"I've Been Reckless, But I'm Not A Rebel Without Cause"
~ Angelina Jolie
BOOM.
There it was again. It was the fourth of July and every one was going nuts, throwing firecrackers and making out under the fireworks, but see you, you. You were being a good little noodle, finishing the last of your fourteen paged essay, on a Friday night.
You were told not to open the door, not to go outside, not even if the world was crashing down and coming to an end. You were sticking to your mother's directions even if it meant being alone this holiday, while she and your father went out to eat. She said she was bringing you home some leftovers and you were find with that. So no going out like all of your friends and so-called boyfriend who hadn't called you in three days. You looked down to see your boyfriend picture come up on your phone. " Babe- Come with me and my buddies out to this party-" He sounded drunk and by the slurring of his words has.
No you were not going out.
And you weren't.
But that crash said otherwise, the bang and the scream was all to real, it didn't sound like kids playing around to you.
You glanced at your window and your body froze, A girl, a young girl was sitting in a crater with a missing arm, yellow liquid trailed down the trees and the scenery behind her,' What a mess'. The same liquid poured at her body and it oozed onto the ground. Tear cascaded down her face and she struggled to get out and screamed in agony. She falling back onto the cold-unforgiving ground.
All sense of logic left you in a panic to gather your thoughts around the dying girl and your mother's warning fled with the rest. You hastily ran out the front door speeding past your ginormous guard dog, that was growling at her fiercely.
You ran by her side picking her up gently and bringing her limp body into the house. You picked up your phone from where you left ignoring the incoming call from your mother your shaky fingers dialed 911,
" Hello , 911 speaking, what is your emergency?"The dispatchers calm and monotone voice was not helping, surely not calming.
" A girl was hit by a firecracker and her arm is missing-" You turned to check her conditon and she was gone.
You dropped your phone in shock 'Where could she go?" You got up to examine where just was,there was nothing.
Nothing besides , the sticky yellow substances that was stuck to your dad's favorite recliner.
Wait.
A pearl.
A single yellow pearl layed on the ruined couch, and you knew you had some serious explaining to do when she got home.
"Ma'am, Ma'am? Ma'am whats wrong , are you okay, what happened" the dispatchers voice rose a few tones but she was still indifferent as if she had said this thousands of times. You had forgotten that the lady was still on the phone and that she probably dispatched a officer and maybe an ambulance, by now.
"Haha, it was just a prank, Happy Fourth of July" You said weakly, you hung up the phone not even waiting on the lady's reply.
Looking around the room, you mind was blown by the outcome of the night by the only thing you could say, " Where did you go mystery lady." Unknownst to you the pearl glowed as if answering your question but you would never know.
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I Am In Here-Steven Universe Yellow Pearl X Reader
RandomLittle slip up on Yellow Pearl's account, and now she's on Earth stranded with no contact what so ever with her Diamond.