A Short Story : A Story?

Leaving the motel on Highway 74 around 3:00 o’clock, Marlene drove faster than usual to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew. Smiling, her thought lingered on the last few hours spent with her lover. Pulling into the garage, Marlene parked her Mercedes, brushed her hair put on fresh lipstick, before going into the house, relieved she was home when her husband and father-in-law arrived. Wanting to surprise them, she went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, sat down at the counter and glanced through the mail.

Madeline stopped dead in her tracks when she saw that Gabriel’s things were gone from the room when she returned. Had he left her? She shook her head, trying to calm her anxious heart. Gabriel didn’t seem like the type that would just up and leave because she was uncertain about what she wanted. It seemed more likely that he had just moved to a different room.

Athena was terrified. It was almost as if the wind was screaming at her as she was walking into the Forest. She was only going to take a few steps into the Forest. At least that’s whatshe thought. Athena could feel her heart beating in her chest so fast that she thought for a moment it was going to fly out. Slowly, she turned around, prepared to go back to her best friend. As soon as Athena turned around, the only thing she saw was shadowy trees, surrounding her, almost as if they were going to kill her.

“Hello Martin” The Fat Lady laughed as she pushed the Stop button to the elevator. Martin’s heart sank. He started to sweat and shake his head. The Fat Lady eyed his trembling face and made a concerned expression.

Blaire shakes his head and locks his work in the left drawer of his desk. “Jeep,” he mutters under his breath, “Why is it a fucking Jeep.” He tucks the key back in his pocket and follows Richard out the door.

When Pierce told the girl to run, he never expected her to outpace him. Instead of him being in the front like the typical movie hero, dragging the fragile female lead behind, his companion was pulling him to run faster.

Madeline stared out of the window of the jet as Egypt disappeared beneath the clouds. It had definitely been a trip to remember, that was for sure. She almost didn’t want to go home. If they stayed in Egypt, she could pretend a little while longer that she and Gabe could have a life together.

I took in my surroundings: a pale blue curtain, half opened around the bed, a chair, and a small window, indicating it was morning from the sun peaking through into the room. I couldn’t remember what had happened that brought me here, but everything before that was crystal clear.

Louis sighed looking inside the sack. Half a biscuit and some crumbled crackers. He knew it was for a prisoner but he still felt that there should be more. But he shook his head and continued down the hall towards the cell. He didn’t know who the prisoner was. All he was told was that the prisoner was bilingual and was a messenger for the enemy.

Kate whipped her head around to see who the owner of that voice was. She felt relief and joy when she saw it was Mr. Jacks who followed her. Maybe he will escape with her. Mr. Jacks stood less than 10 feet away and his dog sat by his feet, his tail wagging.

“I will stay with Jade no matter what her decision is!” Peter exclaimed rather loudly, like he was in an argument with his sister Tonya.

Yuri stood outside the shop, watching his prey with an evil grin. He had waited long enough.

The dark and thunderous sky roared and screamed as if fighting against endless chains that held its bounds. Hope sat there, slouched over on a swing at the local park, the full moon’s light reflected on her face, revealing her teary-eyed face, drenched from the tears that cascaded down the sky. Or maybe they were her tears- she didn’t know, and neither did anyone else. Maybe that was the reason of why she was here every time it rained- to escape from all the cruel deeds of the world without letting anyone know and letting the tears that were threatening to drop all day finally fall. As Hope drowned in her sorrow, Asher leaned further against the bark of the ancient mahogany tree, looking away from her eyes that held so much suffering. His heart ached every time he saw her pain-ridden face. Her eye searched across the stars, begging each one of them to borrow their light so her eyes could twinkle once again. Asher's silhouette caught her eyes and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but the fear that was radiating in her eyes wasn't really hard to catch. And as she peered closely at the mahogany tree, Asher stealthily ducked out of sight, making Allison shake her head and think it was just a part of her immense imagination, fooling her yet again… just like he had always managed to do so.

It was 9:00 PM, and I was by myself. The house was dark and looming, as I stayed in my room reading. An eerie creaking sound of the house settling filled the air, but was settling the explanation? I crept slowly into the hall, step by step, and made my way downstairs. When I got to the stairs I heard a crash from below. I thought, “Is there an intruder in my house?”

Tears pour out as I sob uncontrollably. I walk around with grief and regret. I drag my feet along the chilly floor wandering around the house as if I was lost. I hold onto my pounding heart as tears fall from my eyes nonstop. I grasp the knob that leads to an empty room. I stare at the dull pink walls surrounding the room that used to be filled with joy and happiness, but it’s now a quiet place filled with dread. The whole house was filled with despair. I completely zone out and stumble upon a rock solid bed. Curling up I buried my tear stained face into a soft and fluffy pillow. Slowly my body starts to fall into a deep sleep. That night I did not have a breathtaking dream, but instead a memory. A memory that would forever leave a profound bruise on my soul.