Short+Story

These short stories are just a random activity that I had to do. I looked at the radio in the car and the time said 3:20. We were sitting in the car silent, it felt like forever. The day before we got in this big fight but I thought everything was fine. It was honestly a stupid fight but I guess he was still upset about it. Jordan took a left turn onto a road that looked stranded. “Are we going back to the apartment?” I quickly asked Jordan. “Yeah I guess.” He said. “Well, this isn't the way” I said. "It's a shortcut." We rode in the car for about twenty minutes until we got into Raleigh. Jordan got of the car first and then I followed him up the stairs to the door. He seemed really upset so I didn’t bother him. When we got inside he just walked into the living room and started watching t.v. “Are we going out to eat or eating here?” I asked quietly. “I don’t care Keri, do whatever you want.” He started yelling. “Okay, what is wrong with you?” “You know what I’m tired of this I’m done. Were done. I can’t take you hassling me anymore!” I couldn't lose him. He was my life, we had been together for 3 years and he's never been like this. “What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything!” I said crying. “I’m just done. We argue all the time and I can't take this anymore. I'm going to cool off, I’ll be back later to get my stuff.” And just like that he was gone. “Jordan please don’t leave!” I said as he slammed the door shut.

I stood there for about fifteen minutes wondering what just happened. I didn't know what to do, do i stand there? Do I run out the door after him? This couldn't be the end. IT COULDN'T I thought to myself. I picked myself up, got mad, and started packing his stuff up. I threw everything in boxes and then threw them out the door. Then, they were just sitting out in the hall, so i decided to move them outside. I wanted to ruin everything. I decided to drive to my best friends house. When i got there I told her what happened, and she was so angry at him. I needed some time to myself, so I walked in her back yard and burned some things; clothes, pictures, trophies, anything that mattered to him I tossed it and burned it. Just like he burned a whole in my heart by walking out.

He’s been gone a month now and it still hurts. Every time I do something it reminds me of him. I cry all the time and I try to pick myself up. Sometimes i'm okay, but other times its hard.

I wondered what would happened if I ever saw him again. I hope that I don't, but then again I would just like to talk to him. Just to see how he's doing. I'm sure i'll see him one day, but hopefully when that day comes i'll be okay.

SHORT FICTION: "YOUR PREGNANT?!!!?" I yelled. "SHHHHHH!!!!" Hannah exclaimed, "Don't yell it!" "What he freak, HANNAH?!" "I don't know Bayle, I didn't plan this. I don't know what to do. No one can find out about this!" she said crying and shaking. "I know, but how could you be so dumb? Your 18, you DON'T need a baby." She was crying even harder now and she managed to say "I know, I know. I can't take it back and I wish I could. Me and you are the only people who know. So don't say anything." "I won't. But everyone's going to find out sooner or later." "I know, i just need some time." she said.