Teaser for you

The Case of Billy B.

Well, you get movie trailers, so I thought I'd give a book teaser, the first three chapters of the first draft. Comments and critique are welcome, as after all, this is just a draft.

The Case of Billy B. By Cindy Vine

Louis MacNeice - Prayer before Birth

I am not yet born; O hear me.

Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the

club-footed ghoul come near me.

I am not yet born, console me.

I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,

with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,

on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.

I am not yet born; provide me

With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talk

to me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light

in the back of my mind to guide me.

I am not yet born; forgive me

For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my words

when they speak me, my thoughts when they think me,

my treason engendered by traitors beyond me,

my life when they murder by means of my

hands, my death when they live me.

I am not yet born; rehearse me

In the parts I must play and the cues I must take when

old men lecture me, bureaucrats hector me, mountains

frown at me, lovers laugh at me, the white

waves call me to folly and the desert calls

me to doom and the beggar refuses

my gift and my children curse me.

I am not yet born; O hear me,

Let not the man who is beast or who thinks he is God

come near me.

I am not yet born; O fill me

With strength against those who would freeze my

humanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automaton,

would make me a cog in a machine, a thing with

one face, a thing, and against all those

who would dissipate my entirety, would

blow me like thistledown hither and

thither or hither and thither

like water held in the

hands would spill me.

Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.

Otherwise kill me.

Chapter 1 - Billy

Darkness. No light filtering in, just a heavy blackness so that you have to feel your way around. Nothing to do, just closed up in this confined space. It smells kind of musty. The noise is continuous. Whoever said it was silent in the dark? It’s like some sort of sound chamber where you can test out different music systems and check for the sound quality. The noises and sounds come from all over, penetrating my thoughts, preventing me from sleep. Ticks, beats, gurgles, wooshing. Life in surround sound.

And then I hear it, the noise I dread the most. Arguing, shouting, fighting. Muffled sounds still loud enough to enter my space and invade my ears. I am protected in my sound chamber. I know that I am safe, but still I feel my heart beats faster as the muffled sounds escalate outside my sanctum. My muscles tense, I am ready to hit back and defend myself if attacked.

Footsteps, I hear a door slam and a car start up in the drive. My world is shaken as the sobbing starts. I wish I could offer some comfort, but I don’t know how, trapped as I am in this dark cave of mine. I reach out, but I can't touch them. There is a barrier keeping me locked in my space. Pulling on the cord will not release me. I have tried that before. A momentary feeling of panic before I brace myself for what I know is going to come. I close my eyes and push my feet against the wall to stop myself from being thrown around my chamber, as the punches start.

Chapter 2 - Carly

“Why? Why? Why?” Carly shouts as she punches her swollen belly. “Why did I fall pregnant?” Carly turns sideways and looks at herself in the hall mirror. “My figure, gone! Friggin gone!” Carly gives her rounded belly another punch before collapsing to the ground in a heap.

There’s nothing she can do. The baby was planned. It’s not like it was an accident or something. They met at a twenty first-birthday party and didn’t wait long before slipping away from the rest of the party and heading off into the bushes. Sex, should have just stayed as sex, but no, she had to go the whole hog and get married. Luckily, the bastard was away most of the time, fighting for God and America and who knows who else. She could continue stripping, making extra cash, no worries. Then he came back from Kuwait and wanted a baby.

Carly wiped her tear-streaked face on the sleeve of her over-sized sweatshirt. She could have said no. She should have said no. She should have told him about the others. Hell, life as an army bride was lonely. She was too young to be alone. But, now he was back, and she was pregnant. He expected her to be a one-man woman. But the excitement, the mad adrenalin rush when you slept with another man in your husband’s bed, was too mind-blowingly awesome to ever stop. And now, some of her regular lovers were put off by the pregnancy. “Damn!” she punched her belly one last time before getting up to her feet and walking across the hall to the little bathroom where she washed the tears off her face.

