After-party Snack – Short Story
As I mentioned in my last blog post Wattpad vs Write On?… What Say You? I am now using the Write On by Kindle site to post my stories and get some feedback and critique. It has been going good so far and I’ve really been enjoying exploring stories and connecting with other authors out there.
Every week there are different activities that you can take part in. One of these is Feedback Friday which I participated in yesterday and from June 19-21 or Friday to Sunday its the Weekend Write-In Creative Challenge.
The challenge for this week is: In 500 words, imagine what happens when a vehicle breaks down in a strange place?
I used 499 words! 🙂 You can let me know what you think!
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“It’s a porty in thu USA!!”
Jason and Gretchen slurred heavily as they rocked along to their favorite jam blaring from the radio. They were both tipsy from chugging down handsome mugs of beer all night at Jimmy’s party. It was a miracle they were both still coherent as they sped along the pitch black stretch of road that was wet from the heavy down pour only a few hours ago.
It was nearly 1am, and they were heading back to Jason’s crib for a little after party. The second hand Honda Civic sputtered and rumbled along, as Jason floored the gas pedal and pushed it way past its limits. The car was fair in giving them warning signs of failure, but loud music coupled with foggy brains is a recipe for disaster.
“Nodding ma head like yeah.” They shouted in off key tones.
Jason nodded, and right at that moment missed their turn off. The new road was bumpy and laced with pot holes. This was the last straw for the Honda as it swerved violently then came to a complete stop.
“Ow!” Grethen squealed. “I hit my head!” She touched the spot and jerked her hand back as pain radiated from the area.
She looked over at Jason who she only now realized was very quiet. He was slumped over the dashboard like a crash dummy. His chest was on the steering wheel and the top of his head rested against the cracked windshield. Blood was pouring from the wound on his head in an unnatural way. All intoxication left Gretchen’s body and she was immediately jerked into action.
“Oh my gosh! Jase?”
Tears streamed down her face as she reached over to shake Jason. She stared to panic when she heard nothing. With all her strength she pulled him off the steering wheel and back down into the seat. He groaned and his head flopped heavily to the right like a rag doll.
“Jase? Jase baby please talk to me!” Gretchen cried as she tried to wake him once again.
She quickly located her cellphone and tried to send a call out.
“Damn it!” No signal.” She tried Jason’s phone and it was dead.
She thought about starting the car but the thick white smoke belting from the hood made her decide against it.
Gretchen opened the car door and wobbled out onto the bumpy road. She peered around in the darkness, trying to see where they were. An ear shattering wolf howl pierced the eerie silence of the dark night nearly making her jump out of her skin.
Just up the road Cane, licked the thick, red blood from his lips and paws and tossed the limp body of the policeman aside. He cast his nose toward the night sky and inhaled deeply.
“Food is in abundance tonight,” he thought as he dismounted the squad car in one fluid move.
He shifted back into human form as he took off running in the opposite direction.
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