"Ow." I mumbled when something hit the back of my head. It was a thin metal stick.
Then it hit me, we were inside of a...janitor's closet? I wasn't sure, but that stick was definitely a mop. My heart starts pounding louder when I heard the light switch being turned on. I peaked my eyes through the door. He was standing, rubbing his eyes while he was in his pajamas. His figure slowly walked away, I'm guessing he was headed to his room or kitchen. I don't know if we should go now. But if we do, it's going to be risky. "We should go before he comes back." Renz whispered in a panicked voice, our chest almost touching from the lack of space in the closet. SMerylle Quijano <quijanomerylleangela@gmail.com> 8:58 AM (0 minutes ago)
"Hi." The cashier boy greeted, mostly at me since his eyes was practically glued on me. I smiled back politely. He removed his cap and fixed his hair before going back at me. "What can I get for you today, gorgeous?" I pressed my lips together to keep myself from getting red, but I can already feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "We would lik-" I started. "Just two tacos," He eyed the guy from head to stomach, since the desk was covering the rest. "Chad." I looked at the guy's name tag. "It's actually Chase." The guy corrects. "Whatever,"
Long live the walls we crashed throughI had the time of my life, with you... "Long, long live the walls we crashed through..." I vibe with Taylor Swift like I was doing for the past hour. A slam of the door downstairs caused me to drop the hairbrush I was using as a mic, down on the bed. I hurriedly ran up to the speaker and lowered the volume into zero. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!" my mom screams loudly from downstairs. And just like that...the vibe just died. I sigh to myself. Why couldn't they stand each other for just one night? It can't be that hard.
"He's Gerold Samuels' son." "...that he lied or he's high or something." I smiled, but that grin dissapeared once I processed his words. "He's what?!" "Shhh...keep your voice down. And yes, he's his son. So if he snitch, you're dead and there's nothing I can do about it." he explained. "Earlier, before you came, he said that I better stop protecting you or he would tell his father." That damn snitch. Oh well, what do you expect from a child of a police sheriff? Life would've been boring without the fun. Just being me is boring but what about him? The poor guy. I doubt he even goes to parties at all, since his father is always sent to stop them. He let out a tired and stressed sigh. "Just- just be careful, Saydriel, okay? One more night." h
I just let out a sound of laughter as I loosen my grip on his hand. I could do this every night of my life and I would never be bored. Our footsteps were heavily hitting the cemented ground. Both of our breathing was heavy as we both panted. "STOP THERE, KIDS!" he shouted once again. Even from here I can practically hear the guy's panting and his heavy footsteps. The feeling in my chest felt so amazing. It was almost as if it's my first time doing this all over again. My body was hot from all the running. My eyes tear up from laughing. And my heart felt like it was running a whole mile. The cold breeze of air hit my face and blow my hair as I continued to run. My breathing felt weirdly abn
This time, they were more alert than before. One of the men took out a gun, the other took the small bat from the floor, and the last was looking around the corners. My heart was rapidly pounding in my chest. I can practically hear it from here. The sweats dripped down from my temple to my chin as my body felt hotter than it ever did before. I should've done that. I should've look down if I would step on something, and now we're both dead. In a flash, a huge rat comes in view infront of them. All three men slowly looked down at the rat. The man number 1 tilted his head to the side, looking confused. The man number 2 did a little wave at him. And finally, the man number three, stomped on it, instantly crushing it. I fight back a gasp. The s
I can wreck these people in no time. It'll be a piece of cake. "Hey y'all!" I exclaimed, flashing them a wide grin. They all turned their gaze on me. I was almost satisfied, until I saw that man number 2 had his grip on the girl's arm as he continued to look at me. "Who are you and what the fuck are you doing here?" A man spoke up. Which I'm assuming is the boss since he's the scariest one and largest. He had a huge scar on the left side of his face. A yellow teeth that proves that he doesn't brush his teeth. And a shaved eyebrows. While the other two looked like they were twins. The only difference is that one of them is bald and the other one has a buzz cut. "Hi. My name is...ehh-" I started noticing that the man's grip around her was st
There were two more left. One of the twins lays on the the ground trying to feel his jaw, while the other tries to punch my guy. But he dodged it and punched the stomach, making a gasp sound leave the bad guy's mouth. He didn't let him recover as he punch the guy straight in the nose, as a crack sound followed. My hair was tugged and I didn't have to know it was the last guy. His grip was strong. No doubt that a little part of my hair is dettached by now. I couldn't let this guy get me. So I stomped on his feet as hard as I. His arms loosen their grip on my neck so I grabbed his wrist and twisted it, and at the same time, kneeing his crotch. That was enough for him to grunt in pain as he falls on the ground. I wanted to do more, but before