All Chapters of Love or Live: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The aura at home was so crisp and tense we could have an entrancing banquet of it and there will still be an ample amount of the "meal" left for Maisie. Our emotions flared when my mother began telling my dad how irresponsible I’d been by not picking up Mason and Madison and how I’d gotten detention. My mother had broken our deal, she’d snitched on me although she told me she wasn’t going to mention it, she broke my trust! I didn't plan on telling my parents that Maisie was coming over to hide till God-knows-when because she was wanted for the demise of a bully who'd come after her and even if I there was a slim chance of that happening before, it had been washed away. For the first time in a long time I was scared... No, panicking. The person I loved with all my life was wanted for murder, the person I had dated was probably assisting the pol

Rows of lockers on both sides of the long corridor thinned out of my view as I raced with feet hastier than Iris', the goddess of the rainbow, swift-footed messenger of the gods. Their colours fizzled out -  Magenta, hue of a perfect green lawn, a spotless blue sky and the golden shade of the sun.I went left, turned right and shot down the longer hallway that had two defective bulbs that flickered inversely to each other. I passed by exquisite and identical hazel coloured doors with brass doorknobs. I knew what was on the other side of those doors and I had been in most - Ruddy carpets, plastered cerulean and white snowy ceilings, air conditioners airing at their topmost potentials, black lounge chairs on one side and a tablet-armed chair on the other side of a desk messed with crisp, white papers.I got out of the building easier than I thought I would. I felt like I was running into a booby trap. I retrieved my four

Two red and white ambulances whose loud unrelenting engines and sirens tore apart the natural serenity a cold, wet night brought along rushed with a mad haste into NYC teaching hospital with his emergency horns blaring deafeningly like it would knock off death till they got to the hospital. As the rescue vans pulled up in front of the cream and pink building, four storeys tall, splendidly constructed and very very well illuminated hospital that was kept in solitary from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, seven nurses of different ranks hurried out to meet the casualties of a ghastly motor accident; a first-aid kit held tightly in one of them's hand.Stretchers came along less than thirty seconds after. Every living organism was in an hysteria as they all worked hand in hand to save the lives of the badly battered victims. The only substances that paid no attention were the yellow and pitch Begonia flowers that danced with th

Sheryl and Russel knew every shrub, every single green trees, thickets, plants, weeds, briers, flowers and boscage and that was a good thing on the short run as we ran as fast we could away from the cops - barely escaping with Sheryl.What I meant by moving as fast as we could was actually extremely slow and almost an insignificant increment compared to how we well we moved before the cops came.Sheryl's cuffs were still on her and they made her unable to do anything but point out shortcuts with extreme fatigue.Maisie was conscious again thanks to the ear piercing sounds of gunshots that filled the air minutes ago but she could barely speak or do anything other than stare and breath and bleed into Russel's shirt as we ran up, down and round the brown, dry earthen clumps, popped small, feeble branches under our weight and had occasional stops to get the right direction to Sheryl

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior.What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds.Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence?Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family.How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?No! He definitely came for something else.Perhaps he had come to see the doctor - he definitely needed one.Sal was upset already and it didn't make him better that a sick b*stard was smiling down at him.Mer noticed the swift