Friday, November 12, 2010

"Another Chance" Cafe...chapter 18


The ringing on the other end of the phone echoed in my ear throughout my mind. Not quite believing that I was actually doing this, I gripped the phone a little tighter in my hand to prevent myself from hanging up and putting it down. My heart began to beat slightly quicker than usual but not with the same type of nervous it did when I first dialed Shea’s number. It was hard to explain the difference in this feeling but it was definitely nervousness. I looked down at the ground as the ringing continued. Maybe she wouldn’t answer. I mean I never ever called her. It was weird for me to be the one initiating contact between the two of us.


By now I’m sure you have been able to guess who I chose to help figure out what my problem is.


She’s probably looking at her phone in utter and total disbelief actually seeing my name on the screen.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

NaNo WriMo Sampler

For those of you who care, a select and very great few, here is a small spoiler from the novel I'm working on for NaNo WriMo:

Sorry, there's no water to help you wash the taste out of your mouth if you don't like it. 

“I don’t see you as my “mother” anymore. I see you as something else, something special,” he answered.

“Something like what?” she asked as her heart began to speed up.

“Something like this…,” he said as he scooted closer to her and pulled her into him.

He held her waist and closed his eyes as he brought his face closer to hers. She could feel her eyes begin to close as well preparing herself for what was about to happen. They inched closer and closer until she felt a hard thump along the side of her back. Her eyes quickly shot open and she found herself laying on the floor.

He dropped me,” she thought to herself. “Was this some kind of mean joke?”

Friday, November 5, 2010

"Another Chance" Cafe...chapter 17

“We slept together…”

            “We slept together…”
                       “We slept together…”

The words repeated over and over in my head. I was speechless, literally. I had absolutely nothing to say. Nothing at all. I couldn’t yell at her, I couldn’t ask any questions, I couldn’t make any statements. I couldn’t do anything. I just sat there in my bed. After a few moments of silence, I did do something. I took the phone away from my ear and leaned my head back against the headboard. The silence must have made Shea even more uneasy because she started to cry again a little. I could still here her despite not having the phone against my ear anymore. Then she started to call for me:


“Patrick?” she called over and over again. “Patrick, are you still there? I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…can you please say something, anything. Please”

The last “please” was in the form of a whisper. Although I couldn’t see her, I could tell that her lip was quivering. Just from the way that she spoke. I could picture her vividly. Her eyes over brimming with water, tears spilling out and running down her cheeks. The brown in her eyes was probably mixed with a reddish color by now from crying so much. I don’t know exactly how bad she felt or how much she regretted what happened but it couldn’t have been anywhere near how bad I felt right now. I wanted to scream and yell and make a fuss but I had done that the last time. I was a different person because of that and I was going to show it.

“Please say something baby, please. Patrick? Patrick…” she called for me again. So I brought the phone back up to my ear and said something:
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