A Short Story : A Story?

“Yes of course, ma’am your husband was found with severe head wound on the corner of State Street. An autopsy report, claims that a golf club could have been the murder weapon.”

Her grandmother knew she wouldn’t come to the door because, assuming she was asleep, whenever she tried to rouse her awake she’d never answer.

The light was shining on Evangeline's face as she opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing and as she looked around her, she didn't know where she was at. It wasn't until she saw Mason and Casey sleeping beside her on the pillows that she remembered everything. The dancing and food and the new hideout. The alcohol and the laughing. The bright light. The loud noises. Everything. The world has died back to normal, no longer having the sharp clarity it had the night before. Her mouth was really dry though, so she climbed down the ladder, trying not to wake the others. She quietly crept to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room and pulled out a glass of water. They didn't have any Tylenol, so this would have to do for now. She ungraciously chugged the bottle of water and sighed, plopping down on the nearest beanbag and closing her eyes.

It is the fall of 2013 and our family is still trying to handle the thought of my grandma being gone. We were getting ready, dressing fancier than normal, with our shiny dress shoes and dry cleaned outfits. Today was the day, the day that we have to go to the church for my grandma’s funeral. The day we have to stand in front of tons of people and act like everything in our life was fine, and put on that reassuring smile to help calm people down. Although after all of this, I would never have guessed that what I found would shape my life so much.

A small floating island, all around a blue night sky is illuminated by the moon. The city on top, as quiet as a mouse. A small person running through one of the many alleyways, he stops, petrified. A large being concealed by shadows, barely visible. I stopped, assuming the worst, but as it stepped away from the darkness, I realized it was only my friend, Jonathan. After an exciting session of angered whispers, I told him the reason I was there. “I was heading down to West Side to talk to Uncle Isaiah about the Sky Ship.”

I don’t know what to do. I woke up this morning and they were gone. I don’t know where they are. I need to find someone. I hope there’s someone out there, somewhere...

It has been a long, long time since Ignis decided to return to Altissia, and that was after Noctis was gone.

into her. Capri popped the cork off the champagne bottle, and it ‘accidentally’ sprayed down over her front. The bubbly wine shot all over her, white and frothy.

Sleep had been hard to come by that night. Every time Gabriel closed his eyes, he saw Madeline’s tear-stricken face and it pained him to no end. So he spent most of the night occupying himself with studying the stars and doing his best to keep his mind off his problems. The stars had always helped him with that all his life.

Negan’s never been accused of having a handle on his emotions. Being with Lucille only exacerbated that quality in him. When he was with her, Negan was prone to dramatics. Negan wasn’t the only one to be so damn stubborn, though. Lucille was the exact same damn way about it. Lucille’s mother had put it in a nice way that still stuck with Negan to this day: “You’re young and passionate. So, what if that means you butt heads so much? That just means you’ll be even more passionate making up afterwards. And then I’ll finally get my grandchildren.”

Marie's hair fell into rings of gold kissed with strawberries as she finished the last stroke of the brush. Looking in the mirror, she sighed to herself before standing up and brushing off the dust that collected on her satin dress from cleaning her room.

“Fuck,” Neil hissed as a sharp pain shot through his hands, his phone dropping to the concrete with a clang. Neil looked down at his hands, wrapped in thick, white gauze, and tried not to think of the dull throb in his fingers. He ached for a cigarette and wondered if Andrew would swat at him if he tried to grab the carton between them.

The dark city of San Francisco was silent against the hum of the rain. Looming overhead was the Full Moon, almost completely hidden behind the wispy gray clouds covering the sky. Prue sat on the couch waiting for hers sister to come home, she felt a rising sense of irritation. The door of the manor swung open and in walked Piper she had a bag fill with things from Chinatown.

"Andy, let's go, give me the gun." His shaky hands reach over to hand me the gun, but without a second to spare, he pulls the trigger, and I go down, everything surrounding me black and grim. With my last ounce of consciousness left, I hear the sound of shouts and a gun firing, and then, nothing.

After a few days I was released from the hospital and I was going back to school tomorrow. I couldn't believe mom broke up with Butch I mean it didn't bother me weather they were together or not but it was her choice. The boys took turns on who came to come visit me Monday it was Victor Tuesday it was Patrick Wednesday it was Belch. Mom was on the phone in the Kitchen when there was a knock on the door I called "I got it!" I walked to the front door and answered it to reveal Henry. I smiled at him and said "Hey." He tried to hide it but I saw him grin I moved aside and asked "Coming in?" he stepped in the house and I walked into the kitchen and grabbed two sodas and walked back into the living room handed Henry his drink and laid across the couch getting comfortable and I looked to him and asked "What's brought you here Mr Bowers?" He rolled his eyes and said "Coming to check on you brat." I nodded and he asked "You sure you're ready to come back tomorrow?" I giggled and nodded my head "Yeah I'm sure plus I'll have you four boys there if I need anything." Henry nodded "Yeah that's true." I noticed that he was more worried about me coming back than I was. I grabbed his hand and got up and said "Let's go watch a movie and relax a little. He nodded and we went to my room and he sat on my bed as I picked up a random movie and put it in. I walked over and laid down on the bed laying my head down in Henry's lap. He looked down at me with a smile on his face and I looked up at him