Short Story

“I wasn’t sure how I liked my cousin warning me not to hurt someone. I wasn’t that guy. What do you think I’m going to do her? The question came out annoyed because I was. Maggie’s frown became pinched. Ivy Hollis. Last I checked you were dating her. Then she turned her all-knowing, haughty ass around and walked away. Well damn. I guess she was right. I couldn’t get to know Willa and keep my

Ashton was visiting for a weekend, it was only him. Calum had to stay back and look for Michael, as he had ran off again. I hugged Ashton and looked at him. Ashton got in my car and smiled. I hugged him tightly. “It’s been too long!” I yell and he laugs. “I like the hair, you changed it up a bit since the last time I saw you.” He greeted me, I smiled and shook my hair. I had dyed it blonde and brown. I decided I need a change. “How’s Tate?” Ashton looked at me while I was driving. “He’s on edge because of the baby, but he’s good. Brooklyn?” I smiled and he chuckled. “She’s 4 months,” It was all he needed to say. “You guys are having another fucking baby! Oh my gosh!” I squealed as my car came to a stop. Ashton blushed and felt my stomach. I felt her kicking. “Do you know yet?” He asked and I

it is life, Mama!” Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a

She was sitting in one chair and her feet were propped up on another. Alannah admired her black boots, and made a mental note to ask her where she had gotten them. Nealie was so in grossed in something on her cell phone that she hadn't even heard Alannah walk in. For being in her mid forties, she still acted like a teenager. Alannah thought. "Nealie…" Alannah began. "Oh, shite in a bucket Alannah, you scared me half to death," Nealie exclaimed jumping to her feet and hurriedly stuffed her phone in her pocket as if she were hiding something. Alannah smiled at the use of the Irish saying. "Sorry I just came to get a broom to sweep up the bits of glass I broke," Alannah told her. "I heard some commotion out there, what was that all about?" "Some jerk decided to order a piece of my ass with his burger and I dumped my drink on him," Alannah said, laughing at how it sounded. "I'm sorry, I'll pay for it, I just hate being talked to like that." "Well, in that case don't worry about it. Good for you for standing up to that jerk, baby," Nealie said, kissing Alannah on the forehead. She reached into her pockets and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to Alannah. "For telling that asshole were to stick it." "But - Finn probably scared him off more than me." Alannah tried to protest.

The next day the sisters meet with another victim's wife. "So, what do you remember Mrs. Watson?" Ana asks. "Um…I was asleep. I heard a thump, next thing I know Allen was being dragged out of bed. I couldn't see anything, it was too dark. Before I could do anything he hit me, knocking me out. Then this morning my son tells me he saw Santa drag daddy up the chimney." Mrs. Watson says through her stifled tears. "I'm sorry, I know this is hard," Liz said trying to comfort the victim's wife. "Mrs. Watson, Where did you get that wreath above your fireplace?" Ana says with a slight smile. Everyone turns to look at the wreath and then back at Ana. "Excuse me?" Mrs. Watson asks getting frustrated with the agents. After being kicked out, Liz questioned

“She deserved what she got for flaunting that boy around on her arm, when he should have been with my daughter!” A vein in the woman’s neck started to bulge, and Beckett knew that she had finally cracked. “For weeks Hayleigh hardly spoke! All she did was go to class and come back home just as silently as she left! I did what I had to to make my little girl

Bryan searched for his roommate after Ashleigh walked off to dance. He eventually found Jay on the back porch with his girlfriend and a brunette, who were drunk and in the process of trying to rip each other’s hair out. He stepped between the women and tried to get them to stop fighting, only to get punched in the nose by Jay’s girlfriend, Amy, and kicked in the nuts by the woman Jay had obviously been flirting with. “Alright, knock it off!” Bryan yelled, which only earned him a glare from both women and a frown from

