A Short Story : A Story?

Lilly glanced down the row of cars all parked up under the trees. A chill moved through her. She brought her knees up to her chest, pressed her thighs against her rib cage and let her head sink down. She needed to find a place to stay. She needed somewhere to sleep and she needed to be able to get ready tomorrow to make sure Bobby saw her looking hot again. Because he would kick himself once he saw her all made-up in a nice dress and nice shoes. He’d feel pretty dumb for avoiding her this last year over a stupid pair of flip-flops. But how was she going to be that girl who turned his head if she spent tonight sleeping rough? Lilly closed her eyes and tried not to let it upset her. Puffed up eyes was the last thing she

He arrived at his house. He had been so distracted he hadn't even remembered driving there. He opened the front door to find his wife sitting in the living room. She had been waiting for him. She looking up at him she was still mad but her face slowly soften once she realized something was wrong. They both said nothing until mark sat down and spoke.

Jimmy in shock of confusion watches as Ben Price casually strolled down the street. Jimmy takes a few steps forward, about to yell out Ben’s name, but his wrists suddenly gets caught by Annabel.

“I can’t do it.” Spike said, “That guy will kill me if he ever sees my face again.”

It was like every halloween ever Alexa was getting ready to go trick or treating with her friends Kennedy and Amy at Kennedy’s house they were going to meet their friends William and Tyler at the House of Horrors amusement park in the next town over. They were waiting for the boys to get there in an Uber so to waste time the did more with their makeup and face paint. Amy was “Batgirl”, Kennedy was “Supergirl”, and Alexa was “Catwoman”. Then Amy texted William on snapchat and found out that they were about five minutes away. Just then Kennedy’s mom appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. “ Are you girls sure you're going to be okay, ya know with the missing kids thing and all.” She asked worried.

BUZZ, RING, BUZZ, RING my phone starts ringing as i’m in my living room with my family I race into the next room to see who is calling me I answer it without even looking to see who it was.

“When will that dumb bell ring?” Kenzi thought to herself. She was sitting half off her seat to get a head start to her car. Her and her friends were supposed to go to a corn maze after school and she knew she couldn’t be late. She jumped out of her seat as soon as the bell rang.

“There’s been an accident,” Noah Baker heard his eldest brother Keith breath into the phone. His breathe suddenly stops. Noah’s heart started pounding in his chest looking for an escape. Beads of sweat start to form on his face. He don’t know if it was because he ran out of school the second the last bell rung or because he was scared. “Noah, can you hear me?” Keith asked. Noah ignored the callings of bye from his friends. Using his left hand to cover his left ear, Noah’s other hand press his phone to his ear.

The sun bakes down across her shoulders as she trudges forward. With every kick, a bit of sand flies upward into Nix's eyes. Her arms burn with exertion and her legs scream with every single step she takes. There's nothing around her but a myriad of sand. Two backpacks are tied on her shoulders, but they feel like boulders, weighing her down. Nix grinds her bicuspids into powder, pure stubbornness giving her the strength to keep going. She wasn't going to die out here; she wouldn't give those monsters the satisfaction. So she kept walking, each step strengthening her spirit, yet draining her body. No matter what happened, she would continue.

Kissing the driver passionately, Marlene exited the Malibu and waltzed across the doctor’s parking lot swinging her keys. The raven-haired beauty with a reputation of being high maintenance unlocked the Mercedes. Driving down Imperial Street toward Highway 74, her thoughts lingered on the last hours spent with her lover. Rushing to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew, she drove faster than normal, and entered the garage without seeing Jerry’s car. Marlene parked, straightened her clothes as a devious smile crossed her face. Going through the house and into the kitchen, where made a fresh pot of coffee, while waiting for her husband and father-in-law to arrive.

He places the rag back in my mouth and the fire starts again. This time, I don’t scream. I bite down, groaning. It only lasts a few seconds before it stops and the cooling wet rag is pressing into my wound. It's very welcomed compared to the vodka. I spit the rag out. “You done yet?”

Over the next few days Louis’s bruises began to disappear slightly but not completely. He had begun to borrow Liam's shirts so they would be baggier than his own. He wanted to cover the scars on his stomach. Liam told him he didn’t need to wear a shirt but Louis of course wanted to wear one. He didn’t like people looking at him.

At that moment, I lost it. Tears streamed down my eyes, and instantly I hugged her and started sobbing. Knowing that a single comment of mine made a difference touched me so profoundly. I felt like I was hugging myself, old Sarah. I understood how she felt. I too wanted someone to invite me, to feel validated. She was probably confused why I was crying, but so was I, maybe I was also crying because I was letting out all the earlier emotions, colors, drain away.

Warmth spread across my face like a sunburn as the girl, the… the middle schooler, ground against me like a horny rabbit and— My stomach seized at the thought one moment, and in the next I smelled it; the phantom smell that returned whenever I became sick or congested, the pungent scent of half digested fried rice and orange chicken.

As soon as the bus stopped, Emily snuck out the back door. But the driver didn't notice. But of course, he had noticed everybody else sleeping.