Webstories are created, free short stories I may post from time-to-time on my website or other online portals. Below is a horror webstory called 'NO MORE MAKEUP FOR THE CLOWN'. It is rated-R due to horror atmosphere. Created and written by; JAMES D. WATKINS. Enjoy!!!!!
NO MORE MAKEUP FOR THE CLOWNS
The travelling circus has been a long running institution. The main attractions was made up of so-called side-show freaks. The side-show attractions were men and women that tried to lead normal lives outside the travelling circus. One in particular was nicknamed 'the clown'. He was named the 'clown' because he was born with permament makeup on his face. Well it wasn't really makeup it was actually a deformed cell pigmentation on his face that gave the impression it was makeup. He was picked on and called the 'clown' by others as he was growing up. He was discovered by a travelling circus promoter one day who wanted to exploit him in a side-show. The promoter offered big money and the 'clown' accepted. The name 'clown' stuck because the promoter would use it to advertise his travelling circus featuring the 'clown'.
The living relatives of the 'clown' was against him being exploited in an inhumane way. That didn't seem to bother the promoter who went ahead with his plans. It didn't seem to bother the 'clown' either because he went along with it. As the travelling circus became his new life, the clown to adapt to it. The long hours. Living in shabby hotels. He thought to himself that he is being looked upon as a freak. A question came to him; 'What's the difference between him being treated as a freak now versus when he wasn't a freak'? One answer came to his mind. Money. At least now he was getting paid for people to look, laugh, be in awe, or be scared when they looked at him. He felt perplexed about the situation. At the same time he was beginning to feel empowered by this situation. People, no matter how they felt after they saw him, were coming to see HIM. Him only. This was satisfaction. Even though it was a human spectacle, it still was satisfaction.
Lynda began the day as any normal day. Being voted 'most smartest and most likely too succeed' didn't seem to affect her daily routine. She had her daily agenda planned out; get groceries, pick-out clothes, get hair done, pick up grandma and go to the travelling circus with Brandon. Travelling circus? She had never been to a circus period and she was curious. It also didn't hurt that the cutest boy in her class asked her. Brandon was fawned over from afar by most of the girls in Lynda's class. Lynda thought he was good-looking but never showed any interest in him. For Brandon's part he had a crush on Lynda and took a leap of faith asking her out. Once she said yes he was relieved. He also never been to a travelling circus and thought it would be a good idea to take her. The date was set for them both to attend the travelling circus after they had a quick dinner.
As their date drew closer they both were getting nervous. Lynda was all aware that if her classmates spotted her and Brandon out together that would start the rumor mill. In a way she didn't care. All through high school she has had to watch her every step. Her father ran for a seat on the county's legislation board every year and she knew how important appearances were. Even though he had never a seat, Lynda was aware the public scrutiny that befell her and her family. Anything she does will be blown up to outrageous proportions. She never dated much. The offers were there but she never took them up. Until now. She considered Brandon a decent guy and considered him reputable. Besides, she figure it would be cool to see the travelling circus with someone.
That evening they arrive at the circus. It was heavily promoted so the turnout was huge. 1,000 people were estimated to attend. It exceeded at least more than double that number. The side-show was scheduled at the end of the circus. Once the circus was over then the audience were led out of the tent into a single line. The side-show was an additional admission price so the promoter was making money from 2 avenues; the circus and the side-show. The long-standing tradition was that the acts in the side-show lived as a family community unit. Food, lodging and clothes were provided by the promoter. The accommodations of these necessities were always below standard because the promoter always went the cheapest route. The pay to the acts were also below standard. Whenever an act protested about pay and living conditons the promoter always mades sure to point out the physical deformities of the act whose protesting how they are living. The promoter reminded them that in society they would be scorn and feared. By staying with the circus they would be provided for a feel 'normal'. The promoter used their insecurities against them and it worked everytime. It was working with this troup as well. Even though unrest about the situation began to move among this troup, no one approached the promoter about it. Clown was different. Since his physical deformities were the most noticeable he received top-billing when it was time for the side-show. As far as the rest of the acts were concerned he received top-pay too. But he knew what he was getting paid was well below what he should be earning. He and the promoter had several heated discussions about the situation. The promoter was sensing arrogance on the Clown's part and the Clown was sensing thievery on the promoters part. The financial discussions always ended the same way; the promoter would pretend to have another meeting and leave the Clown. This only fueled the Clown's anger.
