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Lonely But Not Alone.
7 Characters Here
Kimberlynn Marks [2] Anything to get the next fix.
Melody Lancaster [2] I hope my baby isnt like me!
Clark P. Charles [1] That's Bambi's Ma!
Dawn Fern [1] "Don't tell."
Leonard Dunn [0] WIP
Wyatt Trace Matheson [0] Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity. Henry Van Dyke
Genevieve Alstrid McCully [0] "I'm so sorry I'm such a failure at life ... Please forgive me ..."
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Kimberlynn walked through the halls of her highschool her pupils dialated as she took in her surroundings. Everything seemed to move so fast yet in slow motion at the same time. She'd just found her next fix and it felt soooo good. She licked her lips and went to her math class ready for the numbers to jump off the page.
Melody sat at home she was going to be late for her college class but she couldn't help it, her eyes welled up as she looked at the little white stick with a plus sign on it. She couldn't believe she was pregnant, what was she going to do...her parents would cut her off she'd be all alone. She sniffed a bit then decided to go to class try to anyways. It was her favorite class with her fave professor so she didn't want to miss it. She'd put that whole pregnancy thing on the back burner for right now.
Melody sat at home she was going to be late for her college class but she couldn't help it, her eyes welled up as she looked at the little white stick with a plus sign on it. She couldn't believe she was pregnant, what was she going to do...her parents would cut her off she'd be all alone. She sniffed a bit then decided to go to class try to anyways. It was her favorite class with her fave professor so she didn't want to miss it. She'd put that whole pregnancy thing on the back burner for right now.
Clark woke up to a particular scary sound echoing from down stairs. "Who the hell gave that woman a key." he moaned as he pushed his pillow over his ears, as his aunt called his name. "Clark!" her dog barking along. "Clark did you hear me?"
"The Russian Space station can hear you." he grumbled. He stood up and wiped his eyes before a little brown fluffy mutt can running into the room, barking loudly. "Bark, Bark, Bark!"
"Alright Cornwall Jr." he muttered and petted the pup. "Why is your mother here anyway?" he asked the dog like it would answer. God I'm going crazy like her.
"Aw, see you two boys are going to have a world of fun this week." His aunt said standing in the doorway.
"What!" Clark's eyes widened. "What so you mean by that Aunt Goneril?"
Goneril pouted, "Well don't you remember Clark, you promised to watch Cornwall Jr. wail your Uncle Cornwall and I go on our trip." She picked up her little dog and started making baby noises as the dog licked her noise.
"Oh right," he grunted as he pulled on a clean dress shirt. "Fine guess leave his things..."
"Oh, I already had Brooks put Cornwall's things in that charming little entryway."
"Entryway?" he looked at her in a gasp, "You mean the living room?"
"That's your living room?" After a long conversation that seemed more like an argument, Clark finely managed to get dressed and ready for work. As he left his house Cornwall Jr jumped up on the sofa and started chewing on the arm, "Oh great" he grunted and shut the door behind him.
"The Russian Space station can hear you." he grumbled. He stood up and wiped his eyes before a little brown fluffy mutt can running into the room, barking loudly. "Bark, Bark, Bark!"
"Alright Cornwall Jr." he muttered and petted the pup. "Why is your mother here anyway?" he asked the dog like it would answer. God I'm going crazy like her.
"Aw, see you two boys are going to have a world of fun this week." His aunt said standing in the doorway.
"What!" Clark's eyes widened. "What so you mean by that Aunt Goneril?"
Goneril pouted, "Well don't you remember Clark, you promised to watch Cornwall Jr. wail your Uncle Cornwall and I go on our trip." She picked up her little dog and started making baby noises as the dog licked her noise.
"Oh right," he grunted as he pulled on a clean dress shirt. "Fine guess leave his things..."
"Oh, I already had Brooks put Cornwall's things in that charming little entryway."
"Entryway?" he looked at her in a gasp, "You mean the living room?"
"That's your living room?" After a long conversation that seemed more like an argument, Clark finely managed to get dressed and ready for work. As he left his house Cornwall Jr jumped up on the sofa and started chewing on the arm, "Oh great" he grunted and shut the door behind him.
It was another one of 'those' nights. 'Those' nights happened all the time. It was becoming normal. With a loud sigh, Dawn rose from bed and tiptoed over to her closet. Pulling a pair of jeans on, she didn't bother to change her shirt from the grey one she had on already. Usually she only wore longer shirts to sleep in, since pants get all messed up in the middle of the night. So the shirt went down to her mid-thigh, making the jeans look pretty funny. But it was almost one in the morning, and it wasn't likely for anyone to be up.
Sneaking downstairs, she quickly exited the house and got onto her bike. It took her about twenty minutes to get to the barn, but she already heard the angry calls of the horses inside. She was late, and they wanted their treats. Propping the bike against a railing, she pushed the barn door open a small bit and slipped inside. Light flooded the stables as she flicked on the overhead lights, and she bounced over to the feed room and grabbed a bucket of treats. Up and down the aisles she went, handing out treats to the greedy stallions and mares.
Taking out one of the stallions, a 16.2 hh chestnut thoroughbred, she threw a bridal on him and led him outside. Once they got into the arena, she pulled him over to the railing so she could stand on it and climb onto his back.
Hours, and two horses, later she was finally heading back to the house. Riding her bike back was easy enough, since it was mostly downhill, but she pretty much limped back into the house. Perhaps she should go easier on the workouts, and ride with a saddle more often. Going back up to her room, she took and a quick shower and then changed into a pair of dark grey sweats and a green polo. Then her stomach growled.
She went back downstairs and went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she grabbed an apple and a water before going to sit at the island. Another twenty minutes later and she was getting into her black jeep. Pulling out of the driveway, she started for school.
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