Grandma stayed in my bed again that night. I woke up later that night to the sound of a thump in the hallway. I looked beside me to find Grandma no longer there.
I rushed out of my bed and in to the hallway. At the other end, just below the stairs, Grandma’s body crumpled in a heap. I ran towards her, calling out to her, but not a sound heard back. Reaching her side, tears begun to sting at my eyes. Her long, silver hair, now matted in thick red blood from her scalp, her hand bleeding from the glass now smashed on the floor, water pooled around her hand. I rushed up the stairs, and snatched the phone off the kitchen bench.
I bounded back down the stairs, dialling 911 as I went. Back at Grandma’s side, I waited for someone to answer. “My ex-wife,” the bartender leaned closer, “was partial to dirty movies so, at least, for the few shitty years we were together, we shared a common interest.” Even though the man behind the bar was a good ten years older than the drummer, his wearisome manner and dreary horse face made him seem considerably older.
“Look. This is stupid,” she said. “We live in a supposedly equal society, so what’s the big deal? I’m not ashamed to think about sex. Or talk about it. Or have it.” “ Ty, get your ass over here!” He said agai, Most Beautiful Asian Woman In The World 2015. i glared at him and walked around the fence and stood in front of him. I looked to my right and their where four dudes and they looked so familiar….
Oh my god… “I’ve got good news” he said “You’re coming to stay with me and George” “W-what?” I stutter as he gently places me on the ground.
He starts to walk, and I follow him. ”men! you were the one who wanted to see her.”i shouted. she notice.
and when up to him and sat next to him on the couch. Can’t resist this… I HATE HIM! “What would that be then?” I groaned, putting on my things. But a warm, deliciously strong body refuses to release its hold on my skin, two strong hands latching onto my consciousness like suction cups. I desperately try to sink into the dark depths, temporarily forgetting everything.
What do I really have to return to? Not true love, a family, or even friendship.
An infatuated werewolf doesn’t count, by the way, although a sharp feeling stabs my stomach at the thought. know where everybody took off too?” She asked him as she sat at the kitchen table. “Us???? What do you mean???” Immediately my gaze shifts to the side where Ray had been fighting.
My eyes widen, and I start shouting in alarm. “Xavier!