Foster’s Porn Story: Dreams Of The Blind Chapter 6

Roulette

The
blinding lights and sounds of police lights turned a street into a
cesspool of panic and fear. The body bathed in splashes of blood was
gazed upon by hundreds of shocked citizens, their eyes recoiling in
tear soaked horror. The dark, whispering voices the medics uttered
words of fear and doubt.

Doesnt
look good

Shes
really messed up

Critical
condition repeat, critical condition

Frankie
had been struck by a speeding car, originally going to strike Mac.
The young woman barely showed signs of life as her blood splattered
hands nervously twitched under the wires and tubes circulating in
her. Machines and plastic masks were smothered all over the once
cheery red head; it disgusted so many to see the sweet girl reduced
to such a state.

This
is all my fault

Macs
face was lost in a wave of emotional chaos, madness enveloped his
soul as reality, right, wrong, love, lust, and fantasy, had dissolved
into a sea of insanity. Everything he knew or cared about was now
gone, gone because his heart was as blind as he was.

A police
officer blinked and called to the boy Hey kid, you there with the
brown hair, did you see what happened?.

The young
child gasped in horror and simply turned around, Mac frantically dove
into the teaming mass of people, vanishing without a trace. The cop
growled in frustration as he swatted people to the side, trying to
find the boy that fled. Mac gasped for air as he pumped his young
legs into a feverish jog, his young arms and legs weakly pushing
harder and faster to escape.

Meanwhile
back at Fosters

HELLLLLO
Frankie, where are you, I made a mess and I need you to clean it up
already Bloo shouted.

The
hyperactive blue blob pouted with obvious disappointment. Bloo was to
terribly bored and depressed without Mac, but now not even Frankie
was around to scold him when he did something bad or clean up his
messes.

Bloo
groaned Hey guys, have you seen Frankie anywhere, theres this
nasty worms nest growing on this week old bag of potato chips I
have in my room and I.

But none
of the imaginary creatures, or little old Madame Foster seemed aware
of the small blue blobs existence. Everyone seemed totally stunned
and glued at the TV screen. Bloo growled and waved his fingerless
hands into the air, screaming at his friends to snap out of it.

Bloo
shouted HEY, whats with you guys?.

Wilt
sobbingly whimpered Its just too awful for words.

Eduardo
cried BWAHHH I want my senorita back.

Coco
chirped Coco.

Bloo
blinked strangely at what everyone was staring and crying at, Madame
Foster stifled a sniffle and glared at Bloo, her glasses fogged up
with tears. Bloo has never seen the old gal like this.

Bloo,
are you totally blind, havent you been watching? Madame Foster
said.

The blue
creature returned a most bewildering gaze at the daffy old woman,
Bloo had no idea what was going on. He turned his gaze to the TV
screen as a news break suddenly appeared.

It
seems Francis Foster, better known as Frankie, was struck by an
unidentified vehicle going at least 65 miles an hour in a 45 hour
zone

Now
despite the fact the car was stolen and the speed limit differences,
it seems Ms. Foster dove in front of the speeding car on PURPOSE

Eye
witnesses are sketchy but reports indicate she was trying to push
something or someone out of the way of the speeding car

There
is no word on who she was trying to save at this time, Ms. Foster is
now in critical condition and is currently resting at Memorial Hall
Hospital.

Her
injuries include severe cranial fractures, broken ribs, and a
powerful trauma to the head. Doctors say it is doubtful she
will survive the night

Reporting
live for WTD Channel 6 news, Im Daniel Sweeney

Panted
gasps of exhausted cold air emptied from Macs hollowed lungs, his
young body racked with emotional and mental pain. Hours seemed to
have flown by like minutes. Mac rubbed his face clean of his
drenching sweat, though shocked to discover it felt as cold as ice.
The young boy was in no state of mind to talk to the cops, he feared
it would only make things worse for both him and Frankie. Frankies
body flashed vividly in Macs mind.

Oh good
GodWHAT HAVE I DONE? Mac shrieked to the heavens.

