Short Stories

Wreck

  I glanced down at my watch, I wasn't gonna make it home by my curfew at 11:00. I'm Amber, Senior in high school, sweet,  as most people say, but I have strict parents, I love them dearly, but sometimes they really got on my nerves. I was driving as quickly as possible, without getting a speeding ticket. I ground my teeth together, I couldn't be late! All of a sudden a person wearing all black came out of nowhere, I tried to slam on the brakes but instead hit the accelerator.  I squeezed my eyes shut as I found the brake a little too late.

    THUNK. My car hit the person. I quickly jumped out of the car. What if I killed the person!? I would have murdered someone! I started to cry as I stood over the body.

"You shouldn't be the one crying, I just got hit by a car." The person groaned. A woman. 

"Are you ok!?" I quickly asked wiping the tears from my eyes. The woman rolled over and I finally saw her face.  She had green eyes, red hair, and pale skin. She was clearly drunk. 

"I'm feeling tip top." She grumbled. I offered her a hand to get up, but she refused and pushed herself up, but then collapsed. She groaned again. Good thing this wasn't really a busy road. I sighed and scooped her up, she was small, and didn't refuse the help this time. I carefully sat her in the passenger's seat. It looks like i would have to take her home with me, and somehow explain this all to my parents.

   I quietly closed the front door. I had the woman's arm slung over my shoulder and was helping her to walk. 

"Amber honey, is that you?" I heard my mother call from the living room. 

I gritted my teeth. "Yeah, I was just letting the cat out." I said.

"I didn't realize you had gotten home earlier." She said. 

"Uh huh." I said while hurrying to my room. My parents would be pissed if they found out I had, first of all, hit a person, and second of all, brought home a drunk.

   I layed her down on the floor. She had fallen asleep somewhere from the front door to my bedroom. I grabbed some pjs from my wardrobe. Pink with purple polka dot fleece. I looked at the sleeping woman, she was still asleep, so peaceful and kind of cute. Wait what? Did I just think that this female stranger was kind of cute. No. 

    I shook my head, today was a stressful day, maybe I was just under too much stress. I slipped out of my pink sweater and white skirt. I slipped on my fleece shirt, so comfy. 

"Yar cuuuuuteh." I heard the slurred words from behind me. I turned, red cheeked, just wearing my underwear and shirt to see the woman smirking. I glared and quickly slipped on my pants. 

"What's your name?" I asked crossing my arms.

"Harlow." She answered.

"What kind of name is that?" I asked.

"Theh name mysh shtupid ass mother gave to mehh at birthhh." She grumbled. 

"Well, if your gonna stay here for the night, your not gonna use that kind of language, and I'll make you a floor bed." I said.

"Kk" She said resting her head back down on the floor and quickly fell asleep. I grabbed a few blankets and a pillow. I layed it out for Harlow. I grabbed a large T-shirt from my wardrobe and tossed it at Harlow.

"Might as well change into something clean." I said as she woke and  questioningly picked up the shirt. 

"This shirt says princess.  No way in hell I'll be caught deash in dis." She said. I groaned and tossed her a pure black work T-shirt. '

"Thash more like ithht." She looked up at me and made a motion for me to turn around. 

It was five minutes later and she was taking forever. I tapped my foot impatiently.

"You done yet?" I huffed.

"Been done for awhile, just wanted to stare at your ass for awhile." She said and I could just hear the smirk in it.

I whipped around and quickly jumped into my bed. She was wearing my shirt now. It was cute, like when a guy gives you a sweater. Well not in my sister's case, she just liked sweaters.

"I have a boyfriend." I said, and it wasn't a lie, but my parents had set us up, and I didn't really like him. 

"Uh huh" She said as she snuggled into my pillow. I sighed, I needed to go to bed too. I tucked myself into bed and promised I would get up before Harlow. Needless to say, I broke that promise.

    I heard laughter from the kitchen when I finally woke up. I looked over to the mess of blankets on the ground and my rumpled black shirt. No Harlow. I jumped from my bed and ran to the kitchen.

"No really, I must be going." I heard Harlow say in a sweet voice.

"Well you really are a pleasure, feel free to stop by anytime." My mother said. 

Harlow walked around the corner and winked at me. 

"Um, bye." I said to her as I opened the front door for her. 

"Bye bye!" she said with another flirtatious wink as she sauntered out the door. Harlow was right, asses are nice to look at. 

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