Page 71 of Psychotic Nightmares

“Aww only one? That's all I get?” she stares at the bat broken along the grain. “I wanted to have some more fun. Well at least you're still alive.” She hooks one of her gloved fingers into a nearly unconscious Ma’s mouth, dragging her by her teeth back to the chairs.

I laugh at the pained groan Ma lets out as Pea drops her down onto the seat. “Look in the cupboard there.” I instruct. She walks over to the cupboard under the stairs to which I’m pointing at.

“Holy shit!” Pea exclaims. “What the fuck?”

I know exactly what's in that cupboard, I doubt Ma And Pa swapped anything out, maybe added some more things here and there though.

I hear Pea laugh sadistically while pulling out her weapons of choice. She comes back over with two 6 inch nails, and a broken half board, along with Ma’s favourite knuckle dusters - still stained with blood, and…

“A lighter? Why does it not surprise me that you like to play with fire.”

“Oh honey, you thought Julian was bad. You haven’t seen anything yet.” To my surprise, Pea removes her helmet. Passing it across to me. “I don’t want to get my helmet bloody, I won’t be able to see the road when going home.”

I step back a little more, being mindful of exposed cuts on my body, not willing Ma’s internal poison to seep into my wounds. There's no telling how many diseases she has.

“Fair enough.” I wince as she slaps Ma, telling her to wake the fuck up.

“Come on. You fought your daughter. Time to fight me.” She sneers, and draws a revolver from her pocket. She aims the gun at Ma before shooting her in the knee cap. The loudbangmakes me jump, I look out the door to where Bull is standing outside the truck, his arms crossed across his broad chest. He physically relaxes when I give him a small smile and a thumbs up. “Awww, no fun. Oh well.” I hear Pea say, then watch as she drops to Ma’s level. Staying as far back as I can while still being able to see everything.

“Who the fuck are you?” Ma slurs her words at Pea. The drugs are finally taking effect.

“You’re daughtersbest friend - which makes me your worst enemy. And I'm now bored so I think we should play a game.” She pulls the trigger again in the other cap before punching her in the face with the dusters, knocking her out.

Within the next few minutes Pea ties her to the chair and hammers nails to the boards, placing them below her feet, she gets some razor wire and ties it around Ma's foot, and up her outstretched leg drawing blood along with it while connecting it to a propped shotgun between Ma'slegs leading up to her chin. The same shotgun that Ma hid under her chair and threatened us kids with whenever she had the chance.

Ma comes to and looks around and almost within an instant slurs, “She’s no daughter of mine. She’s just some slut who tried to take my husband.”

Smack.

“More like your husband was a predator who preyed on young girls.”

“They seduced him.”

“Sure sure.” Pea tuts, “Anyway I feel I need to explain what is going on here.” She spreads her arms and gestures to the room.

“Below your feet are nails and around your leg is razor wire, I’m sure you can feel it digging in as we speak, but here's the kicker, bitch. The wire cuts you if you lift your leg and the nails will puncture you if you lower your foot.” My newly appointed best friend smiles. “The best bit is that you’re also rigged up to the shotgun. If you stick your tongue out you can probably taste it.” Her grin is almost as big as the one on bullscreepy clown mask.

“So here's the game, I have six shots left in this bad boy and I’m going to take five out.” She lifts her revolver. “Two bullets are in your knees, so to keep it fair I’ll let Grace sing the song that picks how long you’re alive for. Do you know the nursery rhyme ‘heads, shoulders, knees, and toes?’”

Ma nods weakly.

I pull her aside “What happens with eyes, ears, mouth and nose?”

“That’s when the fun begins” she smirks rolling the cylinder and carries on “you better sing Grace, just leave out the knees, they’ve already been taken out.”

I start as she dances and prances around the room with every body part I sing, she pulls the trigger at near point blank range unless she decides to skip it.

“Head, shoulders___ and toes___ and toes, and eyes and ears.”BANG a bullet flies through one of Mas ears removing it and forcing her head to flinch, her reaction cuts her leg open more and the nail begins to enter her skin before the wire shakes the trigger forcing her to stop moving. She looks at me with fear in her eyes, begging me to help her with just a look.

You won’t get any assistance from me.I think to myself as a small smile crosses my face.I wonder if the guys would be proud of me for not backing down?

“AGAIN! No knees or ears, as you can see.” Pea shimmies excitedly on the spot. I know she said she loves her guns. But I didn’t think she’d be this manic when holding one.

“Head, shoulders”BANG another bullet goes off and Mas body almost falls off the chair, the razors dig deep keeping her from falling, her leg is like a pineapple with all the openings. She screams and Pea screams with her "NOBODY CARES FOR THE BITCH IN A CHAIR!” Another duster punch shuts Ma up swiftly. As Pea corrects her clothes she looks at me, “please maestrocontinue.” I chuckle. This woman calls herself my best friend and fuck me I don’t think I’d change that status.

“Head ______ and toes ___ and toes, eyes..”Another shot follows, forcing Ma's jaw to drop completely one side as the cheek and jawline on the right side is torn thanks to the bullet, Pea gets blood splatter over her as she had pressed the gun above Ma's eyebrow and shot downwards.

“Ohhh, bestie, did you see that! So much mess! But don’t worry she will live. Every shot so far has been a through and through. Carry on, thank you.”