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Rob Zombie	By : DTakersGurl Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rob Zombie Views: 1679 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Rob Zombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclamer: I don't own Rob Zombie or Sheri Moon. They own themeselves.

Note: I wrote this at work one day when I was bored. Sorry for any Crappines you read.

Rob Zombie parked the rental car in the dusty driveway. "This is where your folks live?" Sheri asked looking disgustedly at the cutesy cow mailbox. "This is...um nice." Sheri lied. Rob chuckled. "Yeah, sure. I had to get away from here, don't get me wrong I love em' but this place gives even me the creeps."
They walked up to the front door opening it slightly. "Don't just run in," Rob warned with a grin. "Dad is kinda trigger happy he's also very paranoid." Sheri sighed. "It figures."
Rob pushed the screen door open. "Mom! Dad! I'm home!" Silence. "Mr. Cummings!" Sheri yelled. She could hear Rob chuckle again. "What's so funny, zombie?" Rob peeked in the kitchen. "I'm not used to hearing that name."
"Well...I can't call them mom and dad! At least not yet."

After searching the entire house, even the back yard, there was no sign of Zombie's parents. Rob scratched his bearded chin thoughtfully. "They said last week they'd be here. They don't go out often, I have no frikkin idea where they can be."

They waited for hours and still no sign of his parents. "I'm gonna see if any of their friends kow where they are.

Rob sat looking through an old phone book his parents had, calling some of his parent's friends asking about them, they hadn't seen them either. Even they sounded worried. Rob put the phone up, walking into the living room where Sheri sat. "They haven't seen em'. Sher…I'm getting real worried. They never liked to leave the house."
Sheri rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Hey I saw a door in the basement, I was gonna ask you where it lead. I'm gonna see what's there."
Sheri left Rob sitting in the living room, thinking about where they coulda gone. Rob sat in deep though when a shrill scream slapped him back to reality.

"Sheri! What's happened?!" Rob asked charging into the basement. Sheri stood in front of the door to the other room, covering her mouth with one hand. Silently she pointed at the base of the door. Something red like blood stained the floor, it almost seemed like blood had been seeping from under the door. Rob mind raced at what it could be. His pulse and breathing quickened at the though of what it could be.
He pulled Sheri behind him, he slowly turned the doorknob. At first the room was pitch black, but Rob's eyes adjusted to the darkness. He heisted before he flipped the light switch on.

Sheri was pushed backwards as Rob backed up out of the room. Sheri could almost feel Rob's heart beating out of his chest as he looked at the blood soaked room. "Oh God…Oh Fuck…No…. Please Jesus!" Rob covered his mouth, trying to hold back the bile that was threatening to surge up his throat.
Rob ran to a corner, no longer surpressing his gagreflex as he vomited. Zombie fell back as he slid to the ground; he sat on his haunches, his head against the cold wall. Tears began flowing down his cheeks. Sheri covered her eyes, not wanting to see it. She made a way over to her sobbing boyfriend, wrapping her arms around his chest. She started rubbing his back like she was trying to calm a small child. "Shhh. It's okay. Shhh." Sheri whispered over and over. "Mom? Dad?" Rob whispered. Sheri pulled his face up planting a small kiss on his forehead.
A curiosity began clawing in Sheri's insides, making her want to see what happened. She patted Zombie's back as she stood, shakily walking back to the door. She peaked around to see an older couple lying down, side by side, drenched in blood. It looked like their throats had been slit; there were also very long cuts on both their chests. Sheri recognized Rob's parents from the photos. "Oh my God..."
Rob heard her; he looked up, his eyes red and puffy. "We're…we're gonna have to call the police." Rob tried to stand up, but his legs buckled again making him slide down to the floor.
Rob wiped at his stinging eyes. "Why? Why would someone do this?" Sheri shook her head. "I don't know." She whispered, running her fingers soothingly through his dreadlocked hair. "They didn't have any fucking enemies! They were just nice old people…I wish I could find the MotherFucker that…" He choked again, more anguished sobs rose up.

Rob still sat in the house, even after the police took the report. Even after a corner took his parents. Rob held an old photograph that sat on the coffee table. The picture showed happier times: Rob at age 10 when his parents bought him that guitar he wanted for Christmas, his parents stood behind him holding their hands over their ears. Rob chuckled, occasionally wiping at his eyes. Sheri sat down beside him, laying her head on his shoulder. "That's so cute." She whispered. "Yeah." Rob sat the photo back down. "God, they really cared for me. Even when I started White Zombie. They weren't too thrilled about the sound, but they said what ever I wanted to do with my life was okay by them."
Rob chuckled again when he remembered what his parents said when he came back home the first time from New York. "Son…what the hell happened? You look like you crawled out of a sewer!" Sheri's voice broke through his daydreaming. "What's so funny?" Rob shook his head. "Nothing, just thinking."
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