FlashBacks by Shelby Alexander (reading women .txt) 📕

and then after about a minute she said.
“A doctor will be right down.”
“Okay” she said. How was it that easy?
The doctor came down and told her to follow him. They went up the elevator to floor 12.
“Your boyfriend…” he started. She looked at him surprised. Boyfriend? “got shot in his left arm. It didn’t cause any major problems. He lost a lot of blood but it’s alright. He is going to have to do some rehab. He’s awake right now if you want to see him.” He said.
“Yes, I would love to see him.” She replied. They walked into the room. He was lying there with bandagas on his arm.
“I’ll leave you two alone. You have 30 minutes.” The doctor said leaving
She sat on his right side and looked at him. They just sat staring at eachother for the longest time. God his eyes were beautiful. Finally, she broke the silence.
“How are you?”she asked.
“Well… I feel like I just got shot in the arm.” He said smiling which made her smile. How was it still so easy to make her smile? “So, how are you?” he asked back.
“Hmm, I got a gun pulled on me... that was major fun… I saw you again and now… I’m a bit confused.” She said.
“Confused?” he asked.
“Girlfriend?” she said.
“Uh… well I thought that was the only way they would let you come see me.” He replied.
“Well yeah… it did.” She said.
They sat in silence. God was she beautiful. He wondered if he could touch her. Just for a second. He wanted to tell her he loved her.
“Carol…”
“yes?”
“I… missed you..”
“I’m sitting right here.” She said and looked away. Her heart was beating twenty thousand miles per hour. She grabbed his hand. “I missed you too.”
“Carol… another thing.”
“mhmm.”
“I…” he started and the doctor walked in. She jerked her hand away.
It’s time to leave.” The doctor said. Why in the most inconvenient times do doctors have to be in the picture? He wanted to scream. She got up and looked at him.
“I’ll visit you tomorrow. I promise.” She said and he smiled.
“I would love that.” He said. She walked out of the door and he knew she wanted him to say it.
10.
The day was beautiful and the birds were singing. She was in a carriage with her dad. Her wedding dress was white and sleek. She was scared and anxious. She didn’t know if this was the right decision. What if she was making the wrong choice? What if she… she cut that thought off. She loved him and she knew he would treat her good. It’s too late to get cold feet now.
“Are you ready?” Her father asked.
“Yeah…” She said. Her wedding song came on and she walked down the gravel walk. The place was a mansion with vines growing on the outside. He was standing under a canopy in the garden of the place. The vines with flowers dangling down were almost touching his head. She had to stop herself from giggling.
Then everything began to fade, colors ran together. She dazed out and everything didn’t come back into focus until she was looking into his baby blue eyes.
11.
The mornings were hectic. Get up early, make coffee, get Carol up, jump in the shower, make love, get dressed and then go to work. She stayed at home writing her book about her perfect relationship with the perfect man. Well, at least that’s what used to happen. That all stopped after a year and a half of marriage. He got promoted in his job and was taking night college courses to be a defense attorney. They never had time for each other. He knew he wasn’t treating her the way she should be treated but he also knew she would stay around, she loved him.
Little did he know, she has been talking to men in an online chat room. For an almost detective he didn’t notice anything. She met this guy three months ago and has talked to him on her phone every night since then. Tomorrow she was meeting him, she would see how everything goes and she would leave her “perfect” husband. Nothing was perfect and she regretted even marrying the man.

12.
That morning they got into a huge fight and he stormed out. She left two hours later to meet the man of her dreams. When she saw him, he smiled and grabbed her around the waist and kissed her. She had never been kissed that way, with such passion and with such aggression. He pulled out a hotel key and they walked hand in hand towards it.
He come home later that day to apologize, he found she wasn’t there. He walked passed the computer, that was still on. He didn’t find her draft of the book but instant messages coming from some guy with the screen name Cereal_Killer_1963. He automatically became very jealous. He then ran out the door and into his car and rushed to the police station.
When they got into the hotel room the guy walked in first. She smiled until he turned around with a knife. She screamed and he slammed the door. She ran into the bathroom and he followed smiling. He pulled a rag out and she fell into the bathtub. He picked her up by her hair and slammed her head into the mirror. He put the rag over her mouth and said. “Ever since the day you ran into me, I’ve been stalking you. You’re so gorgeous.” Then he slipped his hand under the skirt she was wearing.
He tracked all the phone calls and all the instant messages and then headed off to the hotel he rented. When he got there, he showed his badge and they lead him to the room. When they opened the door and he saw what was inside he lost all consciousness.
13.
The man with the soothing English accent walked down the sidewalk and then saw a couple walking on the other side. He hurried, crossed the street and bumped into her. “Sod off.” He said and then got into his car.


