A Short Story : A Story?

"I will stop this," he thought. He ran outside, despite his many tries, he could not get through the dense crowd of people, he started screaming again, but it was no use, the combined shouts of the mob were too overpowering. Stefan heard people yelling, many foul things. He had to think of something, and fast. Then there was one shout that could be heard over the others, not a scream of anger, but a plea, it's words came clearly to Stefan's ears, they cut through the people like a knife.

Dante’s face hadn’t relaxed and his eyes only widened at the touch, searching their own. And, god, how they hated that, finally pulling their gaze away and rushing to sit up straight. In their daze, they had slumped over, head resting on a cool, beige wall. Their seat at the base of the stairs now felt too closed off, too cramped, with the boy on his knees in front of them.

A loud piercing scream, hit my ears. It was me. I screamed and screamed. I punched in the walls and let my body shake until there was nothing left to do. My throat was raw and my eyes were wild, inhumane. Soon I turned upon Heath and Clarice, who were standing there, gripping each other in fear. The terror of the creature that they thought they knew so well was suffocating them, closing around their lungs.

Warm crimson ran down her arm leaving a metallic smell that filled the room to the brim. The silver slit of metal she used slipped out of her hand as her vision became blurred and her breathing became faint. She slowly came in and out of consciousness while her arms held a passage for her demons to escape from. She woke once again to feel a pounding in her head that consumed her thoughts, she tried yelp for help but only a small groan came out.

It replayed over and over in my head. The screams and shouts echoing. They grew louder and louder, shoving me into the back corner, behind the old red rain coat, never worn. The floor was cold as ice, the room was so dark you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. My heart beat rapidly, louder and louder, as it beat out of my chest. What was I doing, why was I here? Let the noise stop, let them surrender.

“Excellent!” I exclaimed, tears rolling down my cheek. She began to stir, her eyes fluttered- she screamed a stark dazzling scream. My love desperately clawed at her enclosure; it of course, was to no avail. I sat and watched, it was genuinely the most delectable sight I had ever and would ever see. It lasted for hours; her melodic scream, my infatuation- scream, watch-scream, watch- scream, watch- until finally, she stopped.

“What do we have here?” an officer said laughingly as his demon eyes inspected the young girl. “I found this little scum hiding,” Thomas exclaimed as he shoved her forward. Sophia was confused. Why was he giving her to the evil monsters, she thought he was the hero? The malicious brute placed a hand on her shoulder as he stated with evil lingering in his voice, “I’ll take her.”

The music and voices within the ballroom were suffocating. She put her trembling hands over her ears, hoping if she couldn’t hear, she could block out Angela’s words. Kat choked back the sobs in her throat. She wouldn’t cry—not here—not now. She threw Angela a scathing glare, turned, and crossed the threshold into the crowded hallway.

“ It was terrifying. There was someone whispering in my ear. The whispers became louder. They soon became nothing but screams of children and women, and no matter how hard I struggled, I … I just couldn't move.”

Police sirens blare in the distance. They are close; too close for comfort, but Lexi has no choice; she has to walk home. Without a car, what was she to do? Call a cab? Ask a friend? Any option besides walking home was burdensome and she couldn’t be bothered with them, so she walked. She had just finished her shift at the Tap House, where she worked as a waitress. She was exhausted. All she wanted to do now was crawl into bed and go to sleep.

The cynical tension in the bedroom froze Roselyn as her entire body felt as though it was experiencing extreme pain. The urge to cut herself had seemed to grow stronger as the loud screaming and glass shattering reached her ears and had managed to snatch her sleep an hour ago. Her parents’ constant arguing and fighting triggered her mind with the demon of suicidal thoughts. Quickly strutting through the hallway, she sneaked out of the house and walked through the silent streets and headed towards the park, letting herself drown in the sea of grief. “Hey! What happened to you? Are you trying to kill yourself or what?” She locked her sight over the angular jaw and the pointed chin of the person’s face that suited his squinted hazel eyes. His fine hair, coloured in a natural black was placed back into a precise quiff further accentuating his stubble on his

¨Where am I!¨ Gracie screamed, ¨Hello!? Anyone there?¨ She couldn't see a thing, it was pitch black wherever she was. BAM! The sound of a heavy iron door slamming into the door frame sounded not far away. Someone is here! She screamed for someone to let her out of this place she was taken to. She started to cry, tears streaming down her

A strong, pounding knock at the door brought me out of my thoughts of snowy mountain caps and back to my hellacious present. I heard Carter’s voice muffled on the other side, “Mia! I can explain” he repeated over and over, getting louder each

The crowd’s cheers were muffled in her ears as she whirled around to see a tall, brooding figure stalk through the iron gates. He was dressed in a long black cloak like hers, with a mask the colour of blood concealing half of his face, his vibrant green eyes flashing murderously behind it, and a confident smile plastered on his lips.

Abruptly, the sound of heavy footsteps descended from the kitchen. She cupped her mouth – not even letting a puff of breath surrender her. She struggled to make out her bearings. She tugged at her jacket and fell to the ground. The door creaked open. Her breathing hitched. ‘’I know you’re in here,’’ the sinister tone coated his deep voice. ‘’come out come out where ever you are,’’. Adrenaline kicked in and she stood up. He wore a wicked smile, though she could not see it. “Go ahead kill me!” she laughed with repulsion. However before he could reach her, she darted for the spiral gold rimmed staircase. He grabbed her leg. With a loud thud she fell to the ground. Her head collided with the marble floor. Hair draped across her face in a dark sodden mess. She let the darkness engulf her.