Crack Novels & Stories

My eyes look down at the screen, having happiness shoot through me as I read over Jack’s message. Jack: hey😊 Me: heyyy. Jack: I would give you my number but I'm scared you might give it out to ppl or some shit As I read his message, I couldn’t help but feel offended by the fact that Jack really didn't trust me enough to give me his number. I mean we have been talking on a daily basis, I thought he would’ve known me better than that by now. Me: oh okay so u don't trust me? It's cool I wouldn't want your number anyways.

The glass shatters, and the picture frame falls from the wall. "Shit," I curse, wounding my right arm. Immediately, I go to the bathroom, washing the blood from my arm, and reach for the first aid kit, adding hydrogen peroxide to my hand and wrapping a bandage around it. I want to punch something else for my girlfriend of 3 years for cheating on me, but instead, I knock down some items from the bathroom countertop. I'm marching for my phone to call my heartless cheating girlfriend again to tell her how much of a tramp she is. I want her to hurt more than she hurt me, but instead I blocked and deleted her number, wanting nothing to do with her.

Nope,“ then focused on her now cold coffee. Caleb and Ireti had broken up around the same time that she and Dafe did. Bemoaning their fate with men, the girls had both broken into Caleb's multimillion mansion with Ireti's key and had drank almost his entire bar. Ireti had even accidentally broken his t.v in the process. In the process of leaving, they'd had left the gates and the doors wide open for anyone to come in. Burglars took the invitation and had carted away his million dollar watch collection. It was the security man who had discovered the act the next morning and had promptly called his boss, who promised hell when he returned.

I explain. “What exactly are we trying to do here? I can barely see the fracture. It almost looks like a whisp of cloud,” Josie says. “Yes, it is much more subtle here, it's nothing like it is on the other side. That's why it has been so difficult to find,” Deacon adds. “I wonder why that is, but it doesn't really matter. That whisp you see shouldn't be there, you need to open it. Imagine it like a large sheet of ice that's blocking your way. Start chipping away at the crack in the ice until it's all gone,”

Something that has been held under control cracks and breaks and releases. I do not remember standing. I cannot recall the decision to stand or the mechanics of my body responding to the need to move. I can only feel the rage. Red hot and absolute and consuming everything else. The table splinters beneath my palm when I hit it. My hand cracks through the obsidian surface like it is nothing. Like my fury has made me stronger than physics. Stronger than stone. My chair slams back with enough force to topple. Stone cracks beneath my feet as I move.

With someone else. Ava’s grip tightened on the receipt. Her chest rising and falling faster now. This— This was it. The first real crack. Not a feeling. Not a suspicion. Not a message. A lie. Clear. Undeniable. Real. She stood there for a long time. Just staring at the receipt. As if it might change if she looked at it long enough. As if it might explain itself. But it didn’t. It just stayed the same. Cold. Printed.

Another crack. When I opened my eyes again, the smile had changed. It’s more chilling and cold. My eyes felt flat, like a lamp switched off in a house where something had already died. A bitter chuckle rumbled out of my chest. I didn't notice my grip tightening on the wine glass until it made a loud shattering sound. Crack! The glass burst in my hand. Shards tore into my palm, and whiskey splashed over the cuts, and blood welled up and ran down my fingers in thin red lines, dripping onto the leather, onto the floor, onto my trousers.

Crack has Mara's heart beating faster third time because crack allows blood. "You are tiny opening hairline which baby blood heir opened for family for four can play but allows blood too, you reached pregnant belly bleeding light, you reached birthmark baby bleeding light second stab. Now you open third time because twenty-five waking makes you breathe, you whisper Mara sewn mouth smiling under ice because Mara's heart beating faster third time. You want to be twenty-six crack that allows blood third time battery third time best battery. No, you will be twenty-six crack

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