The sun blinding Yousif’s eyes as he woke up in a place he doesn’t recognize.
Words start to leave his mouth, “Frickin’, friggin’, freakin’, fargin’, frakin’”
A figure stepped into the view of the sun but it was hard to see who it was, “Fucking.”, He said.
Yousif tried to see who was standing in front of him but his head began hurting a lot, “Thanks, I couldn’t get to it for some reason.”
“You mind getting out?” The man asked.
Yousif was confused, “Out?”
“Yep, out of the dumpster.”
Yousif seemed confused by the question but that was nothing compared to the confusion after stepping out of a dumpster.
“How did I get here?” Yousif asked the man.
The man started to walk away, “Why ask me, I just clean the pool. I’m Jerez.”
Yousif walked over to the pool and looked around and seemed to be at some kind of motel.
“Nasty scar you got there.”, Jerez said.
Yousif turned towards Jerez and asked, “What scar?”
“On your noggin.”, Jerez answered.
Yousif checked his head until he felt a bald spot on the top of his head that wasn’t there before and it had a scar running across it.
Before Yousif could even panic about what had happened to his head Jerez was already moving on, “Take a break its a hot outside today, we could both use some hydration.”
Jerez handed Yousif a can of root beer from a small cool box.
“Root beer?” Yousif asked as if he had never heard of it before.
Jerez sat down on one of the reclining deck chairs and Yousif sat down on one next to it and accepted the drink.
They opened their cans which made two clicking sounds, and at the same time two elderly ladies slowly stepped into the pool.
Both wearing the exact same bathing suit and swimming caps, one of them swam to one side of the pool to where a small stereo was placed and pressed play and some fast passed techno music started playing.
“So you don’t know how you got here?” Jerez asked while drinking a mouthful of root beer.
“I can’t remember, all I got is a big headache.”, Yousif explained while holding the cold can against one of his temples.
“Maybe you went all wild last night and bumped your head and got stitched up at the hospital?” Jerez said while watching the two women jogging in the water.
Yousif was in pain and every time the elderly ladies moved one arm up and one leg down there was a stung inside his brain.
The ladies kept going faster and faster and Yousif couldn’t handle the pain, “My head feels like its about to explode.”, Yousif.
“Like in space?” Jerez asked.
“What?” Yousif grunted.
“Like when an astronaut in space takes of his helmet. Their heads explode, or implode, whatever.”, Jerez explained while slurping the last drops of root beer from the can’s rim.
Yousif just wasn’t getting it and got up and lost a hold of the can of root beer which was now spraying its insides up into the air like a fountain.
Yousif was trying to say something, “Fff.. F!” but only spit came out of his mouth from in between his teeth.
“What are you trying to say?” Jerez asked in a concerned voice.
Yousif seemed even more upset then before, “I can’t seem to curse. Here I’ll try another word, Sh.. S.. SH!”
“I had trouble as a kid, saying certain words, so I just imagined saying them inside my head. It helped.”, Jerez explained.
“Fh.. Fhuck!” Yousif yelled while he fell onto the floor and his entire body started to shake and twist.
Jerez wasn’t sure what was going on, “What about writing it down?”
“Dude, I just felt a major shock.”, Yousif explained while he got up again.
“Try another word.”, Jerez suggested, but right when he did Yousif fell down onto the floor again.
“Ok, enough.”, Yousif said as he slowly picked himself up again.
Jerez opened up another can of root beer, “Man, this is so weird. You can’t curse?”
“This is insane.”, Yousif said as he plucked the stitches a bit.
Then perfectly synchronized with the honking of a nearby traffic jam Yousif had a series of shocks and pain spikes, he started running around the place holding onto his head when he came to a stop.
Jerez was standing near him holding a big pole with a net on the end against his shoulder when it happened.
The stitches in Yousif’s head ripped open because of the pressure inside and a device came out that was creating beams of electricity that went into all kind of directions and were constantly shocking Yousif.
The clouds over head were rumbling, turning dark and blocked out the sun.
Yousif got struck by a bolt of lightning and fell into the pool which only made the device in his brain malfunction even more.
The pool worked as a perfect conductor and in an instant the electricity made its way to the water aerobic duo, killing them in a final heartbeat.
