I cut the engine as I reached Jesse's house. I glanced up at his house and then at my surroundings. This was giving me the creeps.
Jesse lived in a house in the middle of nowhere. Not quite literally, but did he have to live in such a place where there were no freaking neighbours? I mean sure I could see some houses a bit far away, but would it have hurt so much to be a bit close to human civilisation?
Or maybe he just didn't want the neighbours to hear the girls' moans
and scream when he fucked them.It was dark inside the house and around it. I was alone here, except that maybe Claire and Jesse are inside and my friends were going to come soon. I got out of the car and walked up the stairs to Jesse's doorstep.
Should I knock? Or just barge into the house? That would rude, but eh who cares, he has got my best friend locked up in his room.
I was about to touch the door handle when I heard a car pull up silently. I turned around to see Jake in
My eyes shot open and the first thing I saw was white. Blinding white. I quickly closed my eyes and opened them slowly to adjust to the bright light.I looked around for anything familiar, but there was nothing but white. I was wearing a white dress, I was sitting on a white bed, the curtains were white, the fan whirling above was white, the tables and cabinets were white too. There was too much white in this room.I moved my left hand to my face, rubbing it, acutely aware of a crick in my neck. I hissed when I felt a sharp pain when I tried to turn my head to the side.As I tried to move my right hand, I felt something holding it back. My eyes fell upon a hand in my own. It was Claire. She had her hand in my hand, resting her forehead on our hands."Claire," I called, my voice sounding a bit hoarse and rough. She lifted her head from her hands and I cringed at the sight of her face. Her eyes were red and dried tear marks were on her cheeks. It was clear
I woke up with a jolt. My whole body felt wet, I was sweating. I threw away the blanket I had draped myself with and sat up straight on my seat.Reality finally sank in and I realised it was a dream. No, not a dream, It was the worst nightmare of my life. I took out the bottle of water Claire had in her bag and took a long gulp of it, not caring that the water ran down my neck and into my shirt. I calmed down my breathing and closed my eyes, massaging my temples.This should never happen. Ever.As if on cue, I heard hurried footsteps down the hallway, nearing me. My eyes snapped to the figure."What is it?" An alarmed voice asked someone. Please let this not be some sort of déjà vu!"Emergency at Room 201! The patient is having a hard time breathing. Irregular heartbeats!" Another voice panicked."Send a nurse to Room 201!" The alarmed voice shouted back.I quickly jumped to my feet and looked through the glass door at B
Valentine'sDay~Three years later ~I opened my eyes with the familiar look of my dorm room surrounding me. I shared the room with a short, blonde girl, Pippa Anderson who had a lot of cool tattoos and piercings on her skin. She was a very sweet girl, always helping me with my homework. She was also very adventurous, out-going and a social butterfly, exactly opposite to me. I considered her a great friend but only Claire was my best friend. But currently Pippa's bed was empty. She had gone to Radford to visit her ailing mother.I had college at nine in the morning, and I would need at least fifteen minutes to get there.I rolled on my side and glanced up at the alarm clock on my bedside table. It was seven in the morning. Why didn't the alarm go off? I usually woke up at six.Then I saw something next it. A note.Good morning, beautiful. You look gorgeous today. Happy Val
The annoyingly loud sound of my alarm clock woke me up and I wanted to do nothing but smash that little piece of crap with my baseball bat. I allowed myself a few more minutes in bed, calculating the hours of the day it would take for me to get back in here.I loved my bed. It was like I was in a relationship with him. But damn that alarm clock, it was freaking jealous of us.I threw away the covers and marched to the bathroom. It was like being in this mood is a part of my daily routine.During breakfast, my phone rang and I picked it up."Hey, Claire," I greeted my best friend as I shoved a piece of pancake topped with maple syrup in my mouth."Brooke. I need to talk to you,"
"Hi," Claire greeted me quietly at my locker."Hi, how are you today?" I asked as I opened my locker and took out books for my first class."Better than yesterday.""Good, you'll be more better at the end of the day," I said, opening a book.She frowned at me, "Brooke, I don't think we should do it. I mean, let's just leave him alone," I closed my book and glared at her."Claire, we can't do that. It's not much. He won't get that hurt."She looked uncertainly at me."Well, if you don't want to help me, it's okay. I can do it by myself."
