Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Tag: Sinners

  • We Are The Sin That Never Forgives – Part Twenty-Four

    We Are The Sin That Never Forgives – Part Twenty-Four

    “What the FUCK do you mean you don’t know? I knew it was a bad idea letting you drive after what happened at the patrol station. FUCK!” Glenn yells as he thrusts himself back in his seat and looks over Sophie in disbelief.

    “I, I just don’t know. One minute I was. Wait, why do you mean after what happened at the patrol station?”

    He looks at her and punches the dashboard, “FUCK! Soph you have got to get help, before everything around you unravels and the true nature of the world presents itself to y…” Glenn doesn’t get to finish his sentence as the Chevy is t-boned by a large black SUV. The Chevy is powered across the road into the dense bush land, the SUV pushing it all the way. When the two vehicles finally come to a stop silence claims all those aboard, until after sometime there is finally movement.
    Sophie clutches her head as she wearily looks around the decimated cabin which was once her pride and joy.

    It hisses at her, reaching with its blood stained hands as the endless voids which once housed its eyes stares at her unflinching while it remains locked in its seat belt, looking down upon her from into the SUV which is to become its tomb. She screams in absolute terror before falling to a mummer as she catches movement in the corner of her eye from inside the cabin.

    “W-W-W-What have y-y-yo-o-ou DONE!” Glenn stutters as he moves into the light, half his face a bloody mangulated mess, the other a pale empty version of who he once was.

    “OH GOD GLENN!” Sophie screams in terror as she starts shaking uncontrollably and edges herself into the alcove beneath the dashboard while Green flops lifeless onto the seat in front of her, his only eye stares emotionally, empty towards her.
    “WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!”

    “Penance my sweet,” Glenn hisses through razor-sharp teeth. “Penance for the child of a thousand days. Penance for a beast who waits at bay. Penance for the maker who runs and hides. Penance for all those that have di….” The explosion of a shotgun shell leaving its chamber cuts short his words, then it turns his head into a bittersweet memory. Sophie screams anew, as hands pull her out and toss her to the ground. At first she shields her eyes and ears, while screaming uncontrollably until an open hand connects with her face being her cries to an end, then she hears his voice promising her hope once more.

  • We Are The Sin That Never Forgives – Part Twenty-Three

    We Are The Sin That Never Forgives – Part Twenty-Three

    She slowly takes Javier’s hand and he pulls Sophie to her feet.

    ”S-S-So all this is a dream?” She asks.

    ”Sure, if it’ll make you play along,” Jarvier replies as he quickly drags her down through her apartment and out into the hallway.

    “If it’ll make me play along? I don’t want to play along with anything, I just wanna wake up!” Sophie says as she pulls herself free of his grip.

    “We don’t have time to stand here and argue again, and for the record I’m always right no matter which way you come at it.”

    ”Again? Are you saying we’ve done this before?” Sophie asks as her jaw drops open and her bottom lip trembles.

    He smiles softly and touches her face. “Too many times to count.”

    She pulls away from his touch with wide open eyes. “T-T-Then why don’t I remember and you do?”

    He rolls his eyes and let’s out at breathe. “It ebbs and flows. Sometimes you remember, other times you don’t. This time around you obviously only recall very little of what’s going on, the bare minimum I’m guessing from the questions you’re asking.”

    “Don’t talk about me to me like I’m a FUCKING brick wall! How do I know all of this isn’t some elaborate hoax, and your just trying to manipulate me into thinking it’s real so you can discredit what I’ve found out about MARTY TOWNS!” Sophie screams as everything seemingly stops and turns it’s attention to her. “W-W-What-t-t-t’s hap-p-p-ping?” She asks through stuttered words as she slowly looks around at the shadows as they slowly begin to close in on them.

    “They’ve heard you, or it has,” Javier says through clenched teeth as the world quickly begins to fall into darkness as he tightly grips her hand. “It’s time we jump this shark!”

    “Jump the shark?”

    “Like Fonzie! We jump the shark and live to fight another day,” Javier yells as he drags her towards the doorway that leads to the stairwell. Sophie screams as she feels invisible hands grab at her and then a sudden wash of light washes over her and she finds herself behind the wheel of her Chevy Ute and begins to scream as she slams on the breaks, sending the ute into a fishtail.

    ”WHAT THE FUCK!” Glenn yells from the passenger seat as he grabs hold of the steering wheel as he desperately tries to get the ute under control before it flips.

    Sophie sits there with her heart pumping a million miles an hour, she can hear Glenn scream at her but nothing she can understand until he has brought the ute to a stop and he grips her by the shoulders, shaking her violently.

    ”Soph, what the FUCK is going ON?” He yells, she looks up at him in total confusion and her lip begins to tremble as tears escape her eyes.

    ”I-I-I-I, I don’t know.”

  • Day 261 – Done – Wrapped In Words

    Day 261 – Done – Wrapped In Words

    Shine on me,

    and let me be free,

    let me rot in the ground,

    becoming one with the dirt,

    where you buried me,

    but make no mistake,

    my time had come,

    I had lived my life,

    I had done all that could be done,

    so weep,

    so cry,

    but only for a little while,

    and then,

    say goodbye.

  • Day 260 – Tape – Wrapped In Words

    Day 260 – Tape – Wrapped In Words

    Tape,

    stuck,

    sticky,

    wrapping around me,

    tightly,

    sticking me to myself,

    keeping me from you,

    wrapped in sticky tape,

    rapped in sticky glue,

    stuck to myself,

    kept way from you,

    sticky icky tape,

    sticky icky glue,

    wrapping around me,

    keeping me away from you,

    sticky icky tape,

    sticky icky glue,

    twisting,

    turning around me,

    keeping me stuck together,

    keeping me stuck away from you.

  • Day 259 – Pale – Wrapped In Words

    Day 259 – Pale – Wrapped In Words

    Plastic,

    wrapped around my body,

    pressing against my flesh,

    pressing against my skin,

    keeping me locked within,

    keeping hold of my sin,

    you thrust it in,

    you pull it out,

    you laugh,

    you smile,

    you joke about,

    I’m trapped within,

    I’d scream and shout,

    but you thought of that one,

    that’s why you cut my tongue out,

    my precious one,

    my secret love,

    I shouldn’t’ve trusted you,

    I should’ve know better,

    I should’ve seen this coming,

    you fucking psycho cunt,

    I should’ve seen this coming,

    I should’ve seen you,

    through pale eyes,

    eyes so cloudy,

    eyes,

    so,

    cold.

     

  • Day 258 – Something – Wrapped In Words

    Day 258 – Something – Wrapped In Words

    Something sweet,

    something fun,

    something chewy,

    something sinful,

    something bleak,

    something you can’t run from,

    something that’ll make you weep,

    something dark,

    something rotten,

    something deep,

    something bold,

    something new,

    something old,

    something broken,

    something cold,

    something gripping you’re throat,

    something taking you’re soul,

    something choking you,

    something burying you in this hole,

    something me,

    something you,

    something something,

    something,

    BOO!

  • Day 257 – Paid – Wrapped In Words

    Day 257 – Paid – Wrapped In Words

    Dead,

    dying,

    melting away,

    into the clay,

    into nothing,

    a memory,

    a ghost,

    of what was,

    not what is,

    you are gone,

    I am here,

    wasting away,

    while you are far away,

    living your life,

    smiling,

    I cry,

    I’d say goodbye,

    but who is here to hear me?

    Who is here to care?

    forget,

    forgotten,

    but not,

    gone,

    just,

    not here.