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Exes and Oh's: Part 10
SERENA I was looking forward to a quiet night at home, doing absolutely nothing but watching the horror movie marathons on TV. Until the trick or treaters began to run the halls of my condominium. When did people start having kids in this building? It used to be so quiet. Lucky for me, I ran out of candy an hour later, and I settled into my recliner in my living room, with a bucket of chocolate I had saved for myself.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 9
MARLEY The Golden Acres Church on Pansy Street had a full house this Sunday morning. The place was full of chatter as men, women, and children began to settle down into their seats, waiting for Paster Henry to start his sermon. While I waited, I closed my eyes and began my own silent prayers, thanking God for everything he's blessed me with this year and for the future ones as well. I was in excellent health. My business was doing well. My family was still alive and getting more annoying by the day. I loved my parents to death, but if they asked me one more time when I was going to find a nice man to marry, I was going to give them a heavy dose of the silent treatment. I apologized to God for my future tantrums then opened my eyes to find Danny sitting just a few rows ahead of me.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 6
SERENA I could see why the boys enjoyed the outdoors so much. The sunrise was absolutely stunning as it slowly paved the way for a new day and illuminated the sky. Morning dew cleared up as I sipped on my morning chamomile tea with honey and a sprinkle of cinnamon and I watched nature come back to life on the old porch swing. It was the middle of October and the simmering Texas heat was slowly decreasing by the day, which I couldn't be more grateful for. My hair needed a break from the humidity.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 5
MARLEY "What do you mean she ran off?! That woman will die out here!" I started yelling at Danny as he finished explaining what happened with Serena and I would've strangled him had Freddy not gotten in between us and stopped me from killing him. His hands were at my shoulders and the warm and subtle electricity in my body slowly stirred awake. It'd been years since his touch made me feel this way and I stepped away from him almost immediately. He looked offended and it hadn't been my intention but he had to have known this was a bad idea. We always started out good and ended worse.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 4
SERENA As I tried to get a signal on my cell phone while I leaned out of the second story window of my room, I almost had a heart attack when half of my body began to slip out. 27 years worth of memories flashed through my eyes but they immediately disappeared the moment someone's hands held my hips steady and managed to pull me back into my room. I didn't care who it was, I was grateful. So I did something I don't normally do. Hug. I wasn't a hugger. But tonight I was.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 3
MARLEY A week had passed since Gabe's funeral and it amazed me how he could still be a pain in the ass even though he was buried six feet under ground. It was Friday and it was just passed two in the afternoon when my secretary told me Danny was waiting for me downstairs so we could head up to the cabin for the weekend. I hadn't planned on starting this morbid witch hunt so soon but the sooner we got this started, the sooner we'd get it over with.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
Exes and Oh's: Part 2
SERENA There was a brief moment before I entered the law office of John and Mackey where I debated on whether I should tell the rest of these people about the weird and random phone call I received from none other than Gabriel Montez, the first one out of the group to kick the bucket. Would it do any good to tell them now? Probably not. But I would have to tell them eventually. Especially since they're going to find it odd seeing me here at his will and testament hearing. I only knew the guy through Daniel and Marley. And after all the shit he had put both of them through, I sort of steered clear and took myself out of the picture. Habits of being the last to enter the group of misfits I guess.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Humans
The Fight
The day was normal. I jumped up from my alarm screaming at me. Ten o’clock. As I throw my feet off the bed to stand, I remember what today is. Today is the day of the Rose Yule Celebration! It is December 23, rightfully scheduled to be near the Christmas holiday but not on it. My friend, mother of the group, planned this day for us all to be able to spend time just being together and enjoying the company of our “extended family.” I had been looking forward to this day since it was made back in November.
By Starlight Wolfe8 years ago in Humans
The Charm Bracelet ~April Part 1~
Chapter 2- The Beginning of April Christoph Mulligan knew he had to find a way to get Meredith to the meetings. The Lost Spouses Society was formed shortly after Christoph lost his wife. He needed someone to talk to, as did some of the other residents in the town.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Humans
The Charm Bracelet ~ March~
Chapter 1 - March It was a sad and tragic day. Not only that, but Meredith had just lost the one person who understood her. Sitting in the hospital, she couldn't stand the sight of the hospital staff and the few friends she had looking at her in pity. She stood up from her chair, which was placed next to the hospital bed and pushed everyone out, shutting the door behind them. Slowly she turned to where her late husband laid, resuming her place in the chair next to him.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Humans
Goodbye
“Goodbye,” he said as he stood there watching me intently. He stared deep into my eyes, practically staring into my soul. “Goodbye,” I returned. I watched his eyes for a moment then I broke gaze and moved my focus to the ground. I knew something he didn’t. Our "goodbyes" were different with only one similarity. It was similar in the sense that it was the same word. Our "goodbyes" were different though. He would be here tomorrow. His goodbye was temporary. He had something to live for. He was loved. He would be missed. Me, on the other hand, my "goodbye" would be the last one he would hear me utter. My "goodbye" was, well, mine was forever. I wouldn’t be here tomorrow. I had nothing to live for. Nobody would miss little ol me.
By Amelia Beck8 years ago in Humans
