Criminal! But do you do that? Jess was too busy bawling the living hell out of her eyes and lungs. His horn urgently blared, 9-1-1, 9-1-1. The drive became painfully long; half an hour into the ride, I lost all my vigor. You know what’s funny? I’ve found my loving husband back; a husband who doesn’t run from me, a husband who cares about the things I love. Truthfully, I was too tired to care. Everything would’ve been jolly. Deep down, I know there is a good husband figure within me, who’d have taken his vulnerable wife in a sweet embrace and assured her, It’s all gonna be fine, baby. Close. It’s not easy to hear someone call you dead when you aren’t actually dead. Posted by 1 day ago. By using our Services or clicking I agree, you agree to our use of cookies. Feeling a bit under the wea-weather, that’s all.” I take a swig. I know how much fatherhood means to you, and you know I feel the same way. My amused mind instantly pictured a smiling Jess, painting the nursery, wearing that hideous, grey robe of hers. Awkward silence. Why wasn’t I rotting in some dark, hellish corner? My tipsy high was starting to wear off. Another sip. Not when you’ve run from every responsibility you’ve ever had. Not when your head can’t stop picturing the distraught face of the father you had just killed. There was something wrong about that voice. Faster Than The Speed of Love is the novel written by Brian. Call- well, think me Tyler.”, How did he read my mind? 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Someone must have helped him find it. I was trampling over my conscience that day, as I drove us back home from the hospital, ignoring the sympathetic gazes my wife flicked at me. This was one ride I wanted to be over with ASAP. This is the name of Brian griffins book on family guy. I haven’t been paying attention to the ride. Not some appalling, half-hearted, half-witted, unsuccessful attempt at ending my pathetic life. Forensics have traced large amounts of alcohol in Adelaide’s body, leading authorities to suspect that her death is connected to the recent string of ‘drunk-runner’ murders in that area. Not when the gullible face of your twelve-year-old victim constantly flashes before your teary eyes. Even in the dark, I could see his lifeless, brown eyes peering straight into my soul, accusing me of my crime. There’re other things I’ll teach him later- the value of life, common courtesy, growing from mistakes. Mommy is here now. I try looking at the front mirror to see the driver’s reaction. I can’t be too hard on him. And I’m not sure if natural pregnancy is going to work anymore. The only reason I’m ghost boy is because some drunk jerk like you hit me with their car. When someone asked me what was the name of my book, about half a dozen redditors were answering 'Faster than the Speed of Love'. New comments cannot be posted and votes cannot be cast, More posts from the Wholesomenosleep community. I know he means- well, truthfully, I don’t have the slightest clue what he means! I was thinking that- “. Please read the rules before you post and treat each other nice. So act I did- by driving myself over to the said bar(s), and getting wasted. If you want to narrate this story or use it in any other way you have to ask /u/Percybhowal for permission! I need someone to tell me that what happened on Hilly Hedgeson Road that night was just your typical, drunk-drive car-accident. And I could turn my neck now. Names do have power. But for now, this murderous madness has to end. He faces me, silent. I shouldn’t have been driving but I did, anyway, because- well, what do they expect me to do? Ah well. And then in the middle-lane, there was panic. There was no taste, smell, or absorb- all my olfactory senses were good as gone. It wasn’t long before my barely-functioning ears picked up the ominous sounds of footsteps. I shouldn’t have been driving but I did, anyway, because- well, what do they expect me to do? I know, how ironic, given all my drunk-shenanigans up until this point- but I digress. A frown on his face as he stares me from the rear-view mirror. Hey, thanks a lot for reading and taking the time to comment. I grunted, paused my game, and asked Jess to get lost and leave me alone and miserable. My lower-jaw terribly dislocated from the collision’s impact. But I really did enjoy coming up