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Night.
What is night? Its when the sky turns dark, and stars come out to play, when the ambiance of lights fills the sky with a cheerful glow, its where a group of people, self destrutctive from their pasts, go from club to club, place to place, trying to block out the pain and awful memories of their past, with alcohol and sex.
What is night? Its when the sky turns dark, and stars come out to play, when the ambiance of lights fills the sky with a cheerful glow, its where a group of people, self destrutctive from their pasts, go from club to club, place to place, trying to block out the pain and awful memories of their past, with alcohol and sex.
A girl walks down an allyway dressed in a black skimpy dress her 6 inch high heels clicking on the pavement her dark black curlsbouncing as she walked. Turning down a corner, the girl stopped staring down the alley, her heart pounded as a flash back happened in her mind.
"hey there pretty girl, watcha doing all alone out here..." the man was creepy, thin but big at the same time and looked old. She was 12 at the time and she looked up at the man terrified. "I..I...I have to go home. Excuse me..." she tried to shove past him, but he grabbed her arm tightly. "Oh? But we were just starting to get to know each other.."
The memory was shoved out of her mind just as fast as it started and she braced herself reaching into her black silk clutch for the pepper spray that she had inside. Walking down the alley way she kept her head up and she was alert and walked as quickly as she could.
With a sigh of relief she walked into the lights of the street lamps and she continued on her way to the most popular club in town. The Stary Night. A hard to get into club, that featured the best DJ's ever heard of, and the best drinks and food.
Her name was Melanie Rozabela DiAnamarco, Mel, or Rose for short depending on how close you were to her.
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Across Town
"You bitch! How could you cheat on me!" The sound of shattering glass sounded in the night as Alexander Hayden DeAnamarco threw a vase at the wall. The sound of the door shutting made his heart wretch. This always happened to him....ALWAYS! Staring at the broken glass on the floor he slowly bent down. It would only take one shard...he glanced at his wrist the numerous scars stared back at him and he sighed, he reached over and grabbed the dark green dustpan that sat under the window, and cleaned up the mess.
Walking to the closet he picked out a pair of dark blue jeans white sneakers and a black wife beater. Pushing his sandy blond skater styled hair out of his eyes he grabbed his keys and headed out the door.
Jumping into his car he took off, he needed to think. He drove off to the local book store, "Escaping Reality" The name had drawn him in. It was a comfortable place, had a cafe and a lounge. It was basically a library that sold books. For Alex it was a great place for him, his own personal heaven.
Parking outside, he locked the door the beep beep confirming the safety of his GPS system. He pushed the glass door open the small rining of the bells above the door sounded and he turned to the desk where a young girl sat reading a book. She looked up. "Oh hey Alex, come to read again?" She smiled and looked back down to her book not bothering to continue the conversation, Alex didnt like to talk much anyways.
Grabbing a book he sat down on a bean bag under a lamp and began to read.
Plot:
People who are heartbroken, or have a terrible past something that makes them unlucky with love, friendship things of that nature, need someone to take care of them.
They are looking for mr/miss right. But who?
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