Darby's Eyes
I sit on that train. Next to that lady. That lady who calls me Darcie. I don't even know her name. I know no body. My seat is uncomfortable. The train is loud. I have no service. I can't text Ryann. I can't text my mom or my dad. I can't write or read in Wattpad. I can't do anything. Except for sit. Sit and talk to this old lady who calls me Darcie. My face hurts. My face hurts from the duct tape. I'm scared. I'm scared about the lobster thing. Damn, I hate Texas. It's hot. It's making me sweat. I hate people. I wish I was with Ryann. Ryann makes me happy. I love Ryann.
Suddenly, everything goes black, and I hear a baby cry.
YOU ARE READING
Boop!
Teen Fiction"Jonah, I have to tell you something." "What babe?" "I'm a les." "What's that?" "Gay."
