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Terrible Things

Sirens

I sat on my bed with Chloe, kissing her neck, my hands tracing the lines of her bones. I could hear sirens whipping past my window and looked up to see the lights of an ambulance rush past my window. I shrugged it off, an old lady tripped in her kitchen again. Chloe murmured my name and I resumed my task, exploring every inch of visible skin with my lips and my finger tips. I pinned Chloe on my bed and kissed her lips. Our act was interrupted by my ringtone and the buzzing of my phone on the dresser. Chloe whispered for me to ignore it but I shook my head. If someone was ringing me it was usually important. I flicked the screen up and held it to my ears.

"Dude! There's a mother fucking ambulance at Carrie's place!"
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah! Just came pulled up."
"What happened?" Holy shit. My mind was racing. I know Jack only called for the gossip, he didn't care about someone he had only hung with once. I shook my head as I tried to grasp why I cared so much.
"Dunno dude. Looks bad." I jumped off Chloe and slammed my phone shut. She shouted at me as I picked up my keys and ran out of my room. I could hear her footsteps close behind me, calling out my name. I ignored my desperate girlfriend and flew out the front door and straight into my car. I tried five times to put my keys in the ignition before I finally got it right and put my foot to the pedal. My mind was a rush, what if it was Carrie in that ambulance, but as I thought this I was nagged by the thought that I shouldn't care this much for the welfare of a girl I had only just met. I rounded the corner just as the ambulance pulled out of the driveway, revealing Carrie crying on the front porch screaming. The car screeched to a halt and I fell out the door in my rush to find out what happened.
"Jaime! No, Jaime!" Carrie was screeching as I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her onto the seat in the corner of the deck. I rocked her back and forth not knowing what to do.
"Carrie..." I couldn't finish my sentence and would have interrupted anyway as a red eyed man left the house and stared at me.
"Caroline." She looked up and shook with a fresh wave of tears. "What the fuck did you do."
His tone was scarily calm, like he had given up on all emotion. Wait, what had Carrie done? This was her fault? "Jaime's dead. You might as well stop crying and get over it. You kill everyone," The rough voice turned to me next. "I would leave while you can. Everyone she touches dies. Her mother, now her brother. I'm leaving tomorrow. So should you." The stranger turned and went back into the darkness of the house. I looked back at Carrie who was worming her way out of my arm with a look of utter terror on her face.
"He's right you know,"her voice was soft and hopeless. "I kill everything. I killed my mother. It was my fault she died. I was difficult baby." I shook my head as Carrie smiled weakly at me. Her crying had stopped and she had turned into a complete void of emotion. "And now," she laughed shakily," I've killed my brother. It's all my fault. He jumped for me and I moved out the way. He fell down the stairs. If I hadn't had called him an ass this wouldn't have happened."
"No," I shook my head, how terrible it was to know that she thought everything was her fault. What kind of fucked up is that? "Carrie I'm sure it's..."
"It is Alex. Now leave. Please." I reached out for her and she dodged me, pointing simply to my car. I took the porch stairs backwards, reluctant to leave the strange and intriguing girl who stood lifeless on the porch.

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The sky was black. just like my dress, my hair, my soul. I stood apart from the rest of the funeral party, waiting for it to end. I didn't want to stand here and watch my brother's body be lowered into the ground. The priest spoke few words in Spanish and handed the basket of dirt to me. I took a pinch in my hands and watched the particles move between my fingers. I let them sprinkle over the plain white coffin which Roland had covered in sketches of Jaime and things he loved. I threw in my bundle of white roses and turned to walk away from the service. I couldn't be there anymore. I couldn't stand there waiting for someone, anyone to say it.
"There she is, the one who did it all. The one who sent Jaime to an early grave. I pulled off my heels and let the moisture soak into my tights. I set off and ran. The asphalt tore at my heels and snagged my toes, ripping my tights and sending ladders running up the sides of my legs. I rounded the corner of the fourth block and slowed to a walk when I reached the end of Alex's street. I didn't know why I ended up there, it wasn't intentional, it was just where my feet had lead me. I stood at the end of the drive way, looking up at the shadows moving in the window. Two figures wrapping around each other. Faces touching and then pulling apart. I could make out small sounds like a girls high pitched giggle and the occasional grunt from the man. I took the walk from the sidewalk to the porch slowly, watching exactly where I placed each toe, careful to avoid any crack in the ground, and worm the recent rains had brought to the surface. I kicked away the few stones on the path and dragged myself up the steps to ring the doorbell. I stood in silence, not breathing, standing staring at my wet feet, until I heard footsteps and chatter on the stairwell. The sounds came closer and closer to the door and I backed away as I saw the handle turning in what seemed like slow motion. The door creaked open and I let my shell of a body sigh out a breath as Alex's face appeared in the space the open door had created. We stared at each other in silence, each knowing the thoughts of the other without speaking. Alex produced one of his signature crooked grins and held out a hand for me to take. As I stepped towards the outstretched arm another face appeared behind Alex's shoulder.
"Carrie?" Chloe cocked her head to one side and raise her eyebrow while brushing her fringe off her face. "What are you doing here?"

Notes

Oh my god D: Oh no! Whats gonna happen.... holy shiiiitttttttt

Let me know what you think please and thank you :) This is so far my favourite fic of the ones I'm writing do I hope you like it too! xx

Comments

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. :)

Nanook Nanook
7/12/16
The pleasure is mine :-)
Barrakitty_Sel Barrakitty_Sel
12/4/13
@Barrakitty_Sel

Haha thank you so much! x
Love it
Barrakitty_Sel Barrakitty_Sel
12/4/13
:-)
Barrakitty_Sel Barrakitty_Sel
11/30/13