with the concept, and this has given me a lot of info about the things I need to refine in my future works, so that's a big gain. I guess I just got caught up in jotting down everything that my mind could come up with. I didn’t hit. /*# sourceMappingURL=https://www.redditstatic.com/desktop2x/chunkCSS/TopicLinksContainer.361933014be843c79476.css.map*/. Most of the downtown bars I used to frequent had had enough of my drunken antics, I was banned from them. That boy is in urgent need of some manners, and I’m gonna ensure he gets them. No nod, no grunt, no yes ma’am, no ma’am. The fault in his jaws. I cast one last, backward look at our family’s latest addition. If I was somehow alive, I wasn’t gonna be trash-talked by some junior-school brat. After everything you’ve done, you’ve got the audacity to ask what’s my deal?”. “A seriousness in his voice. “Oh, believe me, Marcus. During the afterparty in Stewie Griffin: The Untold Story, Brian explains about working on his novel after Family Guy was canceled.. At the time, baby Vivien’s empty crib was the only thing that flashed before my teary eyes. Some chic hotter than my Jess plugged on my headphones, whispering in her siren, ASMR voice, Shh, shh, shh, you just sleep, honey. Every sip of the ice-cold beer helped me cope better with the grief of my loss. My whole car, in fact, was resurrected. It was hosting this busy, three-way, emotional traffic-jam at the T-point of my conscience. By the end of the seventh month, I had completed this cozy, king-sized, cherry-colored wooden crib, equipped with a whole assortment of toys, plushies, and a baby-monitor conveniently set-up at the cot’s upper edge. Speaking of whom, he stops the car. Whatever it was, it should’ve been the end of my road. Jess did too- well, at least she tried coaxing me into seeking help, when she wasn’t working her new job or locking herself into the bedroom to cry about how awful she had made our lives. ._12xlue8dQ1odPw1J81FIGQ{display:inline-block;vertical-align:middle} The fault in his jaws. If he really did want to escape this world, his ghost wouldn’t have hung around to kill some drunk passengers and gift me their prized belongings. Man, haven’t you learned anything?”. Reminds me of the time we dated. I really hope Marcus still has a thing for my lame, poetic expressions once this is all over with. I keep it in my purse. Ooh, goody. It was bad judgment- a mishap decision, that I attribute to my hurting conscience and languidness overlapping. This- “, he gestured around the car, “drunken mess of a life that you’ve been living. Like I was back home, unwinding myself on the massage chair I had bought from the money off my lost child’s crib. I won’t condone it. We were beyond excited. .FIYolDqalszTnjjNfThfT{max-width:256px;white-space:normal;text-align:center} The authorities first ascertained that the perpetrators had been stealing possessions from the victims’ bodies when they found Monty Wilson. “Wo-wo-would you mind turn-turning the rad-radio on, pl-please?”. Faster than the speed of love [50, 000 contest] Jessica and I dreamed of being parents ever since the day we got married. My eyes started to well. The TOS warp scale was different and counted slower by like 2/3(ish), but everything else has been consistent enough. My palm just phased right through him. Adelaide’s body was found severely damaged from a collision with a tree at the forest bordering the Hilly Hedgeson Road. “You know, it’s rude not to look. Until then, this is your host, Tricia Matthews, signing off the show with this awesome song. I didn’t thank her- let alone console her. This one drink would be the start of my blatantly-public rendezvous with my new-found mistress- booze. Why wasn’t I rotting in some dark, hellish corner? Criminal! The only reason I’m ghost boy is because some drunk jerk like you hit me with their car. I keep it in my purse. Senior detective Daniel Fletcher believes…”. Shortly after, I’d be banished to some damnable, after-life realm, where I’d be tortured to atone for my sins. Because there’s no way a coward like me would’ve wittingly done what Marcus Chase did that night- never in my right mind! But do you do that? The radio turns staticy. Summary: The man was the kind of handsome that effortlessly drew the eye, but when Draco looked at that face it was something completely