Looking For Jay?

Looking For Jay?

By: Howard High

A story based off of true events, & characters, with lots of fiction put into it. It is all about about life in Nevada, Missouri.


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Looking For Jay? Part 8

"Beware of February"
My name is Dee Dee and here is my story. It was just another day in the hometown, so I thought anyway. Things had been very stressful lately, but it was warm for February so that made the day seem better even though it really was not. I knew my girl was mad at me and we were on the down and out, I was not prepared for what happened. I was going to her house (of course to try and fix things) after she had said “We really need to talk about our relationship, what we are doing is just not working.” I had just lost my job during the week and when she found out, she had an attitude adjustment towards us and said “it’s not working” But I was not ready for it all to end the next day, but it did. Now I am lost, and alone. I have been struggling with all the things that I had been preparing to do. Now, I still want to do them, but all at once the immediate need to do them seems to be my second priority. My first is to take care of my well being, and myself.

Meanwhile accost the town…

Sam just shut the light of to turn in for the night, when he heard a loud pounding on his door. He answered it quickly and found Veronica standing there.

“What is going on Sam” Veronica shouted.

“I don’t know” Sam replied in a defensive tone.

“You know what I’m talking about, it’s her fault” Veronica points to a skinny blond girl in the shadows behind Sam.

“It’s not what you think” Sam defended.

“I thought we had something” Veronica insisted.

“I guess not anymore I don’t feel the same way about you as you feel about me, so I think you better leave” Sam explained.

“Well I guess it’s over then?” Veronica questioned one last time.

“It never was” Sam concluded, and then slammed the door. The clock ticked on, and it was seventeen after nine on that un-seasonably warm February first.

I will always remain to say

“My everything was gone in an hour and seventeen minutes, and now I can hardly remember the murdering conversation. But there will still forever be those two years that will never be forgotten.”

To be continued....


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