Alice sat at the bar, nursing her second pint. She tipped the glass, poured the last few sips of warm, flat beer down her throat and asked for another.
“Are you sure?” Joseph frowned at her. “What’s up with you today?”
“I feel like drowning my sorrows,” she said, giving him a weak smile.
“Oh, babes, maybe it’s a good thing he found someone else. You said yourself he was violent—”
“But he was nice to me,” Alice whined.
Joseph sped to Alice’s house as quickly as he could drive without drastically breaking the speed limit. After she never returned, he’d started to worry. Then one of Aleks buddies had mentioned her leaving with him.“Please be home,” Joseph muttered to himself. “I knew I shouldn’t have given you that third drink.”As Joseph got out of the car and half-ran, half-skipped up the path toward Alice’s front door, he caught a glimpse of something moving in the bushes. Stopping, he frowned and parted the shrubbery.“Erm… hello?” Joseph said.
Alice stared at her phone for what had to be a good twenty minutes before replying.She re-read the message from Adam:“Mine. Tonight. 9pm.”So cold. So uncaring.‘And why does he even want to see me?’Alice wondered.‘When he has a perfect new girlfriend to occupy his time?’Unsure how she should respond, or even if she s
Jamie plonked the shirt on the counter and coolly told the cashier he wanted to return it.The girl looked at him, swallowed, and muttered, “Erm, you can’t return it if you’ve worn it—”“The stitching is coming undone. I’ve worn it once. It’s shoddy,” Jamie told her. In truth, there was nothing wrong with the stitching aside from the portion he’d unpicked by hand. It hadn’t been easy either; the quality of the garment was, in fact, annoyingly high.The truth was, Jamie had spent the last of his allowance on clothes and left himself short. Now he c
When Alice arrived at Adam’s gate, she almost turned around and walked away. He hadn’t invited her. He despised her, it seemed. Would he be angry about her showing up unannounced?She was mulling it over when she overheard a voice.“Please Adam, you have got to stop skipping classes. You know the soc’ is on my back. You managed to clean up the house for Christ’s sake… why can’t you just behave in school?”It was Mike.The smell of smoke wafted over the fe
Ste sat at the table, pretending he didn’t hear Alice pleading with her brother on his behalf.‘You can be the better person’… those words stung. He knew what she meant; that Jamie didn’t have to stoop to Ste’s level. Still… she was trying to do him a favour. He must really look pathetic.His reflection in the window confirmed this. He looked life ‘death warmed up’ as his granny would say.Ste still felt awkward enough as it was, being at Jamie’s house. Even dressed up in Jamie’s designer clothes—like a living Ken doll as Jamie pu
Adam held his phone, thumbs hovering over the screen.‘Should I message her?’ he wondered. Would it be weird? Or would she be happy to hear from him?Adam shrugged to himself. If she didn’t want to talk, she could always ignore him.He unblocked Alice and sent her a good morning message.He smiled when she replied almost immediately.‘I wonder if she’s
Alice smiled to herself as put her phone down and got ready for school. She was still smiling as she brushed her hair and applied her lip gloss, happy with how she looked today.After practically floating down the stairs, Alice greeted her family in the kitchen.“Yay, panda-cakes,” Alice cried, seeing the pancakes. “Thanks, mum.”Alice poured syrup and blueberries onto her stack, then tried to eat the pile of food without messing up her makeup.“You’re cheerful this m
Seeing them there, holding hands and staring deeply into each other’s eyes, Adam almost couldn’t believe it.It had to be a mistake.Surely.Adam realised he’s stopped walking only when Ste walked into him and almost tripped over.“Sorry,” Ste uttered in a panicked voice, even though they both knew the collision had been Adam’s fault.Realising he had no choi
