Pee Accident Story Novels & Stories

I mutter, staring at the ceiling, my voice hoarse. She doesn't answer immediately. She just traces a lazy circle on my shirt with her finger, ignoring my rejection. “Charl—” "How about I tell you some news that might interest you?" I don't answer. She continues. “Peyton was taken by the cops, and on their way, their van got hit by a drunken dude, and now the doctor is claiming she has… I don't know what Brad said, but it was kind of a funny story." I push her away, sitting up so fast my head spins. I grab her jaw, my thumb digging into her chin, wrenching her face toward mine.

"My acid reflux has been acting up a bit, so I made Mexican street corn. But there's hot sauce if anyone wants to make it spicier." "Acid reflux?" I asked. "It's one of the symptoms," Heidi said coyly. "So you are then! Congratulations!" I exclaimed, giving her a hug. And then moved to hug Kelli. "And congrats to you too." "We're not telling anyone yet because I'm not two months yet. But yeah—we're both so excited." She smiled and her whole face glowed as she squeezed Kelli's hand. Paige then pulled Heidi and Kelli both in for hugs. "Congratulations, and sorry again for how drunk I was at Gigi's mate meeting thing."

Loading in with this many mercs didn’t make me confident either. Once we were seated and buckled in, the plane started to taxi forward. My breath caught. Paige took one look at me and launched into a story about Lauren’s last ill-fated date, an accountant with a fetish for crunchy eating sounds who insisted on ordering for her. I clutched her hands like a lifeline. This plane wasn’t nearly as nice as our usual one, so I didn’t let the uncomfortable seat be my focus instead of the takeoff. I could only stare at the back of the seat in front of me and try to focus on her words.

She pushed the finished plate of crackers and cheese away. “Another screw up?” Peabody eyed the remaining plates. The jasmine rice. The bow tie pasta drenched in a lemony butter sauce. He reached for the pasta. “The twentieth anniversary screw up.” She speared a bow tie with her fork. “Why on earth I thought it’d be a good idea to give that man a gun, what with his history of disasters, is beyond me.” “You’re not saying he missed shooting himself in the head, are you?”

All eyes are on Ace as he sips. ‘Ok guys. It’s my go,’ Hailey says. ‘Never have I ever cheated on a partner,’ to which, no one drinks. ‘Never have I ever had a one-night stand,’ Mark says, staring at Ace, who glares at Mark, and drinks. Ace smirks at Mark. ‘Never have I ever eaten dog food!’ Ace says. ‘Hey! I was six years old, and you told me it was meatloaf!’ Mark says, and Hailey and I laugh.

Alexia's POV It's been two weeks. Two weeks since the Lebanese and Australian Mafia attacked us. Two weeks since we merged our mafias and everything have been going on perfectly. I groaned as i looked the clock, showing it was 8:02 am. I placed my hand over my mouth as i felt nauseous. Without wasting time, i got off the bed and ran to the bathroom, kneeled down by the toilet and threw all the contents of my stomach out. I looked at it in disgust before flushing it.

*Third POV* “Ah one roasted veggie pizza large and 8 grilled teriyaki extra cheese pizza large and a three coke bottle.” the guy said as the girl started to note it down at the screen in front of her. “Okay Sir, would you like anything else?” the girl asked, looking at the guy in front of her. “Finally the son of the famous actress has been found and is taken to the hospital and is being treated. He was found by the side of the road by the woods by the person who was driving by. Lucky he is still alive but is badly wounded”

His tears finally fell. “I want you to surrender yourself to the Campus Police!” “You,” he laughed; “you can’t be serious, Veep.” “Mrs. Atienza is absent today! No one else has the key to that cabinet except you! Stop denying it, Albert Porac!” “I did not cause that mass food poisoning in the cafeteria, Toto Lei Chavez!” And there was another batch of shocked gasps within the room. A club member stepped forward, saying in a shaking voice, “Prez, y-you poisoned us?”

I can’t wait to get underneath the covers and cuddle up in his arms. “I totally forgot to ask Mom what had caused Hailey to end up like that,” I said, realizing how important that detail was to us. “Someone put something in the drink that came to your table.” He turned into our driveway. The garage door automatically opens for the car to park out of the rain. “The piña colada was poisoned.” Hold up, I ordered one, and then Hailey ordered the second. Did he know that? “How many were brought to the table?”

I say pulling Tee with me. I drag her to a pizza place that's always open, my brother's wife cousin works here. We sit in the corner of the booth, eyeing each other silently. Tee buys us smoothies and a pizza, I put my phone on the table when the pizza arrives. It's three in the morning and I'm eating pizza with a demented eighteen year old that refuses to accept she has issues deeper than emotional trauma. “I am sorry.” “You'll have to be more specific than that.”