Hunted: Prologue HUNTED: Chapter One HUNTED: Chapter Two HUNTED: Chapter Three HUNTED: Chapter Four HUNTED: Chapter Five HUNTED: Chapter Six HUNTED: Chapter Seven HUNTED: Chapter Eight HUNTED: Chapter Nine HUNTED: Chapter 10 Eleven. Officer Finn Holland: I watch the clip for the fifth time and I feel victorious. Yet, I also have a sinking feeling … Continue reading HUNTED: Chapter Eleven
I reach out and cradle his face in my hands, my thumbs resting below his eyes, catching his tears. “Me too, Jax, me too.” He rests his forehead on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me tightly. My arms squeeze around his neck and I feel him start to shake. We stay like that for awhile, crying together, grieving together, trying to find solace.
“I just witnessed my best friend get murdered and survived two gunshots! If I feel like getting drunk I am going too.” I snap. They were right though, I never drank. It wasn’t my thing but hours ago we laid Juliet to rest and I realized that her murderer could have been watching us, or me rather, for awhile. Call me crazy but that was a hard pill to swallow.
I made it to the bathroom but not in time to lock myself inside. So I leaped in the bathtub and tried hiding lamely behind the curtain. He jumped in after me and slammed me to the shower wall tickling my ribs. His face was all red and gooey. I looked up and noticed that the shower head was the detachable kind with a hose. Thinking quickly I reached to grab it with one hand and blasting the cold water with the other. He was soaking wet and the bathtub floor was now red. Archer made a weird grunt noise and grabbed for the hose which only made us wetter. I ducked under his arms, out of the tub, and ran toward the living room laughing. He caught up with me and tackled me on the couch.
Well we are back and man does it feel good to be on land. I definitely got a little seasick and now my equilibrium is way off. I read somewhere that if you tell yourself you are not seasick you will no longer feel uneasy. They lied. I also read that if you drive around … Continue reading Sea Legs… My Cruise (Part One)
Last night makes it twice that I haven't made a blog post in the last nine months. The first time was because I wasn't feeling well and last night was because I worked an overnight shift. Overnights ate never fun especially when you worked an early morning shift that morning. Meaning I worked 8:30am at … Continue reading 5 Days Away
Well, happy 4th Of July everyone! David and I didn't do anything considering I worked until six and he had a much needed day off. I got time and a half though so that's not too bad. After work we went to the marina and watched some fireworks in the middle of … Continue reading 4th Of July in Charleston
Well I wish I could say that I actually saw the president today but no such luck. Not that it would be "lucky" considering why he was in Charleston, but I will say it was a pretty weird feeling to know that the president of The United States was a mere block away from me … Continue reading Today I Was A Block Away From President Obama… The Funeral of Rev. Clementa Pinckney (Charleston Strong)