All the acts were in their respected cages waiting for the masses to look upon them. The first act was a man that grew a small tail out of his anus. Another one was a woman that had claws for hands. Another woman had a small third eye embedded in the back of her skull. All of them led up to the Clown. It has always been said that there has always been something sinister and creepy about a clown. Their fake smile painted on their faces. The heavy eyeliner and lip gloss. The way their eyes are distorted by makeup. Take all of that and multiply it and you have what the Clown looked like. As he grew older, his skin was stretching in odd ways making his features appear sunken in. Even the promoter couldn't look him in the eye without being distracted by it.
The Clown did what he had always done; pose, turn and make faces behind his glass room so the audiences could take pictures. No audience member could talk to the acts. The Clown was one of 3 acts that had a glass covering. The rest had cages. The Clown had seen thousands and thousands of faces and doesn't remember not one of them. Until now. When the Clown sees Lynda he is curious and captivated by her. As Lynda and Brandon look at the Clown he is looking at them too. Lynda gets a little creeped out and asks Brandon to go. As they walk off the Clown notices Brandon wearing his school jacket. As stated previously, the Clown doesn't remember anyone who came and saw him until now. He makes a mental note of the name of Brandon's school jacket.
That night the Clown becomes obsessed with his memory of Lynda. Tossing and turning he cannot sleep. While the other acts are sleeping, Clown breaks the curfew rules and sneaks out. He rubs a flesh color cream on his face and hands. The flesh color cream only attempts to make the Clown look normal. He still looks odd and deformed. Clown knows it and that's why he almost never uses it. He walks around at night in the neigborhood. He comes across a 24 hour gas station and goes inside. The gas attendant looks up and is immediately started at the Clown's appearance. The Clown asks for a phone book. The attendant doesn't ask any questions and gives the Clown the phone book. The Clown begins to search under schools and comes across the name of the school that was on Brandon's jacket.
As the sun rises, Clown awaits across the street of that school. Overnight he slept inside the porch of a house that faced the school. After he looked up the school's name he went there and waited. He knew school opens up early the next morning and so he figures he could get a good look at Lynda. He hasn't been back to the circus since last night. The promoter knows it. Each morning the promoter does a bed search of each of his acts. Each act represents money to him and if an act gets hurt outside the circus, he loses money. Once he found out Clown hasn't slept in his bed all night he becomes furious. Missing acts equaled missing profits for him. This did not concern the Clown.
As the rolls of school buses pulled up to the school, Lynda along with other students get out. Once he notices her the Clown becomes single-minded. He has never had a relationship with a woman of any kind. This is new to him. He approaches the school carefully as to not draw attention to his oddly facial cream. He watches as she goes into the building and passes through room to room. Noticing security guards he backs away. Obsession has taken over him. He must watch her every move, no matter what.
As the school day ends all students leave the way they came. Clown stayed his position the whole day. After an hour passed when the majority of the students has left, Lynda, Brandon and another female walk out. They were in an after school program for the top G.P.A. in each class subject. The female leaves them to go home. Brandon notices Clown standing across the street looking at them. He tells Lynda and both are creeped out by it. Clown gets a good look at Lynda and becomes even more fascinated with her. Brandon makes cracks about the Clown's appearances and apparent watching habits of the Clown and that he's the oddity from that side-show they recently went to. He and Lynda then leave while Brandon keeps looking back at the Clown. The Clown feels nothing but a hot hatred for Brandon. He has been picked on many times before but it was never in front of a woman he liked.
