Terrible Things
Fucking Sundays.
I sat on the front porch with my bags and boxes, waiting for my cab. The Sunday morning air was cold and crisp, but I didn't mind. The nipping at my nose meant I could still feel, meant I was still alive. I hadn't seen Alex since I fell into the bathroom on Friday and I had spent all day yesterday with Jack and Rian. They had grasped each others shoulders and sung Queen's Somebody To Love to each other dramatically to make me smile. I liked how quick they were. As little as I knew them I would miss the crazy trio. The yellow cab pulled into my driveway and I helped the driver load my things into the trunk. Jack ran out of his house and picked up my last bag before looping his arm through mine and leading me to the passenger door.
"Keen to see me gone, Jack?" I giggled as he grandly swooped the door open.
"Not in the slightest." He hugged me tight and leaned against the side of the cab with me. "Seen Alex?" I looked down and my smile quickly disappeared.
"No, not since Friday."
"Oh well, his loss. Make sure you text me!" Jack yelled as I jumped in and pulled the door closed. I waved my phone next to the window and flicked him a quick "I'd never forget you.". He pulled his phone out of his pocket and waved as the cab drove away down the street. It felt nice to have someone say goodbye to me, my father had stayed inside after he brought out my last box and said he'd rather not wait for the cab with me. I accepted it, he hated me, wanted me gone. It was okay, I had killed his wife and his son. No problem.
Baltimore whizzed past me as I replied to Jack.
To: Barakat
Have fun! Tell Alex I said hi :)
The boys were going out to the park, something was wrong with Alex.
I sat in the departure lounge counting the minutes on the clock. I had checked in all my boxes and suitcase, had lunch at the airport McDonalds and now sat here. Bored, tired, fed up. A robotic voice mumbled through the loud speaker and I flicked my duffle bag over my shoulder before picking up my passport and ticket and heading to the gate. My phone buzzed in my pocket but I ignored it so I could hand my boarding pass to the air hostess.
"Okay, just make your way through the terminal." I dragged my feet through the gate, breathing in as many final breaths of Baltimore air as I could manage. I handed my ticket to the steward and he directed me to my seat. I pulled my phone out to check the message.
From: Barakat
Alex was shit. Chloe hung herself last night.
I sat staring at my phone. What? She... she what? I thought back to my nightmare and shuddered. Chloe had killed herself. Why? Why would anyone even consider ending their own life?
To: Barakat
Holy fuck. Hug him for me.
The reply was almost instantaneous.
From: Barakat
Don't worry. We all did.
From: Alex
Fucking Sundays suck.
I switched off my phone and leaned against the window. Her world had been torn apart, so she tore herself form the world, taking Alex with her. My curse had spread.
"Keen to see me gone, Jack?" I giggled as he grandly swooped the door open.
"Not in the slightest." He hugged me tight and leaned against the side of the cab with me. "Seen Alex?" I looked down and my smile quickly disappeared.
"No, not since Friday."
"Oh well, his loss. Make sure you text me!" Jack yelled as I jumped in and pulled the door closed. I waved my phone next to the window and flicked him a quick "I'd never forget you.". He pulled his phone out of his pocket and waved as the cab drove away down the street. It felt nice to have someone say goodbye to me, my father had stayed inside after he brought out my last box and said he'd rather not wait for the cab with me. I accepted it, he hated me, wanted me gone. It was okay, I had killed his wife and his son. No problem.
Baltimore whizzed past me as I replied to Jack.
To: Barakat
Have fun! Tell Alex I said hi :)
The boys were going out to the park, something was wrong with Alex.
I sat in the departure lounge counting the minutes on the clock. I had checked in all my boxes and suitcase, had lunch at the airport McDonalds and now sat here. Bored, tired, fed up. A robotic voice mumbled through the loud speaker and I flicked my duffle bag over my shoulder before picking up my passport and ticket and heading to the gate. My phone buzzed in my pocket but I ignored it so I could hand my boarding pass to the air hostess.
"Okay, just make your way through the terminal." I dragged my feet through the gate, breathing in as many final breaths of Baltimore air as I could manage. I handed my ticket to the steward and he directed me to my seat. I pulled my phone out to check the message.
From: Barakat
Alex was shit. Chloe hung herself last night.
I sat staring at my phone. What? She... she what? I thought back to my nightmare and shuddered. Chloe had killed herself. Why? Why would anyone even consider ending their own life?
To: Barakat
Holy fuck. Hug him for me.
The reply was almost instantaneous.
From: Barakat
Don't worry. We all did.
From: Alex
Fucking Sundays suck.
I switched off my phone and leaned against the window. Her world had been torn apart, so she tore herself form the world, taking Alex with her. My curse had spread.
This story is so good! OMG. I just found it and started reading it yesterday, and haven't stopped. I just caught up with all of the updates you have of it and really love it.
It's a very dark fan fic. Specifically with the first half, honestly one of the darkest I've read actually... like with that curse of everything happening on Sundays? Man... and you just kind of kept it up too. It was just very dark, and sad, but... different. And I really like that about this.
The second half seems to be deviating from that a little bit, but I sensed that coming back with the babies thing. I mean, not that I want anything to happen, but I almost feel you had something bad happening planned with the pregnancy. Perhaps not, perhaps that was just to raise some of the tone as opposed to keeping it happy go lucky, who knows. But I found it interesting how you did that.
I'm glad that Alex and Carrie finally got together, with the first part of this I was just screaming GET TOGETHER until they finally did. lol. And I was happy. :)
I found it a bit odd how they just took in those fans though. On a realistic writing level, the oddity of this story was the curse thing. But adding the fans thing in too, it just... it didn't really fit. Especially considering legalities and all of that. I feel like it was a little too easy that they gained guardianship.
But overall, I have enjoyed Alex and Carrie's love story. I'm sad to see it was never finished, so I'm leaving this comment to let you know if you ever do choose to finish it, I will be here to read, for sure. I'd love to see how it all ends for these two. Even if it's just a final chapter wrap up or something; I understand what it's like losing inspiration.
But yeah, sorry if this comment sounded harsh at all, but just wanted to leave my honest thoughts. I think you're a truly great writer, though, and hope you have at least kept up with it in your free time. :)
7/12/16