“Maybe I must just stop with the others until this thing is out,” mumbled Carly subconsciously running her fingers through her hair as she stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She noticed that her face seemed to be getting rounder, and there was just the slightest hint of a double-chin appearing. “He wants this damn thing, he can have it, then I can have my life back again. That’s all I am, a fucking incubator!” Carly turned around when she heard the front door slam. Obviously, he had only driven to the bottom of the driveway and then back again. Carly sighed. It was always like this. Every day there was a row about something. Her drinking alcohol when pregnant, her flirting with his friends, her not bothering to cook for him, the house always being a mess, when she thought about it, the list was endless. The marriage was obviously not going the way he had planned either. "Well tough, it's not like I'm having a fun time either!" Carly washed her tear-streaked face and took one last look at herself in the mirror. "Hmm, must I meet you with my sad depressed face, my fake smile or my 'I don't give a fuck about you or what you think' face?"

“Carly! Carly!” Chris called frantically as he bumped into the side table next to the front door, “I’m sorry I shouted and got so mad. I just want us to be a family. I know you didn’t cheat on me. Jeez, I’m just a jealous bastard. I’m sorry, okay?” Chris held out his arms for Carly as she stood in the doorway of the bathroom. She didn't walk over to him straight away, decided to make him sweat a little bit. Carly folded her arms across her breasts and tried to look nonchalant. Her heart was beating so hard when she saw the agonised look of pain on Chris's face. He always made her feel guilty with that look.

Carly walked over to Chris, a tight smile on her face, and lay her head on his strong chest. If only you knew, she thought to herself, feeling Chris go hard as she rubbed herself against him. Men are just so predictable. An accidental feel in the groin area, and they forget what they were arguing about. Sex is quite a useful tool, Carly gave a grim little smile. She'd learnt all the different ways that sex could be used to get what you want. It could be used as a distraction, for revenge, for power, to allay guilt and to persuade someone to give you something that you want. Of course, sex could be for enjoyment as well. Some say it's all to do with love. Carly didn't believe that for a minute. Then there was sex for procreation purposes. Carly unfolded her arms and rubbed her belly.

“Are you sure if we have sex now, we won’t hurt the baby?” Chris whispered in Carly’s ear, as if he was afraid the baby might hear his question.

“Maybe we shouldn’t,” whispered Carly back, thinking that she hadn’t had time to shower yet after an early morning visit from the marine next door when Chris was at the gym working out. “I read somewhere that if we have sex this far into the pregnancy, the baby will get brain damage. Something about the penis pressing against the baby’s soft skull or something.” Carly smirked, pleased with her creative lie. She quickly wiped the smirk off her face when she saw a flicker of disappointment quickly replaced with a smile of understanding from Chris.

“It’s okay, Carly,” said Chris. “I’ll just take a cold shower. Friends? Do you forgive me?” He stared at Carly for a minute, waiting to see whether or not she’d changed her mind. But Carly was already heading into the kitchen to get herself a beer from the fridge. The cold liquid would be sure to cure all woes, and make her feel better for conning Chris again. God, he was so bloody gullible, and so eager to please. Pathetic really, thought Carly as she held the cold beer can against her cheek.

“You shouldn’t be drinking alcohol. It’s not good for the baby,” muttered Chris over his shoulder as he headed off to the shower.

Carly opened her beer and gave the finger to Chris’s retreating back. “Frigging righteous bastard,” she sneered as Chris shut the bathroom door behind him. “Who died and made him God? Just because he helped make a baby doesn’t give him the right to control my life. Bastard.” Carly took a sip of the beer and enjoyed the cool sensation of the golden brown liquid going down her throat. The truth was, she was tired of being married, tired of being an army wife and tired of being pregnant. “When this thing is out, I’m gone,” she muttered taking a noisy slurp from the bottle of beer.

Chapter 3 - Chris

Okay, I'm shallow. I am attracted to girls with long slim legs, big breasts and who are stunningly attractive. I'm not going to say that it's the eyes, the lovely smile or the award-winning personality that does it for me. For me, it's always been the outside package. Man, I just want all the other guys to be jealous and look up to me and see what I've got that they haven't got. I was the one good enough to score such a hot-looking chick. Out of all the available men at that wedding, and believe you me there were a lot, Carly chose me. It was a military wedding so there were squadrons of good-looking fresh-faced young guys walking around with their bottles of beer getting slowly plastered. A walking man-menu for a delectable female to choose from. Granted, I do work out and I do believe that I am not too shabby myself. You might think that I'm full of myself, but I am just stating the facts. There were not many women at the wedding, not many hot ones at all, and Carly - well, she stood out from the rest. I think I fell in love the minute she caught my eye and smiled and flicked her long hair over her shoulder. I knew then, at that moment, that Carly was The One.

