Cory's P.O.V
Two girls. One room.
Two deaths. One grave.
Two trips. One car.
I counted out things as I mindlessly walked back and forth from the motel room and my car.
It is currently 2am. Thank god there are no other people out. I still have to find a place to properly bury them. And a different place to leave all of their belongings.
As all of these things go through my head I can't help but think about the girl that overdosed my second night here. She looked so familiar but I can't figure out why. Packing up the rest of my things, I head out to my car. Check out is in the morning, I don't need to talk to them at the time. Starting up the car, my mind wanders again, this time I can't help it. I reach into the back seat and grab the bag of their things.
Pulling out two ID's, I only recognize one of the names. "Nicole Smith" that was why the girl looked so familiar. It had only been three years since I left home, how could a girl like her change so much in such short time? Maybe that's why she insisted on going home with me. She recognized me first, her one and only high school love.
Sighing, I put everything back. I wish I could change things but that won't work. But I can put her to rest. So that's what I'll do. Deciding on the perfect location, I pull out of the parking lot and into the night.
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Hey y'all, long time no update, huh?
Sorry I've been so inactive. I've been so busy with school, stressed and I had such bad writers block. I wrote this up last night, and its not very much but its something.
Also, I wrote this on my phone because we currently don't have Wi-Fi. Sorry for the different format.
~Cory
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RandomA fucked up story about a boy and a girl. Insert Cory Waters- A small town boy from a normal family with a sad past. And Andi Kwang- A girl from an even smaller town with a messed up childhood.
