Life Happens Ch. 6 Lindsay stepped on the gas with a new sense of purpose, as she sped towards their childhood park. She hadn't been there in years, and rarely even ever thought of it anymore, but for some odd reason, she had the feeling that he would be there, swinging wildly with a huge white smile plastered on his tanned face. His reddish-brown hair would be flinging around, as he waved at her excitedly. She felt the car going even faster as she pictured different scenarios in her head. Why he would ditch their plans to swing, she would never know, but she would rather that, than he getting hurt, or something. She never really knew how much she cared for that kid until tonight. Until she was speeding all over town, looking for him. Colton was one of the nicest people she had ever known, and she didn't even appreciate, or even realize it, until there was the possibility that he was gone. Watch, she'd find him somewhere, and he'd be perfectly normal. Just goofing off somewhere, or something.
Life Happens Ch. 5 After pounding on the door for a few minutes, Lindsay realized that he wasn't going to be answering the door anytime soon, and neither was anyone else, for that matter. She felt tears in her eyes, and she balled her hands into fists. She didn't want to be like this. The type of girl that cries whenever her friends don't show. She just couldn't help it. She didn't know how she was supposed to get it, seeing as how she required a key card, but she was determined to find a way. Right now. She twisted the knob, and kicked at the door."COLTON!" She screamed into the door, as she body slammed it, yet again. She nearly shed a layer of skin when an old man, dressed in blue and white striped pajamas stepped out of the room next door. His wiped his eyes, sleepily."Miss, could you keep it down? It's two in the morning, and I have a plane to catch in the morning." Lindsay nodded dumbly, mumbling apologies, and promises to stay quiet. He frowned, returning to his room, muttering somet
Life Happens Ch. 4 Lindsay bolted into the driver side of her dad's cheap-ass car, and jammed the keys into the ignition. Fuck laws. She needed to find her best friend. She felt stupid for worrying so much, but it felt necessary. She had this feeling. Something was wrong. She knew it, and was half-afraid to find out what it was. After what seemed like forever and a half, she pulled into the parking lot of the hotel in which her best friend was staying. She was actually sort of surprised that she hadn't gotten pulled over on the way. Lucky there weren't any cops, because not only did she not have any driving experience whatsoever, but she had also been going 70 in a 45 zone, and was almost certain she had ran a few red lights on the way. She pulled the key out, and climbed out of the car. She ran into the lobby, up the stairs, and did a body slam into his door, calling his name in the same swift motion."If he doesn't open the door, someone's going to get st
Life Happens Ch. 3 From the time Colton woke up that morning, until now, a lot of time had passed, and not a lot of memory-recovering had been done. He tried as hard as he thought possible, and he still couldn't seem to remember anymore. There were a few little things he had recovered since then, but nothing too major. He wasn't the happiest of people. He remembered that. A lot of school torture, and family life not being so great. He remembered having crushes, and being rejected by the girls at school. They called him names, just like the boys did. Didn't anyone appreciate his existence, at all? After awhile, it was like it didn't even matter if he was there or not. He would drown out the loneliness with music and things. He was really talented. He remembered his mom always complimenting him on his singing and guitar skills. He was always modest and bashful about it, but he knew it was true. He had always wanted to be in a band of his own, and
Life Happens Ch. 2"Ma'am, i'm sorry, but the shop is closing. ..Ma'am? Ma'am!"Lindsay was shaken out of her zombie-eske state by an old woman shaking her shoulder."Huh?" The lady frowned."I'm sorry, but i'm going to have to ask you to leave. I don't like kicking people out, but the shop is closed, and I need to pack up, so I can go home." Lindsay nodded, broken promises wafting in the back of her mind. What the hell, Colton? She stood up, and threw her empty cup away, along with Colton's full one. The woman gave her a look."Were you.. waiting for someone?" Lindsay frowned slightly."He said we would get coffee..." She sighed."I'm terribly sorry, miss. Some things just don't work out, I suppose. Have a nice night." Lindsay walked out the door, and into the snowy night outside."..I guess they don't."---- It wasn't until he opened his eyes, that Colton realized he had been asleep. Well that solved the exhaustion
Life Happens Ch. 1 He felt as if he had been wandering forever. A light snow fell apon the already whitened pavement and seemingly endless street. The tall lamps that illuminated the way buzzed with faded energy, struggling to stay lit. The auburn haired boy's black combat boots trudged through the grime-encrusted snow. He crossed his arms, wrapping his coat tighter around his torso, hoping to gain a tad more warmth than what he was getting. A cold puff of air escaped his lips, as he shivered slightly. It was freaking cold. How long was this going to take? I mean, honestly. The shivering figure turned, and looked behind him. It all looked the same. Forever walking, and never reaching any sort of destination. A pout formed on his reddened face, his cheeks pink from the cold. He plopped down into a pile of snow on the edge of the road. He tried to think of other things, but all that came to mind was the street he was on. How the snow felt as it landed on his face, and how the wind whipped
WeStitchTheseWounds Ch. 32 That's all Andy wanted. To be happy. He wanted to be able to sit on the front porch of his little house. Him and Chris would be all old, and they'd have beards and what not. They'd drink black coffee, and talk about things. They didn't even have to be important things. He just wanted to be there, with him, for as long as time could go. If the sun was still in tact, so were they. Sitting in the grass, hand in hand. They had friends. But in the grand scheme of things, they were still coming home to each other. No matter how close Chris got with friends, or Andy with his. They just clicked. He adjusted his black and white tuxedo, and practiced his overly-cliche vows, he was to recite at the wedding the two were about to attend. This was to be the start of a new beginning for them. As cheesy as it sounded, Andy was excited. He just hoped Chris was just as ecstatic about the whole thing. After all this time, it was finally going to happen. The black-haired boy had finally found