So you think you can write!: BEAUTIFUL MONSTER

So you think you can write!: BEAUTIFUL MONSTER: Beautiful Monster Haylie sits in the stall of the ladies bathroom. On the edge and can't wait another second for her fix. Nauseous, lighthe...

BEAUTIFUL MONSTER

Beautiful Monster

Haylie sits in the stall of the ladies bathroom. On the edge and can't wait another second for her fix. Nauseous, lightheaded and sick, she takes off her shoe and slides the platform from the sole of her shoe to reveal a needle and a small piece of tin foil with her drug of choice. Heroin. Putting it in her arms or anyplace noticeable is not an option, even though at this moment she really doesn't care.
The needle goes in between her toes and her eyes roll up into her head. She is a pro when it comes to hiding her addiction, or so she thinks. The rush comes over her like an orgasm, but better. She is holding on the walls of the stall as if she was going to shoot up like a rocket if she did not hold on to something. Her alabaster skin felt smooth again. Her sickness has gone away. Her Strawberry blonde hair looked healthier, her big green eyes were clearer. She was transformed and felt like herself again.
"Haylie, they are calling for you" "You go on in 10 minutes.” Haylie smiles like a Cheshire cat to herself. "OK, I'll be right there". She lets go of the bathroom stall walls and takes some toilet paper to blow her nose. Thinking she has fooled everyone. While she stood and tried to steady herself , she felt a little dizzy from standing. Thinking it was because she stood too fast. Haylie pulls down her blue sequined gown and manages to leave the stall. She walks over to the sink and looks into the mirror. "Perfection" she thinks to herself. After blowing herself a kiss in the mirror ,she goes into the hall.
All of the girls were lined up against the wall , waiting with bated breath to show off their talents. Until Haylie caught their eye , then the stares and whispers began. Haylie thinks, "They all want to be me, I've got this in the bag." They were all adorned in their floor length ball gowns and aqua net frozen hair. Their teeth were covered with Vaseline to keep them smiling. makeup flawless. But like Haylie they all had their secrets. Some were anorexic, bulimic, had multiple abortions, and some were the biggest whores you ever met. But that day they were all beauty queens at the Shriner’s Miss California Beauty Contest, and they were all perfect.
Haylie's poisonous habits were beginning to catch up with her and unbeknownst to her it was no longer a secret. It was a well known fact about Haylie's heroine addiction and even though when she looked in the mirror she saw perfection everyone else saw what she really was. The drugs were fooling her to think that her metamorphosis into the woman she became did not go unnoticed. The only reason she was still being considered in the pageant circuit was because of her "friend" and dealer being the coordinator of the pageant. He supplied her with all the drugs she needed and kept her in the running for "favors". But he could not help her that day.
She walked down the hall as they called her name to perform her talent. Haylie was an accomplished singer and was hard to beat, when she wasn't high. The stage manager motioned for her to come quickly. He was a somewhat flamboyant gay man with a passion for pageants and order. As she approached, he stops her at the bottom of the stairs and looks at her. "What?" Haylie said impatiently. He smirks at her and hands her a tissue. "Wipe your nose honey, your demons are showing." she picks up the mirror that they keep backstage for the girls. Her nose had started to bleed. Frantically she grabbed more tissue and held them to her nose. Then she tears small people pieces and stuffs them up her nose.
"You don't have much time your on in 5 minutes" The stage manager says arms folded watching the chaos ensue. " shut up, your not helping!" She scowls as she stuffs more tissues up her nose. Haylie catches her composure and lets out a sigh of relief. Not realizing how ridiculous she looked with her nose filled with tissues. She then looks at the stage manager and says "see , now I am perfect again." He shakes his head in disgust and said " You are using the word perfect a little bit too loosely". He is then interrupted by someone speaking into his earpiece. " OK beauty queen, You are up"
Haylie smoothes the lap of her gown and breathes in and whispers "you are going to wow them." all the while the tissues in her nose are bulging. She steps forward to go on stage and stumbles. Haylie grabs the curtain to catch herself from falling. almost pulling the curtain down. The Stage manager tries to grab her "Wait a minute, are you sure you are ready to go out there?" trying to hold her up. But, she swats his hands away from her." I'm fine I just need a second". "You don't have a second , You are on Now!" she growls at him, "Shut up you has been, wanna be gay beauty queen,!" “I bet you are getting a real kick out of this. But remember baby, I have more talent in my little finger, than you have had in your whole miserable life."
He paused and looked into her eyes and saw the hatred and contempt filled within them. He raised his hands in surrender and backed away slowly. "It's your world, fall on your face if you want". " MISS HAYLIE WINTERS" the announcer proclaimed. Haylie steadied her feet while the other contestants began to gather behind the stage manager after hearing the commotion between them. It was like watching a train wreck , and they all wanted a front row seat. "MISS HAYLIE WINTERS!" They announced again impatiently. Haylie finally removed the bloody tissues from her nose, wiped one last time, and entered the stage.
A round of applause greeted her even after her fashionably late entrance. The grand piano was on the far end of the stage, but as Haylie approached it seemed to get farther and farther away. When she finally arrived at the piano, she immediately began to play as if her life depended on it. She then sang "You are beautiful".
She was spectacular!
All the girls that snickered and whispered behind her back were now in tears. Even the Stage manager had to stop and listen with respect to her talent. When she finished the audience roared. She stood in all her gloriousness. Proud and Perfect. She bowed and they applauded louder. Haylie began to walk off stage when unbeknownst to her, Her nose began to bleed heavily all over her dress. She waved to the crowd , but the crowd's faces began to look distorted. Her feet felt like cement as if she were walking in slow motion. The background music sounded warped.
The stage manager was off stage looking at her with his eyes widened as if he was about to run into an oncoming truck. He knew what was about to happen. Haylie looked over to him, and their eyes met. But before she could comprehend what was going on , she collapsed on stage. In front of thousands of spectators.
When the paramedics arrived she was already gone. The same girls that whispered behind her back mourned her. Some even said, “She was the most beautiful corpse they had ever seen.”


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Kimberly Davis

SORRY I HAVE BEEN GONE SO LONG.....

THING HAVE BEEN CRAZY BUT I'M BACKAND WILL TRY TO WRITE EVERYDAY......I PROMISE!