It had been half an hour. I had been sitting outside waiting for half an hour for Brian to come out of the men's bathroom. And it had been more than an hour since school ended. What was I going to tell my stupid brother and my mom for why I was late?As school ended an hour ago, not many people were there. Just a few teachers and some students. People passing by gave me odd looks from which I could tell that they were thinking why I was sitting directly outside the men's bathroom.Brian dragged me to the men's bathroom from the parking lot. Of course I tried to run away but I couldn't because he held my arm so tightly as if his life depended on it. I swear he stopped blood circulation in my body. And now he was making me wait for him. And why was I still here? Because he got his hands on my phone! And I had no idea how!
After our unsuccessful attempt to teach Jesse a lesson, I didn't forecast another revenge plan looming on the horizon. It was going to have to wait. Or maybe we won't do it after all.I ignored Claire at first because I wanted her to feel guilty of what she did yesterday. But even I couldn't be mad at her for too long and eventually I forgave her the second she mentioned that she was going to pay for my lunch for a month."What about Jesse?" I asked Claire. We were by our lockers, retrieving our books for our first class. I had Physics while she had English."What about him?""Don't you want to punish him for using and then dumping you?""Um...I don't really think we should do that.
"You are kidding me, right?" I asked. "Nope," Jerk replied as if it was not a big deal, at least not to him. "You can't be serious!" "But I am." "Are you serious? Cause I am really serious." "I am serious." "Brian! I can't possibly complete all your homework for the next ten days." "But you have to. Ah...and also the homework I got on the days that I missed school." "No. Please. Not homework. Give me something else to do. Not homework." I pleaded. "You have to do that. Like I said, I want payback," He stood up, picking up his bag. "And it's not like it's that much of a work. Be thankful I didn't ask you for something worse, like being my maid for a month." I glared at him. "And what if I don't do it?" "I'm sure you won't like it." "Hah! You can't do anything. I won't do it!" I started to leave but he held me by my wrist. "Oh, so do you want me to tell the whole school that
Valentine'sDay~Three years later ~I opened my eyes with the familiar look of my dorm room surrounding me. I shared the room with a short, blonde girl, Pippa Anderson who had a lot of cool tattoos and piercings on her skin. She was a very sweet girl, always helping me with my homework. She was also very adventurous, out-going and a social butterfly, exactly opposite to me. I considered her a great friend but only Claire was my best friend. But currently Pippa's bed was empty. She had gone to Radford to visit her ailing mother.I had college at nine in the morning, and I would need at least fifteen minutes to get there.I rolled on my side and glanced up at the alarm clock on my bedside table. It was seven in the morning. Why didn't the alarm go off? I usually woke up at six.Then I saw something next it. A note.Good morning, beautiful. You look gorgeous today. Happy Val
I woke up with a jolt. My whole body felt wet, I was sweating. I threw away the blanket I had draped myself with and sat up straight on my seat.Reality finally sank in and I realised it was a dream. No, not a dream, It was the worst nightmare of my life. I took out the bottle of water Claire had in her bag and took a long gulp of it, not caring that the water ran down my neck and into my shirt. I calmed down my breathing and closed my eyes, massaging my temples.This should never happen. Ever.As if on cue, I heard hurried footsteps down the hallway, nearing me. My eyes snapped to the figure."What is it?" An alarmed voice asked someone. Please let this not be some sort of déjà vu!"Emergency at Room 201! The patient is having a hard time breathing. Irregular heartbeats!" Another voice panicked."Send a nurse to Room 201!" The alarmed voice shouted back.I quickly jumped to my feet and looked through the glass door at B
My eyes shot open and the first thing I saw was white. Blinding white. I quickly closed my eyes and opened them slowly to adjust to the bright light.I looked around for anything familiar, but there was nothing but white. I was wearing a white dress, I was sitting on a white bed, the curtains were white, the fan whirling above was white, the tables and cabinets were white too. There was too much white in this room.I moved my left hand to my face, rubbing it, acutely aware of a crick in my neck. I hissed when I felt a sharp pain when I tried to turn my head to the side.As I tried to move my right hand, I felt something holding it back. My eyes fell upon a hand in my own. It was Claire. She had her hand in my hand, resting her forehead on our hands."Claire," I called, my voice sounding a bit hoarse and rough. She lifted her head from her hands and I cringed at the sight of her face. Her eyes were red and dried tear marks were on her cheeks. It was clear
