Deadly Dreams and Desires

I walked up the church road; spotted Doug sitting by a tree; I snuck up behind him; I didn’t say a word to him, I didn’t make a sound; I stood still, watching him watch my house.  As I stared at him, I got angrier and angrier; that’s when I finally screamed at him; drove the ice pick into his forehead until the handle butted up against his skin.  I think he must have died instantly”, she explained, “he didn’t fall over or move; he just sat in the same position; his legs crossed under his body, staring at me, jeez, it was creepy”.  Alex’s body shivered involuntarily, “I pushed Doug’s body over”, she continued, as she stuck her index finger out, pushing on Tulley’s shoulder so hard he nearly fell out of his chair.  “Doug was on his side, I stripped him of his clothes and those damn goggles; he lay sprawled out and naked but he was still staring at me.  I had to make him stop staring at me John”, her voice panicked.  “I rummaged through his duffle bag; found a ballpoint pen; I tried pushing his eyelids down with the pen but his eyes wouldn’t shut.  Stop looking at me”, she screamed.  Alex picked up a pen from the table; grasping it like a dagger “I jammed the pen into the outside corner of his eye socket until the pen was under his milky white eyeball; I must have gone in to far though because I heard the pen hit metal, it had to be the ice pick that was still lodged in his forehead”, Alex added nonchalantly as she dug the pen deeper into table, now oozing bright blue ink.  “I wrenched the pen back a little; pried the eyeball up far enough until it popped from its socket.  I grasp the whole thing between my fingers; it was so slippery I had a hard time hanging on to it, it kept slapping back into place, so I gripped it in the palm of my hand; clutching so tight, I though for sure it was going to explode in my fist.  I yanked on the slimy orb pulling it out the rest of the way; I could hear the snapping of the muscles holding it to his stiff cold body.  I did the same thing with his other eye; the second one was easier than the first, it didn’t take me nearly as long”, she added.  “Once both eyes were out, I set them on his bag; covered them with his shirt so they couldn’t stare at me any more.  I sat on the curb for a minute, rocking back and forth trying to decide what I wanted to do with him, with his eyes.  It finally came to me; I tied him to the cross in front of the church with some Ivy I found, a spotlight shone bright on that spot, it was perfect.  I stuffed his mouth with used tissues from his bag and the frosting on the cake”; Alex smiled eerily, which drove chills up Tulley’s spine leaving every hair on his body stand on edge, “I set his eyeballs on a rock, directly across from him.  Now he could stare at himself into eternity.