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Don’t Cry Out. – (Chapter: 1. Caught up in this web of lies and insecurity.)
The phone rang.
Sound waves echoed through the house, reverberating off the walls and bouncing about in every direction. The sound carried to the living room, dining room, master bedroom…and couldn’t find an ear to hear it. The house seemed empty of life, of anyone that might hear it and answer the call. Then, had the sound had a brain, it would have suddenly remembered a vital bit of information to help it on its quest: there was an upstairs.
The sound traveled up the steps and darted in and out of bedrooms, searching for any sign of life. Finally, at the second door, it found one; a sleeping figure, an ear to hear it, a person that might answer the call, a young girl.
Excited, the sound slithered over and wriggled itself into her ear, tapping lightly on her eardrum before pulling out again.
Nothing.
Had the sound had a face, a mouth, emotions, and the correct muscles, it would have frowned. However, it did not. Sounds don’t have any of those things, as sounds are merely vibrations, and cannot perform bodily functions typical of humans. Instead, it tried again, tapping a little harder this time before slipping back out to check its progress.
The girl’s eyes fluttered slightly, but she showed no signs of waking up; not a single stirring muscle.
Frustrated, the sound made a good distance between itself and the girl’s ear, making sure it had a clear shot and plenty of time for acceleration. It focused straight ahead, determined to have this girl hear it if it was the last thing it did, zeroing in on her ear. It would be heard. It had to be heard, and it would be answered. The sound wouldn’t take no for an answer.
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goober says
Huh. This is very, very interesting. I’m oh so curious to see where it’s going. At first I thought that Ashley was calling the wrong person, but I knew that couldn’t be right… So, Spence lied about her name, her everything, and she’s somehow run into Ashley again a year later and they’ve become friends. Oh, delicious. Love it. REALLY looking forward to seeing where this goes.
NotTwinny says
Hmm..You were right. This post DOES baffle me. I guess this means that I must keep reading to ease the confusion. Post more. This conundrum must be solved so be sure to post more soon. Plus thx for the shout out in your Author’s Notes. It’s totally not silly to blush from my comments. Most people make it a daily ritual. ;)
carlymarie82 says
I don’t mind you making me cry every week as long as you do it Clome’s way….good, intense sex. (read Best of Me) I like your story and I’m wondering how Spencer got in touch with Ashley. Or why she’d want to after being treated that way. Ashley definitely seems to like “emily” but, she could just be looking for some more random ass, lol. pms pretty please cheese…and whips;)
clomle44 says
Oh this is the best. This is awesome. It’s such a ridiculously good idea, and best of all, it hasn’t been done before. You win all the chess games from now on! I’m so damn impressed. I’m going to twirl away and giggle excitedly because I have a new fic to love and cuddle and kiss and call george. If you can tell me where THAT comes from I’ll give ya cookies. LOVE IT!
goober says
Huh. This is very, very interesting. I’m oh so curious to see where it’s going. At first I thought that Ashley was calling the wrong person, but I knew that couldn’t be right… So, Spence lied about her name, her everything, and she’s somehow run into Ashley again a year later and they’ve become friends. Oh, delicious. Love it. REALLY looking forward to seeing where this goes.
NotTwinny says
Hmm..You were right. This post DOES baffle me. I guess this means that I must keep reading to ease the confusion. Post more. This conundrum must be solved so be sure to post more soon. Plus thx for the shout out in your Author’s Notes. It’s totally not silly to blush from my comments. Most people make it a daily ritual. ;)
carlymarie82 says
I don’t mind you making me cry every week as long as you do it Clome’s way….good, intense sex. (read Best of Me) I like your story and I’m wondering how Spencer got in touch with Ashley. Or why she’d want to after being treated that way. Ashley definitely seems to like “emily” but, she could just be looking for some more random ass, lol. pms pretty please cheese…and whips;)
clomle44 says
Oh this is the best. This is awesome. It’s such a ridiculously good idea, and best of all, it hasn’t been done before. You win all the chess games from now on! I’m so damn impressed. I’m going to twirl away and giggle excitedly because I have a new fic to love and cuddle and kiss and call george. If you can tell me where THAT comes from I’ll give ya cookies. LOVE IT!
cj4eva says
holy moly donut shop!!!!! and again holy moly donut shop!!! that may not make sense to you but in time i hope u understand it..plzzzzzzzzzz pms (i am not above begging) but u could always be merciful and not make me ;)..tho dont doubt that i would…pms
cj4eva says
holy moly donut shop!!!!! and again holy moly donut shop!!! that may not make sense to you but in time i hope u understand it..plzzzzzzzzzz pms (i am not above begging) but u could always be merciful and not make me ;)..tho dont doubt that i would…pms
bannerman says
fucking.love.it. :-Dwicked idea, and naughty Spencer! I wonder how many other girls Ash seduced and forgot about – can imagine the streets of LA are littered with them, and she’s oblivious! ah, gooooood story!
bannerman says
fucking.love.it. :-Dwicked idea, and naughty Spencer! I wonder how many other girls Ash seduced and forgot about – can imagine the streets of LA are littered with them, and she’s oblivious! ah, gooooood story!
hdgallant says
Wow that was a great post. That was messed up she couldnt even get spencer name right. I1m very excited to see the next post. PMS
hdgallant says
Wow that was a great post. That was messed up she couldnt even get spencer name right. I1m very excited to see the next post. PMS