mastershakeme

Thank you Mary! You're a sweetheart for sharing 🤩

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I've been so depressed lately, I felt like I wasn't getting anything done at all, but somehow, I created this! Hopefully, it's not total crap 😂

It had been two weeks since Shaun had moved into Gretchen’s and after days of bitching and complaining, she’d finally agreed to hold a practice session. It was Saturday night, the last week of July, and Gretchen and Shaun were sitting in the garage waiting for Ben. “I know you’re wanting to get back in action as soon as possible, but our next show is still weeks away, you know that, right?” Gretchen said boredly from behind her drumkit. She had a six pack next to her, and she reached d

I'm trying!!! I'm 27k into the next chapter. I've been pretty sick unfortunately.

Jesse wasn’t surprised when Shaun and his grandparents came home around noon, Thursday. He’d been expecting it. What he hadn’t been expecting, however, was for Shaun to leave again in just minutes, with black trash bags over his shoulder and that permanent scowl on his face. “He’s moving out…” Jesse murmured to Sam and the baby. “That fucking bastard.” “He’s probably staying with one of his bandmates,” Sam said in agreement. “I’m sure it’s easy, now that he doesn’t have to worry a

Shaun was in a dark place and his body rolled and tumbled through nothingness, twisting and writhing in an endless torment. The silence pressed in on him as he spun faster and faster. He opened his eyes. White. Everywhere. He tried to sit up but oh god he hurt. Everything hurt and his body was incredibly heavy. As he realized he was lying in a strange bed staring at a white ceiling the potent mix of his confusion and fear brewed into a burst of adrenaline. "Arrrragh!" Shaun lurched upr

I might be pursuaded to release the next chapter tonight. It's almost done. Should I hold off or post????

“You look horrible. What happened?” Shaun stood in the grass, his hair frizzy and tangled, his eyes red, and his clothes rumpled. He looked exhausted. “Party,” he grumbled. “Party?” Jesse closed the door. He was in an undershirt and boxer briefs, but there was no one around. He stepped into the grass and cautiously approached his boyfriend. He stopped three feet away and looked him up and down. “Must have been a hell of a party,” he chuckled nervously. Shaun gazed sadly into his f

Shaun jiggled his leg as another jump scare played out on the TV. Gretchen had put some bullshit movie on. Something with ghosts and Shaun was bored out of his mind. He hated ghost movies. He thought they were a waste of time. He liked stuff with blood and guts and bullets. The living room was small, but cozy, like the rest of the house. The stairs to the room upstairs were along the back wall and Gretchen’s huge TV was on a low cabinet in front of it. There wasn’t room for much else.

I know everyone hates on Sam, but I feel bad leaving him behind....

You're an asshole 🤣

Jesse stared after Shaun for what felt like hours. He studied the wood grain on the door, the tarnished brass on the knob as his desperate last words rang in his ears. “Please, don’t go!” But Shaun had walked out the door and shut it behind him. And Jesse wasn’t sure he’d ever return. He was completely numb. His body moved of its own accord as his feet shuffled across the carpet. They led him around to the couch where his knees gave out and he curled up and pulled an arm over

I very much agree with the assessment on Shaun. I'm planning some changes for him in later chapters 😊

Shaun pulled out of Jesse’s drive and crept down the road. As he approached, he coolly surveyed his grandparent’s house. They’d returned from church and both their cars were in the driveway. By now, Ruth was probably in the kitchen preparing dinner. He didn’t know what to say to his grandma, but he knew he’d have to face her soon enough. Shaun delayed for as long as he could. He let the Mustang coast the last few meters, but nothing clever came to mind. He turned in the driveway and pa