They didn’t speak to each other or look at one another. Charles knew that his wife was very disappointed at him. When they got back home, Elena was asleep in her room. Later that night, Anna decided to call her best friend, Mona. “I am getting sick and tired of Charles. Everytime he gets drunk, I have to bail him out of jail. What should I do?” Anna asked. “I am doing this is for Elena’s sake. She is only 4 years old and I don’t want her to feel that she does not have a father.” “Well…” Mona tried to come up with something. “I guess it is time for you guys to get a divorce.” Mona suggested. “Divorce? I can’t do that. I don’t want Elena to get hurt.” “Trust me, if you don’t you will eventually end up hurting more people.” “You’re right, but what should I do and tell him that I want to file for a divorce?” Anna wondered. “Just say that you can’t put up with this anymore and hand him the papers.” They talked for two hours and everyone was sleeping. The next day Charles came home, Anna handed him the divorce papers. “Here are the divorce papers for you to sign,” she said. “Oh,”he looked at her and took the papers

Jason's mother goes up to her and asks her what's wrong with her. She notices that she's high and after the funeral she talks some sense into her telling her “she needs to get help,that she will help her get clean because she was going to lose Jaxon”. She tells her what she wants to hear and leaves. The next day Jessica Takes Jaxon to the hospital for blood labs and his check up. She was strung out and paranoid bad. She held down Jaxon as usual, as they stick him with the big cold long needle to fill her big glass test tubes. While the nurse shakes them to ensure good results, Jessica asks, “How long will this take”? The nurse said, “30 mins at the most”. “Thank you” ,Jessica said. She waited patiently for forty-five minutes. Then an hour passed by, Then and hour and a half. Finally Jessica went to go find the doctor.She stumbles upon an disagreement it seemed like. Doctor Ahmed was discussing something with the same Tall, Skinny, dressed in all white nurse, as she explained “these lab results don't make since,doctor.” “You said that Jaxon Hagman has Aml Leukemia right?” Of Course, give me though right now, Ahmed said. The nurse pulled the papers away from his reach. “Right here it says he doesn't” the nurse explained. “Shut your mouth”… “That is none of your business”,the doctor said. Jessica ran back into the room with Jaxon screaming, crying, holding her baby.She thought to herself “I knew it all along”. “I was right”. That’s why he had those facial expressions. After she heard that she told everyone she knew about what she heard and even the doctors. Gave Jaxon to his grandma,and had her put her in rehab. She went for one year. She got cleaned up and took Jaxon back. Jessica blew the news worldwide and a lot of people realized they were being scammed. She saved thousands of lives. She also took it all to trial and ended up with

Though light rays shone into the small building, an ominous feeling crept through the atmosphere into the office. Sitting at a desk sat a man no more than five feet. His stern blue eyes locked on to the saluting soldier's green ones. "Lieutenant Raven, have you found Arkady Volkov?"

state of berserk to further enhance the knowledge of his subconsciousness and self-awareness. He started to mentally prepare himself for battles of the future yet to come. In this perfect berserk state Mascious had found his power and some times glimpses of the future had come to him. It was in these waters glowing blue from natural bioluminescence that seemed to feed from his power and in turn gave him the glowing water to develop his abilities. His mind sometimes flashed back to his younger years when he had taken over the misty mountain and his kingdom of which he now controlled. During his years of servitude to Destroyer Apollyon he had developed a trust in which he was allowed to be close to him in times of vulnerability and when

These three young ladies (not to leave out their brothers) are never again to be the same after a morning in September of 2002

The heat in the forge was intense. Breathe. Blow. Sweat. Wipe his forehead. Breathe again, then return to the task he had begun. It’s very warm, thought the young boy who finally brought himself to remove his top, ending up shirtless. He could allow himself to do so, after all; he was alone.

As usual she was lying on her bed watching time tick by, hour by hour, minute by minute, second by second. She did not like changes in her routine; she needed things to be just as they were. The ball of wool on the table had to be exactly 5cm away from the lamp, the bed linen needed to be colour co-ordinated and symmetrical and the books on the shelf had to be arranged in alphabetical order. A sudden screeching howl from outside threw off her concentration. “Oh my, what mongrel could that be at this hour of the day?” she screams out. She begrudgingly shuffles towards the window to determine what wretched being had disturbed her. As the sun rises from the horizon she shivers and pulls her coat closer to her body as the warmth of the sun

The mechanics of my job are horribly misunderstood. I am not a creator, nor am I a donator. I am just a reseller, somebody who gives away their trash for a price.