"Finally I can get this shit done, maybe some music will help me work a little faster." I think to myself moving the milk crate just enough to make easier for me.. I bust out my phone, thumbing in my music trying to find a good working song. "There we go!" I press play while grabbing my headphone and push them in hoping my loud music will drowning out any extra creep sounds that might come.
I start shaking my ass to the beat, placing the boxes on the shelf. I bend down to grab another box when I start to feel the milk crate slide out from under my feet. Feeling myself already falling, I know it's to late.. suddenly, I feel hands grab my waist.. catching me just in time before my whole body hits the pavement.. I let out a slight scream, unsure
if it's from the fear of me falling to my death or from these strange hands on my hips.. "uhm, What tf are you doing. You have to be more careful. You almost ate shit there." I hear the familiar voice chime in from behind me. My still heart racing, Taking out my headphone, I turn around to see my tall, strong and handsome friend standing behind me. "oh, hey.. thanks!! I was just putting boxes up, thank god you were here.. I could have died." We look at each other for a few mins laughing.. I look down to find his hands still holding on my waist.. "well..? I umm, need to finish this up before my boss coming looking for me.." I nervous say.. wondering how o n earth he knew I was back here.. the thoughts flood my mind... "was he watching me make a fool of myself right before I started falling... is that how my life is.. I big foolish, clumsy mess.." his voice breaks my silent "hey, maybe I could hand you the boxes to help you get done fast..?" I smile wildly "yeah, that would be amazing...!" We place the last few boxes up with no problems.. "last box." He says handing it to me carefully. "Thank goodness, Time to go back inside and finish my day.." I joking remake.
As I start to step down, I feel the milk crate start to slide underneath me again..
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All play, no work. 18+
RomanceThis short story is in first person. So any blanket will be completed with your name. The story takes place in a small town. A young female just trying to make it through her average work day. When something crazy happens.