The sun is setting. Clown arrives back at the circus. He knows the promoter will be angry at him and he doesn't care. A heated argument erupts between them. It is 2 hours before the crowd begins to show up and the promoter knows he has to get everything and everybody in shape before then. Lately the promoter has been sensing and challenging mood in the Clown. The Clown would challenge him on almost everything he says. The Clown's insecurities have grown into an arrogance that doesn't care anymore. He knows what he looks like and what he is. People wait in line to see him. He knows the promoter needs him. As they argue, all the other performers watch in disbelief. They never saw the Clown like this. A raging man who is not listening to one word the promoter is saying. What is most shocking of all is when Clown pushes the promoter onto the ground. The promoter barks hard but his bite had no teeth. Clown knew that but he still got physical with him. He storms out and vowing to kill the promoter if he ever stands in his way again.
The school's football team practices late at night. Having no where to go, Clown goes to the school grounds. He watches the team practice from afar. Once Brandon takes off his helmet Clown spots him and disappears. As practice ends an hour later, the players head into the showers. Brandon is the last to leave the showers. He makes a phone call in the hallway. When finished he heads towards the exit. Footsteps are heard behind him but there's no one there. Brandon turns to the east exit and sees a hooded figure blocking the exit. Brandon keeps walking when the hooded figure's head pops off. It was a science skeleton that someone dressed up in a hood. Brandon jumps at first but when he sees the skeleton he laughs at the absurdity of the joke. As he turns a sharp spike is thrust right into his mouth and comes out the back of his head. Death is not instant. He has a chance to look directly into the eyes of his killer. Blood pours from his open mouth and through the back of his head. The pike pins him to the school wall which has the painting of the school logo on it.
The next school day is a maddening scene with police cars, ambulance trucks and school officials patrolling school grounds and the neighborhoods for Brandon's killer. Brandon's boby was found by the morning janitor. The killer didn't even bother to clean none of the blood. When the cops searched his body they noticed that his phone, date and address book was missing. The school closed because of what happened. The local media reported it before the school counselors had a chance to notify all the parents of the kids. Besides the gruesome murder there was another disturbing fact. Brandon's face was practically peeled off from his neck on up. It was an unusual ritual that baffled the cops and detectives.
Upon hearing what happened, Lynda has been in her room the whole day. Her parents tried getting her to come out and talk but she won't, she can't. She was finally getting close to someone only to have their life snuffed out in a gruesome manner and for no apparent reason. The detectives talked to her and it's the same story as with Brandon's teammates; Brandon was at practice and had planned to go home afterwards. He wasn't planning to meet anyone. He had no apparent enemies. Shocked, devastation and fear begin to grip this small community as the news of his murder spread. Nothing like this has never happened here before and the detectives were determined to find and persecute the person responsible for this.
The promoter awaits for the Clown at the entrance of his room. He is beyond being pissed-off. He feature act walked out on him last night and he didn't make as nearly as much money as he would've had had the Clown been there. When the circus was over and word got out the 'natural born Clown' wasn't in the side-show the majority of the audience left. The promoter doesn't like to lose money especially when it's over one of his 'freaks' as he called them. Hours go by before the promoter gets up and goes outside. Hearing a munching sound he turns and sees the Clown crouching under a shed eating some meat. Instantly the argument erupts over what happened the previous night. The promoter grabs Clown by the neck and starts shaking him. As the Clown tries to break free a bloody rag drops out of his inner pocket. The promoter lets go of his neck and backs up in shock. He picks up the rag and looks up at the Clown. The Clown swings a shovel and bashes the promoters head in. He gets overly excited at the sight of his blood and continues to hit him in his head in a zealous fashion. Once he is done he drops the body in a ditch and buries it using the same shovel he used while just killing him. Taking out the bloody rag he pushes it inside the promoters lifeless hands and finishes dumping dirt on him.