I think I started to feel myself start getting a hard on while I was just walking towards her, before any words had even been exchanged. I knew that I wanted her more than anything. And when she did speak, the tone and timbre of her voice twisted my heart in knots. God, she was so sexy. I knew for sure, that I would love her and she'd cause me pain, but I still wanted her, if that makes any sense. It was like, I had no control of myself, and I can't remember much else about that wedding. I introduced myself, she said her name was Caroline but everybody called her Carly. She made the flowers in the garden seem more beautiful, the sun shine brighter and the sky appear bluer. Talking to Carly helped me blot out the harsh realities of life as a professional soldier. We flirted. We laughed. We went behind some bushes and coupled madly like rutting dogs. It was great. I wanted to get married before my next posting. All my friends were getting married and I didn't want to be left behind. It just seemed the right thing to do at the time and I wanted to make sure that Carly belonged to me. I saw the way the other guys looked at her, and I knew that when I went away again, she'll have been snapped up by somebody else.

We got married and life was good. We made the decision to have a baby and start a family. Then I got posted to Panama and I sensed that things had changed between us. I'm not sure if she was bored without me, but sometimes I didn't hear from her for days. I was stuck in Panama and completely helpless as there was no way I could get hold of her. You know how you panic and expect the worst? Well, I imagined she'd been murdered by an intruder and was lying in a pile of dry blood slowly decomposing while I was on deployment in Panama. Eventually, I managed to contact her friend who told me that Carly had gone away for a weekend with another friend. God, why doesn't she let me know these things.

I can feel myself becoming more and more paranoid. Who is her other friend? Why doesn't she let me know where she is and where she's going? What is she hiding from me? When I speak to her on the phone I try and analyse every little nuance, any little clue that she might be up to no good. God, I am becoming so supicious, I hate myself for that. But, I love Carly and I'm so looking forward to becoming a dad. You hear all these horror stories about miscarriages and I'm terrified she'll lose the baby. I just wish that she'd stop drinking, be more careful and be a little more excited about the pregnancy. This is the worst part of being deployed. You have no control over your loved ones back home. So even though you're married and have friends, the anxiety makes you feel as if you are the loneliest person in the world.

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Am I dead, yet? 7 years ago

omg Cindy! this scares the shiz outta me! I like. I like very much. opening with 'Chp 1: Billy' is fantastic, wonderful imagery, I was trying to figure out where he was until the very last sentence, and the opening to 'Chp 2: Carly.' Then on to 'Chp 3: Chris', he seem like a rational fellow, seems he has genuine concern for Carly. You introduced me to characters I am already worried about what will become of them...this is definitely, my kind of story.

Cindy, omg...omg...omg 0.0*

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Gypsy Willow 7 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand

Love the starting poem, The characters make me feel uneasy. Interesting hub!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

AIDY, am pleased you like it. I'm thinking of posting chapters as I go along.

Gypsy, I'm glad that the characters made you feel uneasy, as that means I've done my job.

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blondepoet 7 years ago from australia

Oh Cindy I think you are onto something here...I am already roped in.

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ralwus 7 years ago

Love the poem cindy, I knew what was going on right off in the womb. then the shit hit the fan. Don't like Carly and am not sure about Chris yet. It is unsettling and I can see how this can be from a true story too. How did you come to this writing about an American Soldier and his whorish bride? Chris was not using the proper head was he?

Oh, I am so glad you never quit. hugs now good beginning too

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Teresa McGurk 7 years ago from The Other Bangor

I'll be interested to see where these well-drawn characters go next, emotionally. You certainly got the conflict bit down!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Blonde, CC and Teresa. Next instalment tomorrow. I'm going to try and publish what I've written each day. This is the only way I can think of to write my book and continue to hub.

