a sidenote: ScipioPB brought up an excellent point (thanks btw!) and I thought I should mention how I got the prompts. Some of them (less than half I think) were from prompt lists on the Internet that allowed people to use them freely. The rest are from a random word generator, but those I sometimes modified (ex: I got "history" and turned it into "history repeats itself") whenever I felt like it. So, technically, only a tiny number of prompts actually belong to me.
moving on...
Silhouettes
Summer (Prompt 41-45)
Prompt: intention
Maya's PoV
He calls you again that night, his voice reaching out.
"Hey," you respond, a whisper in the receiver so your parents won't hear.
(The moon shines but you don't hang up.)
In the morning he appears breathless, explaining sheepishly that he escaped the chores Molly forced on him.
(Her puzzled face when you ask indicates that no, it was out of will ― impatience?)
Later Chase yells at you, echoing the thoughts you want to erase.
(Yesterday Chase blushed because of you.)
When you stomp your way out, you see Kasey with his friends, and suddenly you feel so lucky.
Prompt: hardship
Maya had spent the night pacing, and only when the sun started brightening her bedroom did she come to a decision.
She used to think Chase was The One — capitalised letters and all. After all, they were a match made in heaven! He was bitter, she was sweet; they fitted.
(Facts were facts.)
She would give him one last chance to redeem himself. Seven days for her to pick on the little things he did.
(A week to judge if it was worth losing Kasey.)
And thus, a week later, she found herself mourning the fall of her first love.
Prompt: last dance
Just by looking at his face, she knew.
If Molly thought it weird that he was up at 6 a.m., it was easily overpassed for his off expression.
"Can we talk?" Kasey's voice was a murmur in the dark.
Her throat tightened as she nodded.
"I," he started as he closed his eyes as though each word stuck painfully. "Just wanted to know if you're... alright with it. With me dating Maya."
"Of course it is okay, Kasey." Her voice shook — she hated herself for it.
He didn't look convinced. But he understood what wasn't spoken.
We lost that past.
Prompt: choke
Molly's Pov
(It had been a while since you had felt that destroyed.
It's usually easy: you follow your little path of life; when a storm is brewing you busy yourself, using distraction as salvation.
Shaky words, uneasy eyes, unwanted confrontation — so little to hurt so badly.
You shrink back to that child you once were, the one who thought the world was a bright, open field. Then you glanced back when you weren't supposed to, and suddenly you understood it's a box with no escape.)
At midnight you sneak out to cry by the sea. No one will know — experience tells.
Prompt: reach
Chase's PoV
Maya had been acting... different since she'd gotten that lover boy of hers. She used to hang around him whenever she could, neglecting her chores to chat his ears off. She'd ruin or steal the food he prepared. It was almost a game for him, searching for the exact buttons to push so she'd finally leave.
But now–
Now it was different.
More often than not, he stood alone in the silent kitchen. He had to find new, overly complicated recipes – the ones he'd preferred were too easy without any distraction.
She still frequently ignored her chores. But not for him.
