Grey

CHLOEI got rejected by another publishing company and the best thing I do is go to the bar to get drunk. I don't do this, most times I just go to my apartment and I begin to weep but today I'm at the bar drinking my sorrows away. "Josh!" I yell the bartender's name, at least I think that's his name. Even though it's not his name it's not in his job description to say it isn't all he has to do is serve me alcohol. He runs in my direction. He's cute but he's not my type, maybe it's because he sounds like Justin Bieber, and I hate Justin Bieber. He has blond hair, blue eyes, and nice lips but his voice? Ew. I shake my empty glass on his face. "Another vodka please," I yell at the top of my voice, I have to because the music in this club is loud as hell. He gets the same bottle of vodka as if the bottle was preserved for me. He pours it into my glass and I smile at him not because I'm being flirty but because he's a great bartender. I drink from it and I feel less shitty than I was

CHLOE He's not gay. A gay man will never talk about having three girlfriends in high school. I'm just sitting down and watching as he takes my girlfriends to comedy lane. We haven't talked about me being rejected again, I guess it's a good thing it's been hard for me to even think about it. It's better for me to watch this clown act like an idiot than for me to bring up my failure. "Hey, Chloe." He calls me and I put on my best fake smile, the fake smile that can convince you that I like you. "Who's your favorite comedy actor?" My girls are looking at me and they look brainwashed. I turn to face Chris who has that genuine smile on his face, his smile looks more real than mine. I also don't know why he's asking this question, what does this have to do with our club? Sure we talk about movies and music but he's not supposed to know that, he just joined us. "Uh, Chris Rock?" I say and he snaps his finger. "I love that guy." He's still looking at me and I want him to look away so

CHLOEI never thought a burglar would break into my house. I'm always careful, we live in a cruel world and it does not favor women. Whoever this mother fucker is I'm about to take him down.I charge toward him, yelling like a soldier who's about to attack someone. The person turns around and yells and I stop when I find out that it's just my cousin, Rene. She's still screaming and I tell her to shut up. I cover her mouth with my hand. And when she's calm the first thing she does is smack my hand away from her mouth. "Chloe, why are you trying to kill me?" She gasps and puts her hands on her mouth. "is it because I stole two dollars from your purse the last time I visited?"This bitch. "Wait, hold on that was you?" She stays quiet then she giggles."I'm just kidding, I didn't-""It's too late Rene," I say and she immediately apologizes. I sigh and I drop the baseball bat on the ground. "Damn I thought you were a burglar or a Chris Joshua.""A what?" "Long story, why didn't you cal

SusanI'm in Texas, and my trip was stressful but successful I know finding her won't be easy but I have to try. Our future lies in her hands. I don't know if she already knows that. All I do know is that she's the savior the one that can unite all creatures, be it supernatural or human. This massacre has to stop. We don't hurt people yet these hunters hunt us down and they kill us for nothing. I'll never forget the look on Rose's eyes when she got shot by that hateful hunter. I try my best to forget about that, but it doesn't work no matter how hard I try. I'm in a diner. I'm truly starved, I haven't eaten since the night of the massacre. To be honest I didn't have the appetite. It's not every day you witness a massacre. I never thought I'd see a real-life werewolf hunter, the vile way they killed all those other werewolves, we didn't see it coming. When people said they were sneaky I thought it was an exaggeration but it's not. It's like they dropped from the sky when they saw an o

ChloeIt's been four weeks and it's official, Nathan and I are boyfriend and girlfriend. The first time he called me his girlfriend was when he was in my house and he was drawing me. He's a really good artist, I end up being awestruck by his work. Having an artist for a boyfriend is romantic. He told me he had been doing this since he was a kid and just like me his parents are supportive, it was that kind of support that made him want to do more, just like me but unlike me, a lot of people love his artwork.I sat still on the couch and he got the stool from the kitchen and sat in the middle of the living room. Rene was still in Texas but she wasn't at home, she went out to meet up with an old friend from college. A friend who had been cast in a movie will be going to LA to start filming. Rene was happy with her friend but she lost her confidence. I told her she wasn't going to be a Hollywood star if she was sitting down in my house all day binge-watching Grey's Anatomy. I also got a