I cut the engine as I reached Jesse's house. I glanced up at his house and then at my surroundings. This was giving me the creeps.Jesse lived in a house in the middle of nowhere. Not quite literally, but did he have to live in such a place where there were no freaking neighbours? I mean sure I could see some houses a bit far away, but would it have hurt so much to be a bit close to human civilisation?Or maybe he just didn't want the neighbours to hear the girls' moansand scream when he fucked them.It was dark inside the house and around it. I was alone here, except that maybe Claire and Jesse are inside and my friends were going to come soon. I got out of the car and walked up the stairs to Jesse's doorstep.Should I knock? Or just barge into the house? That would rude, but eh who cares, he has got my best friend locked up in his room.I was about to touch the door handle when I heard a car pull up silently. I turned around to see Jake in
It had been four weeks. Four weeks since I broke up with Darren. A lot has happened within this short period. Firstly, Darren had changed. He was no longer the same Darren I knew. He was more quiet now. He didn't talk to me much but wasn't hostile or bitter to me as I had expected. We talked, but not as often as we used to. Things soon turned awkward if we had a conversation exceeding more than three minutes.Secondly, Claire and Jake were dating. I was so shocked when they told me. They started dating a week ago. I thought it was too early for Claire to be in a relationship already when less than four weeks ago, she broke up with Jesse. Not that I didn't like them dating, it was just that I felt that this escalated too quickly. But nevertheless, I was happy to see Claire happy again.And if you were wondering, no I was not dating Brian yet. I didn't know why, but we were still not dating. But I dif love him and we had kissed a few times. It was just that I thought I s
I hadn't seen Darren all day. I knew he was in school today. I wanted to tell him the truth as soon as possible. The guilt of still being his girlfriend but liking someone else was eating me alive. I just couldn't live with the truth for one more day. No matter what, I had to tell him.It would hurt him, it would hurt me too. But we would get over it eventually because we were not meant to be together in the first place. I just wanted to win a stupid bet. And to win it, I became his girlfriend. And that was so,sowrong. That was not something I would do. I would never do such a thing to my friend. But now that I had, I would have to set it right before it was too late.I saw him at lunch. I thought about telling him then and there but I didn't want to create any more drama so I waited till lunch ended. Gemma and Brian were there too. Gemma had brought her girl gang with her to lunch today. She was telling them about her date with Brian and he looke
"I had a perfect family," Brian began, "or so I thought. My dad and mom were college sweethearts. They loved each other so much that I still find it hard to believe that my mom would do something like that. And now, all I feel towards her is hatred," He said and paused.Hate...that was a strong feeling towards someone. The only person I hated was Jesse."My mom is a hot headed woman and I don't know why, but she always hated me. It was later that I got to know that she hated me because she didn't want to have a child with my dad. And before she could abort me, my dad got to know about it and so she couldn't do that."My eyes widened. Why would she do that? What kind of a mother was she?"When I was little, like nine or ten years old, I accidentally read one of my mom's texts. A man had texted her asking her to meet her at a hotel. When I checked her other texts, I got to know that she was cheating on my dad with another man. Naturally, I was very furious
I was frozen on my spot. Brian was kissing me. His lips were against mine. It took me some time to process that before I began responding to him. I didn't know why I kissed him back. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't stop myself.His lips were soft against mine. It made me feel dizzy. I had never been kissed before but this was the best kiss of my life.The moment he kissed me, it was like my feelings burst out into the open and I couldn't hold myself from kissing him back.My hands travelled up from his waist to his shoulders and I hooked my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. My fingers dug into his soft hair. Our lips moved in sync.His arms were on my waist and he was holding me tightly, refusing to let me go. Not that I wanted to go.His tongue licked my lower lip, asking for entrance and that was when I snapped to the present.What the hell was I doing? I was on a date with Darren and I was kissing Brian. That was so wron
"Don't worry, Mrs. Parker. I will bring Brooke home on time," Darren smiled at my mom while I slipped into my three inch heels. It looked good on my light pink dress which had a thin golden belt around my waist. It ended a little above my knees. I had left my hair in its usual wavy locks and had applied minimal makeup."Good. Have fun you two!" My mom squealed, more excited about me going on my first date, than I was myself.I gave her a tight lipped smile.Darren got here an hour ago. My mom left no stone unturned to interrogate the hell out of Darren. She was quite shocked when she heard that I was going on a date. After the interrogation, she clicked a few dozen pictures of us, despite me whining about us getting late.And now we were finally free.Darren opened his car door for me and I threw him a smile before getting in. He jogged around the car and opened the driver's door before getting in."Where are we going?" I asked as I saw him