollection. Time was ticking and her response was already delayed. "Y-yeah." she cleared her throat and took a deep breath as she stood up off the post. "Yeah. Jenny..or Jen is fine though, Jennifer makes me feel...old." She smiled a little. She bit her lip again and glanced back where the group had just been.

"What do you make of all that?...Do you really think it's that bad or..." she trailed off. Or what? 'do you really think a five year old killed half the town' was melodramatic. She mentally scolded herself and looked back to the girl. "I'm sorry.. just kinda spooked, yaknow? but I didn't get your name... or if I did at some point I don't recall it.." she gave an apologetic smile, she really didn't' mean to come off as rude but, shit, everything was so tense right now she couldn't help it.

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"December," she walked up a bit closer, "I think their all nuts. Its a five year old...its not like anyone actually saw him kill anyone. Who knows maybe the little brat caught rabies." She bit her lip as soon as the words came out, she didn't mean to sound so cold but she had babysat Christopher once and he was a little terror. "It is sad, but I don't think they have much to worry about if it really is just a little kid freaking out. I mean shit happens, you here about stuff like this happening in the news all the time, some parents make their kid eat their broccoli and bam! He kills them in his sleep and ends up having some mental disorder," December paused for a bit then continued, "What was Ron going on about? Looked like Samantha was gonna rip him a new one...again."

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Jenny almost laughed at the rabies statement but she forced it down, rabies could possibly explain it.. Still it was odd. She nodded a bit " I...just don't think the kid did it." she gave a half shrug, it was true. She highly doubted the kid did it, even now when the evidence pointed to him she just didn't believe it. It wasn't likely despite the circumstances. She shook her head slightly and sighed.

"Ron is being Ron.. he wants everyone to gather weapons and to for a patrol group to look around the town for the kid.. or something. He's going to get everyone hurt and Samantha knows it. Poor woman" she shook her head again "Oh" her face lit up " I have tea on the stove... come on in if you want some!" she called but she was already half way through her screen door mumbling about how she hoped it wasn't burnt. But she could already smell it and she hadn't even made it past the hallway leading in. She sighed and kept on and quickly took it off the stove to let it cool, her gaze shifted back to see if December came. "Regardless," She called over her shoulder "I'm screwed if we have to go on a man hunt... I think I have a shovel in the back yard." She laughed a little and set the pot on the counter.

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December nodded in agreement, "It is a little hard to believe that a five year old could maul three adults," She rolled the thought around in her mind, the more she thought about it, the more she found herself finding the whole idea improbable. She followed Jenny into her house, the scent of steeped tea filled her nose, "I have a pocket knife...and a broom handle," she let out a giggle when she pictured Jenny and herself, fighting off a rabid child armed with a broomstick and a shovel, "Were both screwed!" she laughed. December glanced around the kitchen, her mind wandered off to a Disney movie she had watched not too long ago, "You know, if worst came to worst I hear frying pans make good weapons," She smiled, but it quickly faded to worry. Jenny was right, if Ron actually went through with this someone was bound to get hurt. Distraught, anxious and unnerved people roaming the streets armed was not a happy thought.

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( Ugh, I swear I typed a post to this last night. :L)


Jen shook her head slightly as December spoke, it really wasn't fitting that a 5 year old could do it. As December continued to speak Jen started to pour some tea into cups. Nothing super fancy, just some plane white tea cups she had bought forever ago with the intent to paint but it never happened, her house was filled with stuff like that though. Half sewn dresses, nearly started paintings, uncooked pottery. She had procrastination down to an art.

A laugh escaped her mouth and she smiled "Somehow, I don't think we'll do very well fighting off a five year old with a brook and a shovel...though possibly a frying pan." She trailed off at the thought and glanced around the kitchen as she handed December the tea cup. "It's all got me a little spooked honestly." She said before taking a sip. "Oh, there is sugar three" she pointed to a small half painted pot "If you need it.. I mean, I know people get killed and murdered all the time and it's really not that odd, but.. it doesn't happen /here/" she stressed the word here with a gesture. She shook her head a little again and sighed taking another sip.

"Anyway.. less sad things I guess. I think we went to school together right? Or..Somewhere... I've seen you but I just can't pinpoint where." she gave an apologetic smile. Mostly she just wanted to talk about less upsetting things. She could already hear people yelling in the street again.

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The tea was a perfect temperature, hot enough to warm your throat as you drank, yet cool enough to not burn your tongue. December took a few sips before answering, "Yeah, it was school, I don't think we had many classes together though." She could hear the commotion coming from the street as well, Ron must have finished gathering what he needed, "No need to worry...yet. With any luck Samantha will get pissed off enough to call the cops on Ron, its not like she hasn't before." She smiled," It always amazes me how those two are still together, they hate each other...but love each other. Even with the loving I'm shocked Samantha hasn't smothered him in his sleep yet." She tucked a strand of hair back behind her ear, "It's a God-given mercy that they never had children. Could you image mini-Ron's and mini-Samantha's running rampant in Leftrook? There would be no peace within twenty miles of them with all the yelling and screaming that would go on. And karma's a bitch so I could only imagine how bad their kids would..."
A loud gun shot cut through her sentence and caused her to jump, nearly tipping herself over in her chair. She ran back to the living room and peered out the curtains, Ron was standing in the middle of the street, holding a small handgun in the air. Most of the people had came back and once again stood around him.
December wasn't sure why Sedds had felt the need to fire his gun but it didn't appear that anyone in the group was surprised by it, some had even unsheathed their own weapons and began to wave them in the air.(only a few had actual guns, most of the weapons consisted of knives, crow bars and other common household items that could be used as a weapon if need be.)

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Jenny was chuckling. Little babies anywhere in this town was always questionable to her. Not because it was unsafe but everyone here was so...unique. "I've always wondered myself how the two managed it. I can't even keep conversation with people that I argue with, let alone think about loving them." She shook her head, in fact she hadn't even had a boyfriend in years. Not that it was that odd "Despite being a little heathen if it was a girl it'd be adorable. Can you imagine it? ...If it looked like Samantha of course, Ron is jus--" a gunshot caused her to jump and drop her tea cup to the ground, she cursed as she stepped over it to follow December to the window where many had gathered. She bit her lip "This...doesn't look good at all." she shook her head and looked around. There were so many people out there now. She crossed her arms along her chest and sighed.

"I hope everyone stays safe."

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Ron had begun to bark out order, his voice was muffled by the glass and walls of Jennifer's house, but December could tell well enough that he was determining where everyone would begin to look. She shook her head and looked over at Jen, "Maybe it'll be okay...they may not find anything before the police do," her voice was thick with negativity and doubt. It was unlikely that nothing would come of this, a group of armed civilians couldn't possibly bring about anything good.
December wasn't sure if of how to react to all of this yet, it was scary yet exciting...nothing ever really happened in Leftrook. Not to say that murders were a good kind of excitement, but one couldn't help but be intrigued.
She strode back into the kitchen and knelt to scoop up the shattered pieces of Jenny's tea cup, "One things for sure, I hope we don't have to deal with much more commotion like this...you'll run out of tea cups in no time if it does," she smiled and stood upright.