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Katya Dee

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  1. - XII - TARA It's been an hour or so since I left Emma’s apartment, but it started raining again and I decided to go back. If her father was still there, I’d just smoke on the balcony until he left. Seth looked somewhat strange when he wished me a good night, but I just pushed it out of my head. Whatever it was, he’d tell me sooner or later. I parked my car and climbed out. It was raining pretty badly by now. I locked the car and ran towards the apartment building. “Tara!”
  2. - XI - Tara’s eyes darted towards him. “Nice to meet you,” she said finally. “I am Tara. I am…” “She is living with me,” I interrupted her and looked at his expression. He blinked at that. “Oh, you are roommates…” “No,” I said shortly. “She is my partner.” If Tara starts laughing uncontrollably right now, I will probably do something drastic. She didn’t. She didn’t even flinch. Oh, thank God! This woman has nerves of steel. My father stared at her with disbelief
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  4. - X - EMMA Tara took a single look at me when I came in last night, and without saying anything, she pulled me closer. I just buried my head in her shoulder and started to sob. Every time I thought that I was finally drained of tears, that nothing else could possibly come out, I would hear Russell’s words. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.” And I would weep more. Tara led me into the kitchen, sat me down on the chair, and started making tea, while I kept shaking with sobs. I was wai
  5. - IX - Thursday I gave up on the idea of sleep at 3:30 in the morning. I was getting more and more pissed off. Finally, I got off the bed and went into the hallway. I tried the doorknob on his door, and to my utter surprise, it wouldn’t budge. He locked the door? Now I was beyond pissed. He was the one who almost freaking raped me several hours ago, and he locked his door?! Now I was seeing red. I kicked the damn door as hard as I could. It creaked with a surprised complaint an
  6. - VIII - Wednesday RUSSELL I was sitting on my bed, looking at the clock. It was 6:15 in the evening, and if I wanted to be on time, I had to get off my ass and go pick up Emma. Her place wasn’t too far, but you had to drive across the bridge to get there, and sometimes, traffic on that bridge could get quite heavy. I closed my eyes. I didn’t want to go. All I wanted to do right now was to get into our living room, pull Brian away from his damn computer, and screw the con
  7. - VII - EMMA Tara finally came at six-thirty, and she looked exhausted. “Damn him,” she muttered when I opened the door. “Who?” I asked and stepped aside, letting her in. “Allen,” she muttered. “He made me retype the entire goddamn thing that I did this morning…” “Why?” I frowned and she sighed. “Wrong format, wrong fonts, wrong something else… I was thinking about just changing the format, but I ended up deleting the damn thing…” “Ouch,” I winced. “Yeah
  8. -VI - Tuesday I woke up because my alarm was screaming bloody murder. I swore softly and got out of bed. Next time I decide to become someone with eight-to-five job, I’ll tell Seth to kick me first. It took me about half an hour to take a quick shower, brush my teeth, and get dressed. Now I could kill for a cup of coffee. I made my way into the kitchen. Oh, thank God… Coffee was made. For an Observer, Seth could be quite tolerable sometimes. He glanced at me while I was b
  9. - V - TARA When I finally got back to the house that we had this time, it was almost seven in the evening. Seth glanced up at me when I walked in. “I thought you were done at five,” he said. “I was done at five,” I nodded. “Stopped by the store on the way home.” He blinked when I put two bottles of Merlot on the table. “Special occasion?” he asked. “No,” I said indifferently. “I just want to get drunk tonight, that’s all.” “Huh,” was all he said. *
  10. If I actually answered that, you'd be disappointed, admit it. One evening wouldn't change anything -- it's only Monday after all.
