Scurrilous Stories

"I-It can't be..." she stuttered, stepping back and dropping the black shotgun that was in her hand.
"I-I didn't know it was her love. Please..." he coughed out, crying.
"You killed her!" she screamed, breaking down and collapsing on her knees.
"Baby please. I love you." he said, as she looked up.
There was a brief silence, before a cough was heard.
"I love you too." she cried out, burying her head in her hands.

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20. Limitless Lies

|Chapter 20|

Limitless Lies

 

 

Nadine Halliday groaned, as she opened her eyes to face the bright light of the morning.

She rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands and tried sitting up, but something was weighing her down.

She turned to her right to see a head tucked into the crook of her neck, and an arm wrapped around her stomach.

She murmured something and looked up the ceiling.

So it wasn’t a dream, she thought, running her fingers through Justin’s hair.

It was comforting to be in Justin’s arms, his hot breath steady on her neck.

“Mmm Justin?” Nadine murmured, as Justin’s head snapped up slowly, to see Nadine’s face. His eyes were squinted, and he had a small smile on his lips.

“hey.” Justin said, removing his arm from Nadine’s stomach, allowing her to sit up.

They were both on the couch, Nadine noticed, and a blanket was draped over their bodies.

Justin sat up also, placing one of his soft hands on her cheek, the other holding him up.

“You’re so gorgeous.” Justin whispered, looking down at Nadine’s lips. She looked into his eyes and let out a soft sigh, before Justin’s eyes closed, and he leaned in.

She closed her eyes to, and Justin’s lips came in contact with hers. They kissed for about a minute, before Nadine pulled away.

“Ugh Justin. Thanks for everything, again. But I really have to go.” Nadine said, getting up and walking towards the front door, looking down to find her shoes.

When she did, she slipped them on and looked back at Justin, who she didn’t notice was shirtless.

“Do you want my dad to drive you home?” Justin asked, his voice sad.

“Uhm, no. No it’s ok. I’ll walk. My house isn’t far from here.” Nadine said, as Justin nodded.

She turned the knob of the door and walked out into the cool. She pulled her phone out of her pocket to check the time.

 

6:34AM

 

She sighed as she saw the date and recalled it was Thursday, the 25th of April. She sighed as she thought of one of her cousins that live in Los Angeles.

It was his birthday today.

She shook her head as she walked through the trees, stopping when she came across a pile of wooden logs, staked one of the top of another in a triangular form.

She sighed, and continued walking, although she didn’t know where she was heading.

She started to run and when she startled to huff, she saw an exit onto the street.

She smiled as she caught sight of the school and then her Aunty and Uncle’s house.

Thank god.

She ran towards the front door and sighed, looking down at her Converse.

How was she supposed to explain where she was last night?

Or the sweats she was wearing, which were obviously from a boy.

She knocked on the door and slumped her shoulders. She heard a shuffling from behind the door and a mumbled something along the lines of “coming.”

The door swung open to reveal Uncle Bruce, rubbing her bald head.

“Oh sweetie! Where have you been all night! We were worried sick!” Uncle Bruce said, hugging Nadine close to his chest.

“Well, I was walking through the woods for some fresh air,” lie.

“And I saw one of my friends there,” lie.

“And she invited me over to her house,” lie.

“And then the storm came, and I tried coming home but she insisted I stay there,” lie.

“I tried calling you last night but there was no reception.”

‘That wasn’t a lie at least.’ Nadine thought.

Nadine coughed inwardly and looked over at her uncle, who nodded.

“Well as long as you’re safe.” Uncle Bruce reassured, as Nadine squeezed passed him to climb the stairs.

“sorry.” Nadine said, turning around to give Uncle Bruce one last nod before retreating to her bedroom.

She stumbled into her room, and took off her loosely tied shoes, running over to her bed and laying flat on her back on it.

She stared up at the ceiling in weariness, thinking about last night. 

 

How Justin and her practically dry humped on the couch in his living room.

How she saw that horrible dead body.

How Justin’s dad said she saw Justin’s mess in the woods.

How Justin scared her with that werewolf mask.

How his eyes always turn red.

How she woke up wrapped in Justin’s arms.

How being with him in general, made her feel safe and comfortable.

 

She shook her head, getting up and walked towards her closet. She picked out a pair of black acid-wash skinny jeans with rips in the thighs and a pair of All Stars.

She slipped them on with socks and looked at Justin’s sweater in the mirror. It was a Vans sweater, with black sleeves and the rest gray.

It matched with her outfit, so why take it off?

She smiled as she watched it overtake her hands as she put her hands down by her sides.

Nadine walked towards her bedroom door and walked downstairs, into the kitchen. She walked towards the cupboard and pulled out a box of Confetti Cupcake Pop-tarts.

She opened a wrapper to one and starting eating it, walked towards the fridge, pulling out a carton of milk.

She pulled out a glass and poured some milk into it, before taking the Pop-tart out of her mouth and taking a sip of the milk.

She looked over at the big wooden analog clock on the wall and read the time.

Already quarter past eight.

She gasped and ran upstairs, to brush her teeth, do her make up and brush her hair.

When she finished, fifteen minutes later, it was eight-thirty and she had to get to school. She walked out the front door, after seeing Aunty Sienna and telling her about where she’d been last night (which meant more lies) and walked across the street towards the school.

“Hey! Nadine!” she heard Rachael calling, as she spun around on her heels and looked at her best friend walking towards her.

Rachael gave Nadine a hug and pulled back, looking at her outfit.

“Mmm is that Levi’s sweater?” Rachael said, with a wink.

“No actually-”she was cut off by Rachael.

“O-M-G you totally didn’t call me last night like you promised! How is Levi by the way? Did you visit him last night! Well obviously ‘cause you’re wearing his sweater.” Rachael giggled, taking her phone out of her pink purse.

“No, Rachael, actually I gotta tell you-” Nadine was cut off yet again, by Rachael.

“I hope he’s better Nadine! Ugh, did I tell you Harley Kasmer winked at me when I was watching him try-out for the basketball team!” Rachael squealed, putting her phone away.

“Still fixated on him, then?” Nadine huffed, as Rachael nodded with a smile on her face.

“Well, I better be getting to class. See ya luv!” Rachael said, waving at Nadine before retreating to her first class.

Nadine breathed out a bug breath and closed her eyes for a brief moment.

“Hey Freak Girl.” she heard the annoying squeaky voice of Loretta Elrod call out to her, as she opened her eyes.

“Hey Loretta.” Nadine murmured, trying to walk passed her to her locker.

“Oh, are those hickeys on your neck.” Loretta gasped so loudly that everyone in the hallway’s eyes were fixated on Nadine.

“slut.” A boy as she recalled name was, Jared.

“Probably not a virgin.” Loretta giggled, her small teeth showing as she laughed.

“I am so a virgin.”

“I bet Freak Boy gave her those.” Jared called again, making everyone laugh.

Nadine felt her cheeks turn red and tears started stinging her eyes.

“Awww is that his sweater too?” Loretta said with a pout, before brushing passed Nadine to probably get to her classroom.

Oh and one more thing.” Loretta said, smirking. She walked up to Nadine, more like strutted and moved Nadine’s hair from her neck.

She pulled out her phone and before Nadine could stop her, snapped a picture of the pinkish bruises.

“smile.” Loretta cackled, walking away from Nadine once more.

She had totally forgotten about those hickeys, as Rachael nor her Aunty and Uncle noticed them.

She cursed herself for not remembering and covering them up with foundation. She walked towards the bathroom, but bumped into someone along the way.

“Oh sorry.” The raspy voice apologized, she knew from then who it was.  

Justin.

 

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