The Truth Lies Within

What could she have possibly done wrong? She did the best she could trying to make her mom love her.. Even tried making her treat her with the tiniest bit of respect . I guess you can say she failed at everything, in her mothers eyes. She knew she wasn't wanted. Although she got straight A's, stayed out of trouble, didn't run around being a tramp and defiantly didn't do drugs. She was the ideal daughter, where did she go wrong? Obviously she was a mistake. Maybe she wasn't wanted in the first place. Maybe she didn't want to live being that kind of mistake. Maybe if she just fell asleep she wouldn't wake up…. What the hell? She was thinking about suicide when she knew she could be so much better than her mother. She could surpass everyone's expectations. She could become great. Keeping her mind on that one positive thought she feel asleep.
She woke up in a much better mood. She jumped in the shower , got dressed and did her hair. Walked out the door and went to her bus stop. Today was going to be a great day she thought. Just then a girl her age walked up to her.
"Hey nerd." the girl said.
She didn't reply. Nothing, absolutely nothing was going to bring her down today. Today was going to be a great day, today was going to be a great day she kept repeating.
"Hey bitch did you hear me?" the girl said.
She paused for a second. Was she going to stick up for herself or was she going to be a cowering dog in the corner being beat by its owner. She had made up her mind.
" You know what I'm so sick of your fucking shit. Get the fuck over yourself!" She yelled and stormed off.
She walked away feeling so much better. So what if she was going to walk to school? So what if she was going to be a little late? She could face the consequences later. Every step she took a little more courage rose up. How could she have let people push her around for so long? She had a voice and she was going to use it. As she walked up the schools front lawn she began to realize what she was going to be from now on.
When she walked down the hallway people seemed to sense the strange happening inside of her. No one made fun of her, no one tried tripping her. It was like she was invincible. For the first time in her life she didn't feel like the outcast. She felt as if she belong but, was that really what she wanted? Did she want to belong? Would she miss being the individual who was loved by none? She shook that thought from her head as she sat in her seat in the front of the classroom. The teacher began but just as she started she ended. The intercom came on. The principle sounded as if he were in a dead panic.
"CODE RED, CODE RED…." He started and then you heard a bang.. The intercom went off and everyone sat staring in fear.. Just then they heard the familiar click from above.
"Everyone stay in the classroom, I will be hanging around for a little while. If you do decide to leave, lets just put it this way. The last think you will see is the front door.."
What were they going to do? He can't shoot us all at once can he? Maybe he has a bomb. You saw panic spread through out the class room. The teacher decided to barricade the door with her desk. They could escape through the windows someone said five minutes before that, but still no one knew what to do with themselves. What if he was going classroom to classroom?? That would mean they would be one of the last ones. What was he going to do with the victims? Obviously shoot them, but.. Just then they heard gunshots. Had someone tried escaping she thought? People were scampering down the hallway.. It was time to make their move.. Some people moved the desk and ran out of the door others were trying to open the window wide enough to jump out.
She was one of the ones who went out the door. Her mind was racing like a car driving 5,000 miles per hour. She could not remember the layout of her school. She was running and running. Bumping into people as she went. Just then the got pushed into one of the classroom doorways. She fell to her knees. At least the sounds of the gun being shot had ceased. What a stupid thought, that doesn't mean that the gunman still wasn't going to kill people. She got up, but she as she was sure footed some one grabbed her from behind.
Her eyes were closed and there was darkness she opened her eyes and there was darkness.. She tried screaming but she felt something in her mouth. Her hands and feet were tied to a desk she couldn't do anything or go anywhere. She could just lay there and die.. What did she do to deserve this? She felt tears come out but they didn't roll down her face. They soaked into the cloth wrapped around her eyes. She heard footsteps above her. They took a cloth and patted it the side of her face. It stung. He took the cloth out of her mouth.