Clacecrazy, reporting for duty!
So yeah, I noticed no one read my first chapter which was a bit sad and disheartening, but now that I have a MI character up, I hoped maybe I would get someone? But I guess no one would know unless they read it... Which no one did. Oh well, a shout out to all cyber space that if you read my story lemme know! please... :(
Jordan
I didn't have a destination in mind when I got into my car. My only thought was to GET OUT!
It didn't surprise me when I found myself in rural New York, but I knew I wanted to steer clear of the city. This was where I had met her, so I needed to stay away from the actual location, to keep myself sane. With all the people, I needed to avoid it to clear my head, and figure out what I was going to do.
Pulling over in a friendly lookinng neighborhood of a suburb close to NYC, I stopped the car and leaned my head back to relax.
Maia.
My chest contracted when I thought of her, all over that other guy. What had happened that had made our relationship plummet? What had I said wrong, done wrong, or acted wrong about? What could I have changed to keep her around?
It was the talk of the party, her cheating on me when I was there to see it. We had been together for six years! I was thinking of buying a ring! But then she had started to drift away earlier. Her friends became a larger priority than me. Her family didn't want me around, and since Maia and her psychotic brother Daniel had recently made up, whenever I visited, there was either a snake in my bed, or tarantulas in the shower. But Maia would look at me like I was crazy when I tried to blame Daniel.
She stopped texting. Stopped calling. When I invited her to the party, the last thing I expected to see was her all over Anthony. I couldn't believe that he would do that with my girlfriend, him being my best friend. But I also couldn't believe that Maia would end it that way. Or that she would end it at all actually. It broke my heart. Broke it into fourths, twice for the two people I trusted, betraying me.
Gripping the steering wheel, I flung the car out into the street to go somewhere, anywhere! Just not a place where I could think. I had parked on the wrong side of the road to make it seem like a long term spot, but when I frantically pulled out of my little space, it took only a second for me to realize, I was still on the wrong side of the road. Coincidentally, it was the same amount of time it took for the car coming over the rise to stomp on their brakes and come skidding, squeaking tires and all, twenty feet into me. It was all I could do to scream.
Please R&R! please...