  11. - IV - RUSSELL I skipped a class because I couldn’t stand being inside any longer. So I headed straight to Starbucks. I didn’t even look where the hell I was going. I suppose, it was a bloody miracle that I wasn’t hit by a car. As I was walking, I was trying to figure out what the hell it was that I was feeling. Mess, mess, and more mess, that’s what it was. At first, I wanted to try and talk this whole thing out with Brian. Then I decided against it. We’ll just end up making o
  12. - III - EMMA Monday I couldn’t concentrate at all this morning. All I could think about was the fact that my weight scale read 110 an hour earlier, and I had no idea why. I gained five more pounds over the last two or three days? That’s impossible! All I had to eat was celery and apples. God, what is happening to me?! “This is because you are a pig, Emma,” I heard my mother’s voice in my head, and it was so real that I looked up, startled. A couple of students raised th
  13. - II - RUSSELL Here we were, on my twenty-first birthday, sitting in the dark alley behind some God-awful dumpster that stank of cats and piss. I guess my mother was right when she told me a couple of years ago that I would end up getting killed by my own stupidity. We sat here for the last hour or so. “Goddammit,” Brian hissed and kicked aside a fat rat that was trying to run up his leg. I was really tempted to tell him to go ahead and screw himself, and just leave, but of
  14. In the preface /looks with reproach.
  15. I never said that it was Emma speaking in the preface 🙂
  16. PART IV PREFACE “Hey. I missed you.” “I know. I missed you too.” “You know, I really thought… Hell, even hoped that it would get better with time, but it doesn’t. What do I do?” “I don’t know.” “Every morning when I wake up, my first thought is of you. How do I stop it?” “I don’t know.” “Every goddamn day I keep seeing your face in the crowd… I can’t do this anymore, I can’t go on without you, do you hear me?” “You have to. You promised.” “I know… Bu
  17. Guilty. I realized that a bit ago, yes. Started adding non-smokers -- for example, Sam & Blair 😶 But yes, quite often it's a Smoke-palooza. I guess a wean-off process is in order...
  18. - X - We got into my car and Michelle was in the driver’s seat once again. She bit her lip and looked at me tentatively. “Hey… Could you do me a favor?” she asked finally. “Sure,” I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. “If I stop by the gas station, could you go buy me some cigarettes? Since I am underage and all…” I blinked at that. She looked like she expected me to go on a very long tirade about how bad smoking was, that buying cigarettes for a minor was illegal,
  19. No, Mary got a 'to-kill-or-not-to-kill' choice. PS. "Michelle/Rayne couldn't grab the steering wheel due to the interference rule, but she could bust through Mary's white not killing rage so she could make a rational life or death choice." This 👆 Sorry, I can't figure out how to add another quote while editing a comment -- it's too hard & I am sleepy 😪
  20. - IX - Her name was Michelle, she was almost eighteen, and she was working at the Bean Stalk to save enough money to go to some rock concert that was taking place in two months. She had a cat whose name was Booboo, and she loved poached eggs. What else… Oh yes, her favorite color was blue, and she was absolutely-deeply-crazily-desperately in love with Johnny Depp. She kept chattering nonstop ever since she got into my car. I guess she figured that if she kept talking, then she wouldn't
  21. - VIII - I stopped by the Bean Stalk around seven in the evening. It was pretty cold outside, so I ordered espresso instead of my usual iced coffee. Then I realized that the girl behind the counter wasn’t Liz. “Hey, where is Liz?” I asked, and the girl looked up. “Oh,” she said. “She took two weeks off. I am Michelle.” “I am Eric,” I said, and this time there was raw curiosity in her eyes. “What?” “Eric,” she repeated. “Are you the same guy that Liz told me about?
  22. Wonder if it had something to do with me choosing "Publish later" option... 🤔
  23. - VII - It’s been almost two hours since Cole left, and I just stayed in bed that whole time. When my phone rang, I knew it was him. “Hello,” I said after I flipped it open. “Hey, it’s me,” he said and yup, he sounded really uncomfortable. I knew exactly what he was going to say. 'Listen' is going to come first… “Listen,” he said. Yup. Now he’d say, 'We talked and it took longer than I expected…' “Umm… We talked,” he said. “And it took way longer than I thought it wou
  24. - VI - ERIC Cole was acting weird ever since Andy and he came back with the drinks. I tried figuring out why. Andy looked as indifferent and carefree as he did before they went inside the Bean Stalk. He kept telling jokes, and making out with Angie every chance he got. After an hour or so, he said that they were going to go see a movie. “Wanna come with us?” he asked. “No,” Cole and I said at the same time. “Cool,” he said. Huh, he didn’t even flinch. Interesting. Eithe
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