The old park was on the outskirts of town, roughly an equal distance between his location and Jamie’s. Still, he ran the entire distance, not wanting Jamie to get there first and be forced to wait around, having no clue as to what was going on. Ste leaned on the old goalpost as he caught his breath. His lungs were on fire, probably because of the smoking, but all that realisation did was make him crave a cigarette. ‘I need one to calm my nerves,’ Ste told himself. With a shaking hand, Ste dropped the pack of cigarettes as he went to retrieve one. A couple fell into a puddle and weren’t rescuable, but he scooped up the dry ones and poked them back into the packet, popping one between his lips. The cigarette made him feel lightheaded but slightly less panicked as he awaited Jamie’s arrival. He saw Jamie in the distance, walking at a slow pace toward him. He looked so small and innocent, hugging his oversized hoodie around himself and wrapped in a pink scarf. Ste wanted to hug him, m
“I need you to do something for me,” Jamie said, staring into Ste’s eyes with an intensity he’d never seen before. “And I'm afraid you aren’t going to like it.”“What is it?” Ste asked, dreading to think what Jamie might ask of him.“I planted a little seed in Adam’s mind. He thinks he’s so smart but he’s as easy to manipulate as anyone else. You remember when I mentioned that teen gangster who let all of his mates shag his girlfriend?” Jamie said.‘No… he wouldn’t want that to happen to his own sister. Sur
Alice smiled at Joseph, trying to focus on what he was telling her.She couldn’t.All she could think about was Adam. He never replied to her message about meeting Dave. This was either because he didn’t care, or he was annoyed about it.‘Or seething with rage about it,’ Alice thought with a shiver of dread.“So… should I say yes?” Joseph asked.
Seeing them there, holding hands and staring deeply into each other’s eyes, Adam almost couldn’t believe it.It had to be a mistake.Surely.Adam realised he’s stopped walking only when Ste walked into him and almost tripped over.“Sorry,” Ste uttered in a panicked voice, even though they both knew the collision had been Adam’s fault.Realising he had no choi
Alice smiled to herself as put her phone down and got ready for school. She was still smiling as she brushed her hair and applied her lip gloss, happy with how she looked today.After practically floating down the stairs, Alice greeted her family in the kitchen.“Yay, panda-cakes,” Alice cried, seeing the pancakes. “Thanks, mum.”Alice poured syrup and blueberries onto her stack, then tried to eat the pile of food without messing up her makeup.“You’re cheerful this m
Adam held his phone, thumbs hovering over the screen.‘Should I message her?’ he wondered. Would it be weird? Or would she be happy to hear from him?Adam shrugged to himself. If she didn’t want to talk, she could always ignore him.He unblocked Alice and sent her a good morning message.He smiled when she replied almost immediately.‘I wonder if she’s
Ste sat at the table, pretending he didn’t hear Alice pleading with her brother on his behalf.‘You can be the better person’… those words stung. He knew what she meant; that Jamie didn’t have to stoop to Ste’s level. Still… she was trying to do him a favour. He must really look pathetic.His reflection in the window confirmed this. He looked life ‘death warmed up’ as his granny would say.Ste still felt awkward enough as it was, being at Jamie’s house. Even dressed up in Jamie’s designer clothes—like a living Ken doll as Jamie pu
When Alice arrived at Adam’s gate, she almost turned around and walked away. He hadn’t invited her. He despised her, it seemed. Would he be angry about her showing up unannounced?She was mulling it over when she overheard a voice.“Please Adam, you have got to stop skipping classes. You know the soc’ is on my back. You managed to clean up the house for Christ’s sake… why can’t you just behave in school?”It was Mike.The smell of smoke wafted over the fe
Jamie plonked the shirt on the counter and coolly told the cashier he wanted to return it.The girl looked at him, swallowed, and muttered, “Erm, you can’t return it if you’ve worn it—”“The stitching is coming undone. I’ve worn it once. It’s shoddy,” Jamie told her. In truth, there was nothing wrong with the stitching aside from the portion he’d unpicked by hand. It hadn’t been easy either; the quality of the garment was, in fact, annoyingly high.The truth was, Jamie had spent the last of his allowance on clothes and left himself short. Now he c