Prince Charming didn’t take his eyes off the beautiful woman swaying in front of him. Her golden locks bounced lightly into the perfect frame for her face and her crystal eyes were the perfect mirror for his. The song that filled the room began to fade and the clamoring of the hundreds of people present at the ball took its place. The mystery woman brushed her fuchsia lips across Prince Charming’s cheek and he watched her hurriedly glide across the room, through the crowd and out the door in her opal dress. Each move she made was elegant and graceful, though anxious and rushed.
I normally agree that texting lacks tone, but I could feel the devastation in Amanda’s message when she asked me if it was true about Logan being dead. I swallowed hard, started clacking the keyboard on my phone with my thumbs, paused, deleted what I had just typed. I was grateful Amanda couldn’t see my reactions in real time. I sighed heavily and dropped my hands to my sides, my phone clutched in my right hand. I counted to five, lifted my phone back up to my face and pressed my finger against Amanda’s picture on my screen. Everything went black for a second, followed by a kaleidoscope of color shooting up around me, finally finishing with a calm vibrational landing back into darkness. I blinked hard and rapidly until I saw Amanda standing in front of me. Her body relaxed and her eyes thanked me for coming. I nodded, confirming her original question about Logan. Amanda wrapped her arms around my neck and started sobbing.
“We have to get out of here!” Kai shouted. He planted a calloused hand on each side of Ally’s waist, bent his knees slightly, exposing the light definition of the muscles in his calves through his track pants, and lifted her into the air so that the upper half of her body was draped over his shoulder. Ally didn’t fight it. She didn’t even open her eyes during the pickup. She wailed agonizingly, donning a facemask of tears, smeared pink lipstick, and snot. Kai began walking east, no destination in mind, just knowing he had to get them as far away from the massacre that had just occurred. Kai adjusted Ally in his arms, felt her liquidized pain soaking through the back of his shirt.
Peter’s teeth gnashed up and down as he spoke. Every sound around me, including his words, muffled. Every sight blurred. I zoomed in on Peter’s mouth, what looked like blood splattered his lips every time it moved. Meat was wedged between his teeth. I hate watching Peter eat steak tips whenever we have a family barbecue.
It was the end of the world when we each opened our fresh Pokémon card packs and I got repeats, you got a holographic Blastoise. I threw such a fit, I ruined it for both of us. Dad hid the card in one of his hats I don’t think we ever found it. You were always scraped by my stray bullets
Unspoken promises of always being hand in hand Now you have a family and I watch in awe think to myself that your babies will never have trauma I’m proud of you and the house you’ve made out of Kevlar
Elsa took a long, steady drag off of her cigarette, a bit of ash falling onto the lap of her navy blue jeans. “Yea, I still can’t believe it.” Her eyes settled just past Jimmy’s face, a dazed look on hers as she continued. “Jesus, my dog, was Del the whole time.” Jimmy cleared his throat and tried hard not to let his skepticism into the daylight. “I was walking him in the cemetery by my house, like we did every night, and he bit my arm!” Elsa waved her heavily tattooed, bandaged arm in Jimmy’s face. “I couldn’t believe it, Jesus had never bit me. I screamed and then he…” Elsa paused and bit her lip, trying to choose her next words carefully. “He fucking turned into Del. Like physically. Del was standing there on two legs, naked, with my blood sponged around his mouth.”
