Creative Writing: Shrek Is Life

“Are you alright?” Cas asked after a few moments, turning to look at her with soft and concerned eyes. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

"Don't you ever try to punch her. I will hurt you before you can even raise those ugly, scrawny arms." Luke whispered in her ear, and it sent a chill down her spine. She hated that feeling, and she never wanted to experience it again. Luke needed to do something to remind her who he was, and what he could do, so he twisted her arms the wrong way, until there was a snap. Jaylee bit her lip so hard, she could taste the blood, and she turned to him as she held her

"Oh my god...Mikey, get another bowl of warm water and a cloth! April get the fit aid kit! Raph, I need you to pay attention! Just make sure that the cuts don't reopen!" Donnie said, taking over control quickly. Mikey and April ran out of the room, April quickly telling him that she would get everything. The youngest turtle nodded, tears streamed down his face as he struggled not to hyperventilate. Casey walked over to the other side of the bed, staring at his panicked best

“Yes, but we need to rest. We are too . . . breakable,” Michael replied. “I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

"Pss, Luca ..." I whisper to him. He was sitting in front of the girl to my left, still sleeping like a peaceful drooling baby.

“See, you’re doing better already,” Blood states. She turns on her heels. “Now goodnight, Miss Clarke. I will see you all bright and early in the morning.”

harry stops where he is and sighs, turning around he fully faces louis, "do you need anything else?" yet again, it's so quiet, where louis can only catch a small bit of it. only enough to understand.

"Not until Luke promises not to say anything. I don't even want you alone with her, you hear me?" Cole shot daggers at Luke and Luke just rolled his eyes.

“Penny Rush, I am always worried for you.” Ansel replied while tying his long, turquoise dyed hair into a bun. “Though I am curious as to your reason for arriving late.”

“It hurts.” Louis groaned arching his back again. Harry sighed and knelt down beside Louis. Part of his wanted to fuck the boy senseless but he knew deep down Louis would never forgive him. He could at least justify helping Louis through ‘problem’.

“Stay away from him.” Calum hissed. Sterling continued to laugh seeing that the kid was frustrated. He stood up from his place on the bed and looked

Stopping my wrist from throwing the bed cover over my face, Harry turns his head to meet my unstable eyes again. He takes my cheek in his oversized palms and guides my head to face his direction. “Hey, look at me. What’s going on?”

Carly didn’t answer as she finished dressing. “All of it. Any of it. Shit, I don’t know.” She slumped onto the couch and stared at him as his blue eyes turned darker.

Jess placed a gentle finger to his temple where a bump had sprung up like a miniature hill. ‘You hit your head on the floor. So, we dragged you under the table.’

"What did you say Louis?" Harry questioned once he found the blanket, and began to wrap Louis in it.