Taking his steps down carefully so that he won't spill the freshly brewed coffee that he
bought to celebrate Beck, Ray noticed Beck was really into a book where she didn't even
turn to his call. He tapped on her milky like soft skinned shoulder which gave her a jerk. She
smilled weirdly and asked Ray if she could borrow that book. Ray looked at that not printed
but handwritten book and said yes after a long pause.
Beck spent her whole night reading that beautifully written book. It was penned by a lady.
Her initials were inscribed on the hard cover. 'Matilda Truelove' . Beck had a idea of using
the idea from the story without telling it Ray. Before reaching to the last sentence, Beck
grabbed the ointment from her desk and gently applied on her neck. She finds it aching
since her trip from the bookstore.
"Perfect! Now that's a story", applaused the Head Publisher. "Start writing your great story,
you are the next star"
Beck was screaming in happiness in her.
Beck was busy with her work, where she didn't even have the time to go for check ups for
her neck ache. Since it gets worse day by day, Ray forced her to go, but doctor said it was a
normal stress ache.
The night from the hospital, Beck was drowning in tiredness, then her room's light went off,
she was quenching her saliva in scared. Then there was a book flipping sound, when she
torched towards the sound, it was that book, flipping through the empty pages, then the
empty pages were being filled with inks, Beck was looking pale, she was about to faint, but
she made her brave to go and have a better look on the words. " you are a cheater, you are
not a writer, you took then from me",it spills.
Beck falls and cried, " No I'm not a cheater, i just took a small part of your idea, who ever
you are dont hurt me". The curtains flew high with the windows closed. " But he hurt me", a
sound whispered in the air. Beck could see a shadow getting closer, nearer and bigger
approaching her. " He is cruel", again a sound aired from the black magnified shadow.
"who?", Beck shouted in confusion. " Jones, my Jones", a woman's voice breaks the silence,
she was sobbing.
Beck's confusion level peaks, "Jones?","you means Jones as Ray Jones? ".
"Yes, that cruel human with a ugly soul", she sobbed.
" I'm really confused and scared", cried Beck.
The book came flying all the way from the desk to Beck's Lap, it spills ink again which says
'Touch me'. Beck with energy draining out places her palm in the book.
It brought her to a flashback where the beautiful Matilda was a regular customer to Ray's
book store. Like Beck did, she was into Ray too then, but unfortunately their relationship did
not go well. While on a fight between them, Ray without realising pushed Matilda where her
head hit hard on the edge of a coffee table. Ray was panicking over the situation until he
didn't realise she was unconscious. Instead he thought she was bo more. Thus, to cover up
YOU ARE READING
Short Horror Story ; "HEAVY SHOULDERS"
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