I think I may actually finish this one though, I like it a lot...
Copyright 2008 Robert J. Day [Don't plagiarize me, bro!]
A Christmas story.
There’s these two tweakers, a relatively happy couple despite their horrendous meth addiction, which isn’t immediately apparent in the story’s opening. The story begins with the happy couple (Tim and Debbie) about to embark on a shopping trip. They’ve been really “good” for two whole weeks and if they put off paying the electric bill, (they’ve paid late before and not been shut off, they’ll just have to pay the late fee again is all) they’ll have the princely sum of ?200$ to purchase Xmas gifts for their three kids, one of whom is named destiny, the other two’s names mean something like paternal love and responsibility??
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Their hearts full of love and Christmas cheer, they set off for the local Wally World to make the holiday dreams of their children come true, and why not?? They’re good kids, they deserve better than just the one or two cheap dollar store presents they got from Toys for Tots last year because Debbie had to bail Tim out of jail and there just wasn’t any money for presents, or even a tree.. Shit, Debbie had to give a couple blowjobs just to get the last few dollars for the bail money, and when the newly-released Tim learned his old lady had no beer money and only a little dope, he sent her back out on the streets with a black eye to suck her way to his next high. On Christmas.
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Debbie didn’t mind, not really. She loved him. Besides, he was different now. He’d been making good money the past few months stealing copper from construction sites for recycling, so they’d had plenty of crystal and sometimes Tim would bring home a half gallon of milk for the kids with his case of beer. And Tim felt so bad about last Christmas, he’d insisted they clean up for two weeks so they’d have money for the kids.
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Cleaning up meant only pot for her and no meth, for him it meant he’d only do his friends dope at “work” and not buy any himself. But it was the tree that made Debbie believe that Tim had really changed for the better this time. Just this evening, Tim had come in with a barely used, fake Christmas tree, the kind with the lights and the the ornaments already on it. It was at this very moment set up in the living room, next to the TV, flashing and blinking, it was in fact “lit up like a Christmas tree” and Debbie thought it was the most beautiful Christmas tree she’d ever seen. To anyone else it might not have been anything special, but to Debbie it represented everything good and normal that a family is supposed to be and so it was the best tree EVER.
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They wait until the kids are asleep, and leaving them in the care of their friend Dinky, they head to Wal-Mart. As they’re getting into the car (Pinto or Station Wagon??) They run into hambone, one of several dealers in their apartment complex. Hambone sells meth, and Tim and Debbie were important clients of his until about two weeks ago. He wants to know where they been, he was starting to get worried about them, etc. Well, it’s good to see them anyway, and hey by the way, he’s got some killer shit, did they need anything?? No thanks, they say we’re fine. Are they sure, this is REALLY good shit, and just because they were friends, he’d give them a great deal. Well, maybe just a little to perk them up for their shopping trip they say, they can afford to spend a little of the money, it IS their money after all, and there’ll still be plenty left for presents. Sure what the hell they say, “Give us a 20.”
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But of course Hambone can’t do a 20, his shits already been pre-weighed and packaged and he doesn’t have any sacks that small. He says he’ll give them a 50 sack for forty, cause it’s them. They don’t need that much, but Tim says he can always sell the rest to the guys from “work” and since they needed to save a few dollars for Christmas dinner anyway, it was just like money in the bank.
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They score the shit and go to a nearby park to get high. They’re sitting on the swings passing the glass dick back and forth when Carol shows up. Carol is a fellow tweaker who used to live in their complex until she was evicted. Now she divides her time between the local shelter and this park. Tim and Debbie are feeling exceptionally giving this evening and invite carol to join them, which she gladly does.
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Hambone was right, the shit is killer, and the three of them are soon VERY spun-out, the first bowl led to bowls two and three, as it often does , and a couple of hours pass by almost unnoticed, as they often will. “Shit, we gotta go!”
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Carol switches the dope sack with a sack of cut, and Tim sells cut to the wrong guy (Stevie) on the way into the store, they shop like they’ve never shopped before.
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Stevie is waiting in the parking lot, and he isn't happy. He says they sold him a bag of fake shit. Tim says no man, that shit was really good, come to the park with us and we'll try it out.
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At the park Stevie beats up and robs Tim, taking everything, and then he proceeds to rape Debbie in the park, as Carol watches from the bushes where she’s been hiding. Tim is beaten so bad he's barely conscious and can do nothing but watch helplessly.
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They return home with nothing, and when the kids wake up asking if Santa Claus came, Tim beats them out of shame and frustration, and after catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror, is sickened by what he sees staring back at him.
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Not knowing what else to do, he dropkicks the fake tree across the living room in disgust. Destiny sees it fly across the room, and it is the ugliest thing she’s ever seen, to anyone else it might just look like a flying xmas tree but to her it represents everything ugly, vile, depraved, and evil that her family has always been and so it is the worst tree EVER.
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The story ends with the lights going out, it seems they had gotten away with paying their bill late for the last time. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
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Definitely NOT The End.
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