Bad Things Happen Bingo Novels & Stories

The group chat with Marcus and Tyler was still active from earlier. Marcus: Update on the scholarship girl? You’ve been quiet lately. Tyler: Bet’s almost up, man. Santorini or what? I stared at the messages until the screen went dark. The bet. God, the bet. I closed my eyes and let the memory crash over me like cold water, the full, ugly truth of how it all began. It was the night after Emily first stood up to me in the hallway.

Pamela said, disturbing Mea's train of thought. She looked at the pool area again and the boys were gone. Mea remembered again, they’re supposed to cancel all their plans. She had to tell Renee they might have to reschedule their meeting with her parents. Four foamy cappuccinos were served to the table of the four women. “I miss the parties,” sighed Renee. “What if aside from shopping sprees, we’d look for open parties in town?” She suggested. “Or let’s go clubbing!”

“Shouldn’t he be stockpiling food?” “He’s got two hundred cans of kidney beans buried all around the cabin, apparently.” Bing swore under his breath. “Him and his buddies have some kind of club. This is what happens when the city cuts funding for the senior center. Too much time on too many old geezers’ hands. Like I needed something else to worry about. None of them can see worth a damn. Running around in the woods with guns.” He closed his eyes for a second and rubbed his eyelids. “Maybe we could offer bingo night here at the station.” Jack tried to lighten the mood.

Lemme explain. Imagine this: a bad girl in school known for her devious, merciless nature and reputation suddenly shows up dressed up like—wanna say—Sleeping Beauty. What do you think is gonna happen? It's gonna be like the Apocalypse. Worst part? Her senior folks are gonna walk in with her. It's gon' be like a princess with two bodyguards. No—two devils! Why did I not think of this in all of my plans? "Uh... Ari... Ari..." A hand was being waved in front of me.

Then, a week later, in the middle of the night, I woke up to someone knocking on my door. I turned on the light and looked toward the door. "Who's there?" No answer. I tried to go back to sleep. Then the knocking started again. It got real loud. This went on all night. I barely slept. The next day at work, I was completely drained. The next night, the same knocking started again. I knew right away it was Eleanor and Kaden. They were trying to make my life hell. So I got up and opened the door. I yelled into the empty hallway, "Mom, Kaden, I know it's you."

As Hugh stepped off the stage and passed by me, he leaned close and whispered in my ear, “Edward, I’m going to destroy you today and make sure you’ll never recover from this.” I didn’t even bother looking up at him. “Is that so? Then I’ll be looking forward to it.” “Next, let’s welcome Edward.” After the host announced my name, I picked up my flash drive and walked onto the stage with calm, steady steps. The murmuring in the audience instantly grew louder. “So that’s him? The guy who does black magic?” “I heard Tina ended up in the hospital because of him. Creepy.” “Shh, don’t say that. What if he curses you?”

Zara: let's go home. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” we yelped. I won, and Riley and Mark immediately took off running while I grabbed the burger from the table, eating as fast as I could before they made it back to me. We were playing the famous rock–paper–scissors, and Noah was just seated there watching us, giggling. Later, we decided to go for a picnic. Riley and Mark started running back again while I tried to stuff the rest of the burger into my mouth.

I state and then shove my toothbrush in my mouth. "Yeah, no shit." I hear Sebastian say right before I hear a door slam shut. ... Via "So where are we going?" I ask as I put on my seatbelt and then mute my phone, which was lighting up every five seconds with a lot of messages from different people. "The senior center in our local park." Stephanie says as she puts on her own seatbelt. "It's bingo day!" Elizabeth says as she pulls out of her parking space. "Bingo day?" I look at Elizabeth then Stephanie. "That's actually a thing in our town?"

Honey I know bad shit sometimes happens to good people. It's the inevitability of life, right? It just seems so sad that someone died in the club because of us. The weight of that responsibility sits on our shoulders. Brandt and I talked about the life that was lost in the wee hours of the morning after we had sex at his new house. We haven't made it back to the playroom since all this craziness has hit us. We had both been hoping for a fun night, the night of the fire, but you see how that turned out. Not that I am complaining. We made it out with our lives. One woman was not so fortunate and that is a real shame.

Bella's POV After the evening that I had with Arthur, I definitely did not see this coming. I knew I was bad luck and bad things were prone to happen to me. But I think what made them understandable and bearable was the fact that most times, I had something good lined up to happen to me. In more clear terms, for every bad luck that happened to me, I had something good waiting for me. The only downside to the entire thing was the fact that the good things most times never amounted to the bad ones and they always took time. So tell me why the hell, something bad had to happen, immediately I had a breath of fresh and good luck?