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Scorned Pt. 9
Chapter 12 Potomac General – Morning – Two days had passed with much of the same; Penelope had spent every moment at Derek’s bedside as he faded in and out of a pain-med induced haze. During the time he was awake he could see how tired she looked and now he was worried that she’d waste away because of him. He couldn’t do much but what he could do was make sure she took care of herself.
By Cynthia Fields5 years ago in Geeks
Skyrim Romance Serena x Dragonborn X Cael Love Story Part 1
*Where Serena and you are going to kill her father* "Ahh Serena, I see you favour your pet!" he said in complete disgust. I rolled my eyes. Still pissed off that I chose to remain a werewolf and not a Vampire.
By Alexander Cook5 years ago in Geeks
Derek
Abigail hated mornings. She absolutely hated mornings! Give her the darkest of the dark midnights, anything was better than mornings. Morning was when the soot and wet mud of her pain made it hard to breathe. Those things that she wrestled with during her sleep, created by the hurt and rejection and failures of her daytime settled. Settled like cement in her lungs making it hard to breathe. Now here she was, wide awake not yet ready to climb out of bed to begin a day that promised to be just like the day before. Abigail grabbed the near-empty water bottle that sat on the nightstand and drained it. This was her morning routine, she needed to cough, a big loud coughing fit to clear her lungs so that she could refill them with fresh air, enough to give her the strength to get up and get moving.
By Cynthia Fields5 years ago in Geeks
Scorned Pt. 8
Potomac General Hospital – Morning Dr. Franklin pushed the door open and entered the room. He was glad that his patient was not alone; he wasn’t sure what his state of mind would be this morning. The day before didn’t go well and he had insisted on being alone. So, to see his mother sitting next to him was a positive sign.
By Cynthia Fields5 years ago in Geeks
Harper Jones and the Missing Sorting Hat
Chapter 1... “Dear, are you ready we have to go it’s almost 10.” “I'm coming, mom!” I gather my stuff up. Doesn’t she understand this is my first year of Hogwarts and I'm kind of stressing out. My mom bursts into the door. “Harper let's go!” “ok mom!” I grab my, My hero, Academia blanket and stuff it in my bag. I run out the door to catch up with my mom. “Ok honey do you have everything you need?” “Yes, mom.” “Ok then let's go.” We get in the car and off we go to the Hogwarts express. “Are we there yet?” I ask for the 5th time. “No would you stop asking we will be there when we get there!” “ok fine if you want to have an attitude about it,” I tell her quietly giggling. “I reach over to the radio to change the song. Mom slaps my hand. “Hey what was that for?” “I like this song when you get a car you can play whatever you like.” “Your mental,” I tell her. I grab my backpack out of the backseat to get my Chapstick. “Were here!” “Yay,” I say as my stomach starts to clench up. We get out of the car and start walking towards the train station. I see lots of families. One boy is with a bunch of people and they all look so familiar. Wait is that Harry Potter? No, it can't be Harry Potter, he's like 40! Hmmm, maybe it's one of his kids. Yea that’s probably it. We walk through the door. “Mom where's platform 9 ¾?” “Over here come on.” I follow her, this is mental. I'm not prepared for this! What if Professor Snape is mean to me oh no why couldn’t I have been homeschooled, I think. “Well go on now you first.” “What?” Did she just tell me to run through a wall um no thanks? “Just use your cart in front of you if you're scared.” um was I not supposed to be scared because that was not the case here. Well here goes nothing. I put my cart in front of me, plant my feet, and...
By Epiphany Spence5 years ago in Geeks
When he makes you feel better
I started to have another panic attack. It felt like I was closing in on my own soaked up feelings, and nothing could help me----the gush of sadness pouring in on my whole being---and I was completely helpless to stop it. I could only keep it under wraps for so long.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Geeks