different that he saw, humanoid and snakelike wrapped up in one, dark and cruel. Full credit to her; she tried her best to get me back on track. Tyler wasn't Jessica's son; Jessica was actually the one who killed him in a drunken hit and run accident and lived with the guilt ever since. “You’re too messy, Marcus,” she would tease, playfully flicking paint drops on my face. No, it’s like he was doing all with some new-found purpose. I can’t be too hard on him. What was going on here? Faster than a cat on a mouse; Faster than a speeding bullett; Quicker than your mother can unbutton her overalls. The Crawford’s left shortly after with convinced expressions on their faces. Not when you’ve crashed just about every ambition in your miserable life. My wife didn’t know about her biological impediment, but she knew how passionate I was about being a father. And at this point in life, that’s pretty much the only thing you’re good at. Yeah, right. I speak from experience. I was kinda hoping to hear the sound of his voice. Okay, seriously, stop it. ._2cHgYGbfV9EZMSThqLt2tx{margin-bottom:16px;border-radius:4px}._3Q7WCNdCi77r0_CKPoDSFY{width:75%;height:24px}._2wgLWvNKnhoJX3DUVT_3F-,._3Q7WCNdCi77r0_CKPoDSFY{background:var(--newCommunityTheme-field);background-size:200%;margin-bottom:16px;border-radius:4px}._2wgLWvNKnhoJX3DUVT_3F-{width:100%;height:46px} This was one ride I wanted to be over with ASAP. I don’t know what it was- maybe because I am short, and stretching my legs to full length inclined me at a comfortable position on the warm, leather seat. That’s when I see it. That’s when it started to click. ._33axOHPa8DzNnTmwzen-wO{display:block;padding:0 16px;width:100%}.isNotInButtons2020 ._33axOHPa8DzNnTmwzen-wO{font-size:14px;font-weight:700;letter-spacing:.5px;line-height:32px;text-transform:uppercase} Names do have power. And I was, for the briefest moment of time. Photo. I smacked Tyler on his face. It’s amusing; I think the alcohol unearthed some poet/ social-commentator hidden deep inside me (Not that this artist did anything worthwhile). That’s when it started to click. Okay, seriously, stop it. The special theory of relativity implies that only particles with zero rest mass may travel at the speed of light. I was devastated, like any loving wife would be. I’d take another sip, to cleanse me off the disgust I felt towards her. There’re other things I’ll teach him later- the value of life, common courtesy, growing from mistakes. Acting was. Just checking out your delicious house, Marcus. Stay tuned. Waiting, for the tall, dark and imposing entity that I had envisioned Death to be. My whole car, in fact, was resurrected. The first time was the only time I showed any semblance of ideal-spouse behavior. A boy, aged around twelve, his baseball-jersey wrinkled from the collision. I get the flask out of my purse. And with every passing bit of grief, my contempt towards my wife grew. I was there, drifting in and out between awareness as Dr. Crawford walked me out of the OT and explained that Jessica had developed an inherent hormonal imbalance problem that would make any future conceptions difficult. No matter how much anyone tried to find me a way out of this bottle to the open-top, my hands always slipped at the alcohol-drizzled glass surface. The least I am entitled to is a musical exit. That wasn’t half bad. Shortly after, I’d be banished to some damnable, after-life realm, where I’d be tortured to atone for my sins. Speaking of whom, he stops the car. She saved me back there. He mutes the radio and moves to the fifth gear. We tried two more times, each attempt more taxing on Jess’ frail anatomy than the former. Every sip of the ice-cold beer helped me cope better with the grief of my loss. “And you really wanna know my deal? Part of his behavior is a reflection on mine. This place is dedicated to everyone who likes to read or write horror, weird fiction or dark science fiction. I’d have savored that happiness more, if I had known the kind of remission it was fated to enter someday. Warp 2=10x speed of light, 3=39x, 4=102x, 5=213x, 6=392x, 7=656x, 8=1024x, 9=1516x, 9.9=2083x and so on. I have mixed feelings about that boy. Amidst all the ensuing panic and confusion, my brain couldn’t register how much I had veered to the right. 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