A series
of footsteps jittered Mac from his deluded state of sadness and pain,
the boy gasped and tightly hugged the curve of the alleyway wall. Mac
curiously looked to the people walking past the alleyway, he gasped,
it was his friends from Fosters. Wilt, Coco, Eduardo, Madame
Foster, and Bloo, they were all heading towards the hospital.

Mac
whispered If they knew the truth, theyd never speak to me
again.

Bloo
blinked as the faint sound of his creators voice lightly ringed in
his ears, the blue blob turned his curious eyes to the alleyway. Mac
gasped and vanished into the darkness. Bloo frowned a bit at this
confusion; he could have sworn he just heard Mac a second ago.

Wilt
called out to Bloo Hey Bloo, come on, weve gotta get going.

Bloo
nodded Y-y-yeah, okay, Im coming.

The
Imaginary friends entered the hospital and quickly asked to see how
Frankie was doing. Mac secretly watched his friends at the front
desk, noticing some kind of argument starting with one of the
hospital staff.

They
must have some kind of rule with having imaginary friends in the
hospital Mac thought to himself.

Madame
Foster scowled at the hospital nurse and angrily struck the man in
the shin bones with the cane. The nurse cried out in pain and
reluctantly allowed them to go in, Mac quickly ran to the far side of
the hospital wall, hoping to find some kind of window he could look
through. The boys dark brown hair slowly crawled up the ledge of
the window as he stood up tall.

Crap
Mac gasped.

The boy
quickly ducked down as he spotted Eduardo and the others already in
the room, he bit his lip nervously. Mac slowly reached up one of his
white sleeved arms and gently pushed the window open a crack. The
young boy then leaned in close, and tried to hear what his friends
were talking about.

Eduardo
sobbed Oh Senorita Frankie, dont leave poor Eduardo all alone.

Wilt
nodded and gently patted the purple monster, rubbing his shaggy,
hairy back.

Madame
Foster shook her head The doctors say her noggin is banged up
pretty good, they dont know if shes ever going to wake up and
even if she doesshe might not be the same girl we all know and
love.

Wilt
protested But the doctor said coma patients have a 50/50 chance of
getting better, so shes got a good chance of waking up
right.right?.

Bloo
sighed I always thought shed be around to take of usalways.

The
airplane, bird creature known as Coco simply cried and buried her red
colored beak into Frankies bed. The bird creatures tears
splashed around Frankies blankets softly. Madame Foster took Coco
by the wing and gently guided her outside of the room, Eduardo and
the others soon followed. As soon as the others left, Mac yanked his
tiny body up and off the ground and onto the ledge. Mac opened up the
window all the way and quietly snuck in.

The sight
of the once beautiful, cheery, and feisty red head that had filled
Fosters with such cheer and love was almost sickening to Mac now.
The young boy couldnt believe what had happened to his friend.
Frankies eyes remain closed shut, her snow white lips encased in a
plastic mask, attached to a compressor pumping air into her lungs.
Bruises and small cuts shaped Frankies once adorable and
attractive face, her voice, shrill and weak.

The faint
sounds of her breathing offered little comfort to the disturbing
story her body had endured. Red and blue wires attached to small,
white wrist like devices were strapped around Frankies smooth
skinned hands. The loud beep of Frankies fading heartbeat rang
eerily loud in Macs mind. Macs eyes stared down at his hands,
tear drops splashed upon his trembling digits as he shuddered in
horror. The boy couldnt believe he had done this.

FrankieBlooGodplease
forgive me

I know, how I
feel when I’m around you,
I don’t know, how I feel when I’m around
you,
Around you,

Left a message but it ain’t a bit of
use,
I have some pictures, the wild might be the deuce,
Today
you saw, you saw me, you explained,
Playing the show and running
down the plane,

I know, how I feel when I’m around you,
I
don’t know, how I feel when I’m around you,
I, I know, how I feel
when I’m around you,
I don’t know, how I feel when I’m around
you,
Around you, around you, around you

I, I know, how I
feel when I’m around you,
I don’t know, how I feel when I’m around
you,
I, I know, how I feel when I’m around you,
I don’t know,
how I feel when I’m around you,
Around you, around you, around
you, around you

(Roulette
lyrics by System of a down)