CC, this is a work of fiction, ahem, just clearing my throat, wink, wink.

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Not Telling 7 years ago from Eastern Nowhere

Excellent characters, Cindy. I'll be looking forward to more of the story.

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ralwus 7 years ago

OK, if you say so. *wink* ;p

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Not Telling, the next three chapters will be tomorrow.

CC, you know

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Jodi Hoeksel 7 years ago

I really enjoyed this. Starting with the poem seems to create an emotional surge to grasp the dramatic nature of the story. I am eager to see how the story unfolds.

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Hawkesdream 7 years ago from Cornwall

made me feel a little uneasy, kept waiting for something..haha..but that is to come, isn't it? Will deff follow this Cindy.

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Jodi and Hawkes, thanks for dropping by and taking the time to comment. I'm quite happy with the beginning and am hoping I can sustain it.

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blondepoet 7 years ago from australia

Cindy I too can suddenly see something else going on here like C.C

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Are you still in the detective mode, BP? If you think you see something, don't say it here, rather email me. Paranoia you know.

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blondepoet 7 years ago from australia

No Cindy detective mode has gone on holidays LMAO. I will mail you soon for sure hehe

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Ok Blonde, thank God for that! My tooth broke off!

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Mardi 7 years ago from Western Canada and Texas

Wow this is a great read so far - looking foward to the next chapter!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Thanks Mardi, next part is out as Teaser part two

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Janetta 7 years ago

Very good Cindy! I don't like Carly one bit and am finding myself feeling sorry for Chris. and the baby of course. Heading over to read the second teaser now.... :)

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AEvans 7 years ago from SomeWhere Out There

Well, well that was wonderful and I hope all is well with you know who. Keep the story coming as it is something that I would definitely follow. :)

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Janetta and AE, thanks for your input! Hopefully, I'll be able to develop the characters further. But, there are some surprises ahead.

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Charia Samher 7 years ago

I was in teasers for you part2 and it led me here, as it is obvious there is a part1 lol! The story was great, very interesting! Off to part2!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Thanks for stopping by, Charla!

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Azur Moon Wolf 7 years ago

I like how you're writing from each character's point of view. Can't wait to read more!

Only thing I noticed was Carly said they met at a 21st birthday party and Chris said they met at a wedding, but maybe this was intentional because most men usually get these details mixed up?

Anyway - loved it! Off to part duas!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Thanks Azur, might have to change that!

thinking out loud 7 years ago

Very good. not normally my type of read, but i enjoyed it. reminds me of the kind of girl i hope my son never meets, let alone marries. and, that he never turns out as shallow as the guy. Please don't kill off the baby unless it is absoultely necessary.

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

I;ll keep that in mind TAL

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caitlinlea 7 years ago from Texas

I love it!! Looking forward to reading more....:-)

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Caitlin! Am glad the story managed to grab you!

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lxxy 7 years ago from Beneath, Between, Beyond

I like your writing style a lot...if you ever want a proof reader I'd be happy to help. ;) Maybe we could trade, 'cause I need some proof readers for my work, as well.

As it is..I like the poem in the beginning, and I like the stream-of-conscious happenings. This pulls you along in a fast paced crazy tantrum.

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Thanks Ixxy, I can always use another proof reader. I'd be happy to proofread your work. There are four more parts of this story, you might want to check out on HP. Now, I'm working on the rest, I just put the first 5 parts out! To read to the end one will have to buy the book lol!

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lxxy 7 years ago from Beneath, Between, Beyond

Haha, clever marketing strategy. ;)

I'm hoping to make my money through ads on HP, though I'm not at all against putting out a PDF and/or doing a limited run to sign copies for people. I've already got a couple requests for it. ;)

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Yeah Ixxy it is hard to market though. Every hub has an amazon as for my book Stop the world I need to pee, and I've only picked up one sale since I've been here!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Thanks Firead!

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Christoph Reilly 7 years ago from St. Louis

Wow. Great work. The beginning is horrible and frightening, and I have met people just like Carly and Chris....I always was a sucker! Keep it up. I want to follow the story!

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cindyvine 7 years ago from Cape Town Author

Hi Christoph! The next four parts are already published as hubs! Check them out!

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