Numb (an excerpt)A Story by MCrouchThis is just a very small chunk of something new I'm working on. It is a prequel to my story "Burnt". :)His gaze cut through me like sharp glass. Those huge blue
eyes of his were a dead giveaway. I was so scared. I looked down at my shaking,
sweaty hands and took a deep breath. This
was the guy, I thought, my last
glimmer of hope to remain sane and alive for a just a little while longer. I approached him, sitting next to his blonde friend at the opposite side of the crowded room. He looked around distastefully at the people surrounding him. I could tell he hated everyone here. That was good, because so did I. We already had something in common. This would be easier than I anticipated. “Um… hi? Rob?” I said meekly. He looked up at me, his face softening a bit. “That’s my name,” he said. “Yeah, um, I’m Anthony. Well… Tony. Um, d-do you think you could… I was looking for, um,” “You need me to hook you up?” he asked. “Yes,” I breathed out, relaxing a bit. “Follow me,” he got up and I walked behind him, outside into the cold. He led me around to the back of the house where a few people were smoking and laughing. There was a couple making out, cloaked by the darkness of the shadows. Seeing them made me feel like I was about to fall apart, limb-by-limb, and just die right there on the pavement with everyone watching. It reminded me why I was here in the first place. “How can I help you, Tony?” he asked, lighting a cigarette and stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets. “I need… something to… to numb me.” I said slowly, biting my lip. “Ah, alright. I know your type. So, pills,” he said, looking around. I shrugged. “I guess, yeah,” I nodded, thinking it over, “Pills,” © 2011 MCrouchReviews
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3 Reviews Added on September 5, 2011 Last Updated on September 6, 2011 AuthorMCrouchWIAboutHey there. My name is Madison. I love writing realistic fiction, mostly LGBT related. If you have any questions about my writing or anything, message me. c: more..Writing
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