The pool cleaner watched all of this while taking another sip of his root beer.
Words start to leave his mouth, “Frickin’, friggin’, freakin’, fargin’, frakin’”
A figure stepped into the view of the sun but it was hard to see who it was, “Fucking.”, He said.
Yousif tried to see who was standing in front of him but his head began hurting a lot, “Thanks, I couldn’t get to it for some reason.”
“You mind getting out?” The man asked.
Yousif was confused, “Out?”
“Yep, out of the dumpster.”
Yousif seemed confused by the question but that was nothing compared to the confusion after stepping out of a dumpster.
“How did I get here?” Yousif asked the man.
The man started to walk away, “Why ask me, I just clean the pool. I’m Jerez.”
Yousif walked over to the pool and looked around and seemed to be at some kind of motel.
“Nasty scar you got there.”, Jerez said.
Yousif turned towards Jerez and asked, “What scar?”
“On your noggin.”, Jerez answered.
Yousif checked his head until he felt a bald spot on the top of his head that wasn’t there before and it had a scar running across it.
Before Yousif could even panic about what had happened to his head Jerez was already moving on, “Take a break its a hot outside today, we could both use some hydration.”
Jerez handed Yousif a can of root beer from a small cool box.
“Root beer?” Yousif asked as if he had never heard of it before.
Jerez sat down on one of the reclining deck chairs and Yousif sat down on one next to it and accepted the drink.
They opened their cans which made two clicking sounds, and at the same time two elderly ladies slowly stepped into the pool.
Both wearing the exact same bathing suit and swimming caps, one of them swam to one side of the pool to where a small stereo was placed and pressed play and some fast passed techno music started playing.
“So you don’t know how you got here?” Jerez asked while drinking a mouthful of root beer.
“I can’t remember, all I got is a big headache.”, Yousif explained while holding the cold can against one of his temples.
“Maybe you went all wild last night and bumped your head and got stitched up at the hospital?” Jerez said while watching the two women jogging in the water.
Yousif was in pain and every time the elderly ladies moved one arm up and one leg down there was a stung inside his brain.
The ladies kept going faster and faster and Yousif couldn’t handle the pain, “My head feels like its about to explode.”, Yousif.
“Like in space?” Jerez asked.
“What?” Yousif grunted.
“Like when an astronaut in space takes of his helmet. Their heads explode, or implode, whatever.”, Jerez explained while slurping the last drops of root beer from the can’s rim.
Yousif just wasn’t getting it and got up and lost a hold of the can of root beer which was now spraying its insides up into the air like a fountain.
Yousif was trying to say something, “Fff.. F!” but only spit came out of his mouth from in between his teeth.
“What are you trying to say?” Jerez asked in a concerned voice.
Yousif seemed even more upset then before, “I can’t seem to curse. Here I’ll try another word, Sh.. S.. SH!”
“I had trouble as a kid, saying certain words, so I just imagined saying them inside my head. It helped.”, Jerez explained.
“Fh.. Fhuck!” Yousif yelled while he fell onto the floor and his entire body started to shake and twist.
Jerez wasn’t sure what was going on, “What about writing it down?”
“Dude, I just felt a major shock.”, Yousif explained while he got up again.
“Try another word.”, Jerez suggested, but right when he did Yousif fell down onto the floor again.
“Ok, enough.”, Yousif said as he slowly picked himself up again.
Jerez opened up another can of root beer, “Man, this is so weird. You can’t curse?”
“This is insane.”, Yousif said as he plucked the stitches a bit.
Then perfectly synchronized with the honking of a nearby traffic jam Yousif had a series of shocks and pain spikes, he started running around the place holding onto his head when he came to a stop.
Jerez was standing near him holding a big pole with a net on the end against his shoulder when it happened.
The stitches in Yousif’s head ripped open because of the pressure inside and a device came out that was creating beams of electricity that went into all kind of directions and were constantly shocking Yousif.
The clouds over head were rumbling, turning dark and blocked out the sun.
Yousif got struck by a bolt of lightning and fell into the pool which only made the device in his brain malfunction even more.
The pool worked as a perfect conductor and in an instant the electricity made its way to the water aerobic duo, killing them in a final heartbeat.
The pool cleaner watched all of this while taking another sip of his root beer.
