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"Danielle? Danielle?! Danielle do something!"My body jerked and my eyes shot open, My breathing was erratic and my throat felt like it had been glued to its walls. I licked my lips and looked around briskly. The walls were white, the scent of disinfectant hit my nose and I internally gagged. My hands traced over the object I was currently sitting on before I gradually registered the fact that I was in a hospital and sitting in the waiting room.For a moment there, I hoped this was fake. That Rye's terrified and frantic yells for help were just mere illusions like my panic attacks and nightmares. That I didn't see the woman I called mother laying in a tub full of water stained with her blood, that Rye didn't slap me over and over again to gain my attention or that I didn't do anything. That I did nothing but stayed still as it all happened because my brain went into a freaking frenzy.I needed it to stop. I needed the whole world to freaking freeze so I could breat
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I grimaced as I rubbed my hand over my face. It seemed like the night was never-ending and the more time I spent here — staring at my mother, The more emotionally drained I felt. I bit my lip and winced as the taste of blood invaded my mouth, The dull ache in my head suddenly because stronger and I shut my eyes before I sprung them open again. “Coffee?” I heard a voice ask beside me, I turned my head to see my sister, Rye. She was holding two cups of coffee with one almost shoved in my face, her lips were pursed in a line and her straight black hair looked disheveled. I muttered some thanks under my breath as I accepted the coffee and took a sip. Silence reigned on us for a few moments before she finally spoke up. “Why do you think she did this?” Rye’s voice sounded heavy with emotion. I wish I had the answer to her question though, but the truth was the same question had plagued my thoughts for the past few hours. My mother was ever
FIRE CRACKER I THOUGHT YOU COULD HELP (18)
I Jumped into Jared's car the moment he arrived and spoke "Drive" "Aren't you at least going to tell me what's going on?" Jared asked as he glanced over at me for a split moment before locking eyes with the road. From what I could remember, he had always been a really careful driver and was most times one of the reasons I never crashed my previous cars. Today, he seemed to be sporting some sweat pants and a shirt as he drove down the road. "Just drive" I whispered again, I just wanted to get out of here first. Out of this hospital that smelt like antiseptic and the white walls and tubes and sick people and death, I could go on and on but the truth was; that I just needed to be away from her.From my mother. "Aren't you at least going to tell me where we are going?" Jared asked exasperated, His tone was a pitch higher than I remembered. I licked my lips and let out a breath before I locked eyes with his reckless orbs and responded. "Take me home." My voice was low. Barely carrying
FIRE CRACKER I’M TYLER ADAMS (19)
I wrapped my arms around myself as I began to walk down the road alone. Derek’s house was just a block from here and I was sure that I would make it. It was only evening now and I had to admit that it had been a long day. This day was full of surprises and disappointments and to top it all off, I had lost the flash drive, my only hope was that it was either at home, In Jared’s apartment, at the hospital, or worse; somewhere in the alley. I shuddered at the thought. I couldn’t lose that flash drive. With my mother in the hospital and Jared acting like a total jerk, those were my only means of finding out anything. I continued to walk down the block, it was evening now and the mood seemed to settle fine in the sky, the street lights were already on since it was a weekend and I could vaguely see some boys playing soccer in a small make-shift park. I smiled at the thought of my high school days. Apart from being very passionate about painting, I was very fascinated by the idea of p
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“I’m still calling you Mr. Disney.” I deadpanned as I rested on the wall. Mr. Disney furrowed his eyes at me, his long lashes and facial features were visible even in the dark and probably because for some reason I was putting effort to see someone. An amused smile suddenly crept unto his lips and his dimples showed, my cheeks burned and I looked away bashfully. “Alright, Miss hasty,” My ears seemed to perk up at that and a pout found its way to my lips, I tied my messy bun into a tighter one and stood up with my hands folded by my sides. “What did you just call me?” I wasn’t sure if I was annoyed or just frustrated with the situation and how good-looking this arrogant man was. But, how dare he call me names? “Oh so, it’s all fun and games till you’re the one being called names?” He mused. I scrunched up my nose in annoyance. “The name is Danielle, nothing more and nothing less” I spat as I glared at him. He brought hi
FIRE CRACKER WAIT... WHAT? (21)
“So…” I trailed off absentmindedly, trying to find colorful words to express how I felt “You kidnapped me?” “Not exactly,” Mr. Disney said as he placed a cup of coffee in front of me and sat opposite me with another cup of coffee in his hands. I sighed. “So, then what is it? Cause if you want money, which I highly doubt… I’ve got none” I announced hysterically as I raised my hands in surrender “And- and if you are some sort of- of organ remover then please at least tell me how and where I am going to die, make sure to hit my head first because I do not want to be awake while you are cutting me open-” “Miss hasty-” “No, seriously I mean it,” I said as I licked my lips and stared into his beautiful blue eyes, his dark fringe fell right above his eyes and his pointed nose seemed to fit so perfectly on his face. “No, cause um, if- if I’m going to die then I at least have to know how? when? Why? Who’s going to d
FIRE CRACKER MONEY?
Silence reigned for a while before Mr. Disney's voice rang through the room."This is one of your jokes right? Do you think this kind of manipulation would work on me?" He gritted out.Megan seemed unfazed as she threw what looked like a pregnancy test in his face. I furrowed my eyebrows at her, Somewhat impressed. She came with all the receipts. "Well guys, as much as I'd like to stay and listen to this beautiful exchange of words, I've got to go, I've got very important things to do" I informed them and began to walk towards the door."Are you sure?" I heard Mr. Disney ask. I rolled my eyes. "Not really, but I'm sure you have a lot more pressing matters" I glanced over at Megan "To deal with at this moment" I finished and stepped out.To the honest, his apartment was really beautiful. The walls were painted grey and the floors were tiled with marble, He seemed to be an artistic person because a few paintings hung on the walls, mostly paintings of scenery or nature. I ran my hands
FIRE CRACKER OFFERS AND WEIRDO’S (23)
I glanced between the two men, The one who handed me the blank cheque looked to be in his late forties, His hair was styled back and you could tell it had been dyed recently, A cigarette sat loosely at the side of his lips as he stared at me in expectation. I licked my lips and discreetly tapped my foot against the ground. I tried to gauge the situation because this sounded like some cliche part of a movie I watched a few months ago. Cause, let's face it, who randomly offers someone a blank cheque in exchange for working with them. It's either this man was filthy rich or just dumb. "Look, You don't have to make a decision right now." The man's voice sounded heavy but not demanding. There was something about this man that just felt so familiar. I was certain I had never seen this man before, but something about him was just so— "You can decide tomorrow and come to my company and tell us your decision," The man continued and handed me a file,
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