The Horrors of Humanity- The night intruders

The Horrors of Humanity-Night Intruders.

Warning this story has harsh and mature subject matter. Its not for the faint of heart or weak stomach that said if you keep reading enjoy. This series will have different characters for each story. The events portrayed in the story are all made up from my sick and twisted mind. Any resemblance to any real life incidents is just proof of the fucked up world we live in.

Never in a million years would I think I be in a hospital waiting to see if my wife would live or die while my daughter Anna who’s only eight years old would be so traumatized she can’t even speak and is suffering from temporary blindness. Let me back up a little bit my name is Trevor Glubolsky I’m a thirty four year old white male about five foot ten inches tall I been married to Molly for about ten years and have an eight year old daughter Anna. My life has always been typically average even from my childhood. You see I was never good looking enough or gifted in sports to be one of the popular kids and I also wasn’t smart or anti-social enough to be classified as a nerd. I was a B-C average student all my life even in college.

I always tried out for the basketball teams and was cut or rode the bench, but on my 3rd year of college I met my future wife Molly. I was riding then bench fidgeting around because my ass got sore and numb from sitting on a wooden bench someone should really invent a more comfortable bench. It was a done game my team was up by fourteen points and for some reason the coach threw me a bone and let me play for the last two minutes of the game. I was ecstatic but my ass was still asleep even so I got off the bench and shuffled my way to the court. I didn’t last long I guess they could tell I was the weak link of the team and the visiting team was a bunch of sore losers, because before I knew it I had tripped on one of there feet and they jammed an elbow to my face. Needless to say I was out on my back and dizzy as hell. That’s when I saw Molly who was over in the stands staring right at me.

Molly was a vision of pure beauty. She had long dark brown hair full voluptuous lips and big hazel eyes. She jumped down from the stands and tried to help me back to the bench with coach and a referee help. She was trying to help as much as she could but her psychology courses didn’t cover extensive first aid. I was out of the game but didn’t care having her nurse me back to health was great until she dabbled some rubbing alcohol on my cut lip. That woke me up out of my dream state real quick. She apologized by pressing my head into her soft and comforting B cup sweater covered breast. I was in heaven but I knew I had to lock it down and so I asked for her email and she gave it to me I was in I thought to myself.

After a few days on yahoo instant messager I got to know she was from a suburb not far from Chicago my home city. That gave me more things to ask and get to know her better. We both loved goofy movies that made no sense unless you were heavily stoned or wasted also we both were Cubs fans….ok I was a Sox fan but hell for her I root for the Lakers in a baseball game if she did too. After the third night on yahoo I asked her if she would like to go out. It took her a total of three minutes to reply back I thought she might be dying of laughter at me but she said yes. We agreed I’d pick her up on Friday night after classes and we go out in the city.

I didn’t have too bad of luck with getting laid but I was the best first dater. I took a few moves from my teammates who both had girlfriends and got laid from random chicks. I played the total jock asshole type I thought it was working but come to the end of a three course dinner a two bottles of champagne and Molly looked completely out of it and tired of me by the end of the date. After I drove her back to her dorm I felt like I totally blew it. I guess you need the looks and talent if you going to play the jock douchebag. I was about to walk back to my car when I said fuck it. I apologized to Molly for acting like a jerk and begged her to give me twenty five minutes to show her the real me. My groveling worked because she for some unknown reason gave me a second shot.

That twenty five minutes changed my life. Molly and me were together for the rest of our stay in college and eventually moved back to Chicago where she took a job offer as a school councillor and I had a office job. Two years later Molly had Anna and we decided to move out to the suburbs because..well if you been to Chicago you know why it’s not the best place to raise your child. We lived happily even after or we were supposed to anyways. Molly got had to quit her job to take care of Anna I was stuck in the same office job eight years later. We weren’t the riches family but we pulled threw at the end of every month…barely.

I wasn’t much of a drinker but sometimes I stayed out late with the guys from the office and drank a few cold ones while watching a game in a sports bar. No big deal and Molly never seemed to mind. Even if I stayed out all night on Fridays and to be honest I should’ve suspected something but things were ok with Molly and me so I figured if I didn’t need to know everything it’s probably for the best. Things carried on like this since Anna was six years old I stay out with the guys drinking and sometimes gambling and Molly would stay with Anna or so I thought. Little did I know that Molly was more then happy to have me out for a day and a half every week.