Micheal Clifford

500 5 0
                                    

You were walking down the street in your high heels, pencil skirt and button up top. Your feet were killing you, your thighs were chaffing and you were just ready to go home. Work was absolute torture, usually you worked slow days, but now since the law firm you work for was going through with a law suit against another firm they had you running all over the place. "File these papers, I need this by 3 pm, make it 2 pm. Go get me coffee please?" and now since the bus you usually take wasn't running today, you had to walk a while to the next bus. At about the last block you felt as if someone was following, you felt sick to your stomach. Your heart starting to race and you began to quicken your walking speed. You wanted to get near people as quick as you can, you looked around for a shop that was open so you can go inside and tell some one at the counter that someone was following you.

Since now your only focus was to get away from who ever has been following you since the last block, you didnt notice when your heel got caught in grate and snapped off. You audibly gasped as you fell onto the filthy city floor, your skirt now stained with dirt and your heels now broken. You stood up and assessed the damage of your shoe, and looked at the grate that now held the heel part captive. You cursed under your breath as your threw your heels out into the trash bin. This was when the person who have been following you pulled up next to you in the car. The one driving, with black hair, leaned over and the one with green hair looked at you. "Yo baby what you doin'?"

You rolled your eyes and scoffed, "so this is what have been following me for the last few blocks? A dude who makes dumb faces and another with terribly dyed hair? Get a life, and don't follow women on the streets." You continued to walk to the bus stop, the strangers havent followed you after you spoke to them. Happily you never saw them in the city again.

-

Aw man i haven't written in a while, sorry this story kind of sucks. I wrote while baby sitting a human child, a puppy and making sure my newest kitty panda didn't hurt the puppy.

I DID NOT EDIT THIS SORRY FOR ANY TYPOS AND WRONG SPELLINGS AND WRONG FORMS OF WORDS!!

I envisioned this story in NYC but you can imagine it anywhere

Band ImaginesWhere stories live. Discover now