Over 24 hours have gone by and the detectives have no fingerprints but they do have a statement from the gas attendant that a man with weird makeup came by on the night of the murder asking for a phone book. At this point the detectives are taking anything that will help them get a lead on the case. From the gas station they backtrack and talk with anyone who lives in that area to see if they remember anyone around that time-frame. The trail eventually leads them to the travelling circus. They approach the trailer office of the promoter but can't find anyone to answer the door. They go around to the back to take a look. The 'acts' were trained to never open their doors to no one without the promoter present. Something by one of the sheds leads the detectives to get a search warrant. It's the keychain of the promoter and it has blood on it. Hopefully this could be the first evidence in the case.
During this saddening time, Lynda has been spending lots of time with her family and Brandons family. She is finally coming to grips with what happened. Later that night she takes a stroll outside her house. Due to the atmosphere of what happened, she is advised to stay near home. Heading back to her house she sees a hooded figure at the end of the sidewalk. The person calls out her name. She turns for a detour but the figure follows her while calling out her name. The figure then says Brandons name and she stops and turns. As the hand of the person pulls back the hood it is Brandon's face. Lynda is confused and scared. The person tells her that he was attacked by a circus clown, a freak of nature. Lynda gets closer but doesn't understand what's going on. The person tells Lynda he fell in love with her the first time he saw her at the side-show. At this point Lynda is completely confused. She met Brandon at school and not at some side-show. Then before Lynda could react, the person jumps on top of her and pins her down. Lynda screams and tries to fight off the person. She scratches his face and starts pulling pieces of his flesh off with her fingernails. This is not Brandon. It is the Clown and he was wearing the sking of Brandon's face. Lynda screams even harder when she sees this. The real face of who did this is being shown and it is not pretty. The Clown struggles and finally punches her unconscious. He then proceeds to sexually assault her. He has never experienced intimacy or sex before. Even though he has violated someone else to fulfill his desire he doesn't care. It is with someone who he dillusionally thinks loves him back. Lynda wakes to the slap of a police officer who found her. Hours has passed since the attack. She is being questioned and tested from the rape. They found semen inside of her and on the ground. They also take the pieces of skin that was under her fingernails when she scratched off Brandons skin from the Clown. Once the detectives collect any evidence they can find they take them all to the lab for testing. Rape counselors talk with Lynda who is going through a traumaatic phase.
After hours of testing at the lab the results are conclusive; the blood on the keychain and the blood from Lynda's fingernails are a match. The detectives know where they must go next.
It doesn't take long before a small troup of police officers and a handfull of detectives descent onto the travelling circus. Doors that used to keep the outside world away from the acts were broken down and served with warrants. Each room was searched meticously. When they reach the Clown's room, it all comes together. Pictures and drawings of a normal face are everywhere. Blood smeared on his bed and walls look as if he was redecorating with a human sacrifice. Candles burn strategically around his room. One of the detectives opens up a door and greeting him is a bed full of spikes that gauges his eyes out and continues until his brain is sticking out the back of his head. The room is rigged. Two other detectives reach for their guns as the Clown comes out swinging with an axe. One detective ducks as the axe takes off the neck of the other detective. Shots are fired from another police officer. The Clown is hit five times in the chest. Even the officers are startled at the deteorating of his face. As he falls onto his knees he weeps. Nothing ever went right for him. His life, his love,....his face. In a way he welcomed death. In death he wouldn't have to worry about the ridicule anymore. It was over.
Lynda comes home after a month in therapy. She is getting over her experience of Brandon's death and the rape. Now her and her family must come to terms on what to do next. Because of the rape Lynda is pregnant and doesn't know what to do. Because of the physical deformities of the Clown she doesn't know what to expect. She is of age to decide what step she wants to take. It will be a long and hard step but she must take it and be willing to bear the consequences of whatever may come.
COPYRIGHT 2003 PHOENIX PRODUCTIONS/JAMES D. WATKINS