Crybaby K12 Novels & Stories

Ariana POV Friday morning began with a scream. Not a terrified scream. Not an emergency scream. A Maya scream. Which somehow managed to be worse. I was halfway through breakfast when my phone exploded with notifications. The group chat had accumulated twenty-three new messages in less than five minutes. Experience had taught me that ignoring such activity was dangerous. Whatever disaster Maya had created would eventually find me anyway. With a sigh, I opened the chat. The first thing I saw was a photograph. The second thing I saw was Maya's message. WE HAVE A CRISIS. Immediately below it was a picture of a giant poster board. Then another message appeared. SOME PEOPLE ARE CHEATING.

But suddenly. “Mommy, Daddy.” A cry from a little girl echoes right in front of him and from the other end of the bridge. The night that is deep and quiet makes the crying echoes. The burning cars in front of them and the smell of intoxicating burns are raising. He stops crying, now pitying the little girl that just got his attention. He turns his gaze in front and saw the little one dressed in red, full of wounds, and crying hard. Her cheeks are red from crying and her nose seems to swell because of the same reason. The lights from the bridge made him see her clearly, or perhaps he is only seeing himself from her.

Breathing the summer air and the fresh grass, we sat there in silence for a long time. ‘Ky. What is going to happen now? We are finally done. Clarissa is out of top three, and got the worst grades the orphanage has ever seen on final exams, and will probably flunk senior year, in a couple of months I’ll turn eighteen, Oxford starts in September… You’ll turn 18 in October. Shit is happening! They are actually happening. I think I might actually have an anxiety attack.’ She blurted out, not even stopping to catch a breath. I felt like I was listening to Eminem’s Rap God. Couldn’t help myself, I laughed until my stomach hurt. There it was, pain, again. A good one, though. But it was there. As s