Abel “Come on Tesabel.” The sound of Glory’s nickname for me sounded sour coming out of Karina’s mouth. Almost everything sounded that way coming from her. Pity. She was a nice girl when she wasn’t out of her mind. “I really want to stay in, I’m not in the mood to go out.” Shrugging her off, I scooted to the other end of her ratty couch and stared...
05: Uncomfortable (Fragment)
Glory “Glory.” Jimi called my name, bringing me back to the present. I blinked rapidly, looking around at the dim restaurant. “Are you okay?” I wasn’t okay and I’m sure it was pretty obvious. For the past few days I couldn’t get Abel off my mind due to our little exchange. I couldn’t believe he patronized me like that and then hasn’t spoken...
04: The Bad Thoughts
Abel “Can I come in?” I whispered, my head resting against Glory’s door frame. I was worried about her. She’d been locked in here since our little fight the day before. Silence was my response and I sighed, closing my eyes and dragging a hand across my face. The lock clicked audibly and I snapped my eyes open, wondering if I really heard it or not. When I tried the knob,...
03: Good Visits and Bad Visits.
I woke early the next morning with the worst case of cotton mouth I’d had in ages. Rolling my face out of my pillow I looked around at what I’d done last night. On the floor beside my bed all of the bags from my clothes were folded and arranged by color. My closet was slightly ajar and I could see that I’d also assembled my closet in the same fashion. The one thing I’d...
Glory “Where on earth have you been?” Was the first thing I heard when I unlocked the door of the apartment. Lana shouted at me for what seemed like the first time ever, her voice preceding her appearance. Stepping inside the door I moved over to make room for Jimi to step in as well. Lana came around the corner in a flurry of hair rollers and bathed in the scent of nail polish. She...
Anonymous asked: I love this. Glory seems relatable but Jimi is a little creepy. Cute but creepy. Amazing so far.
01: Working for Rent
Glory “Coming to the stage now is our very own Emi.” Mama Thai’s voice over the speakers announced my arrival to the stage, the spotlight moving from her to me within seconds. For a few seconds my chest tightened and I was caught in the awe, what Mama Thai like to call my opening face. I had no idea what it looked like but I could feel it surface each time I went on stage. The...
Glory I took my time pinning my hair up tonight. Not because I had time to spare but because I was deep in my thoughts. In front of me on my vanity table was the only item I cared for. To me it was worth my life but to others it was just a simple necklace. It was very commonplace. Something you’d find in a department store for very cheap, though it meant the world to me. My hand drifted...
thinking of either starting this story over and recycling a bit of it or just starting a whole new story. what do you think?