Chapter Six; Part One “Megan! How are you? I heard about your friend, and I’m so sorry.” Sara pulls me into a hug, catching me unaware. “I’m fine,” I say sharply, placing my hands on her shoulders and pushing her away. I do not like being touched without my permission, especially by someone I don’t… Continue Reading
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Blogging My Murder; chapter five, part two
Chapter Five; Part Two Speaking of Tessa, my phone rings her ring. I glance at my phone and remind myself that I need to block her number. I didn’t after I first caught her because I was in shock, and then inertia took its course. Her calls came less and less, and I hadn’t heard… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter five, part one
Chapter Five; Part One “Mrreow!” I bolt awake to the sight of Onyx’s face inches from mine. Her eyes are small slits, and her fangs are showing. “Do not do that!” I push Onyx’s face away from mine, wincing as her breath hits my face. It stinks of salmon and kibbles, and I push it… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter four
Chapter Four I wake up five minutes before my alarm rings, which pisses me off. I’d rather be awakened an hour before it’s time to get up than five minutes. That’s not enough time to go back to sleep, but it’s enough time to make me not want to get up, either. I sigh and… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter three
Chapter Three “Hey, Megan. Wanna grab a coffee on break?” Sara Paulson asks, her bright pink lips curving into wide smile. She pats her fluffy blond curls and bats her eyelashes at me. “No, thanks, Sara. I’m not going for a while.” I nod at her, but I don’t take my eyes off the computer.… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter two, part two
Chapter Two; Part Two “Mrrrrrreow!” Onyx weaves her way through my legs as I stand up, almost tripping me in the process. “Onyx!” I scold her, but my heart isn’t in it. How can I be mad at her when all she wants to do is love me? She butts her head against my shin… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter two, part one
Chapter Two; Part One “Hey, Megan. How’re you doing?” Lydia’s rather saturnine features light up as I walk into the studio. She’s five years older than I am, and yet, she looks twenty years younger. She claims that it’s all thanks to taiji—she’s been studying for twenty-two years—and I can only hope it has the… Continue Reading
Blogging My Murder; chapter one, part two
Chapter One; Part Two When I open the door to my house, I hear a steady, high-pitch meowing, intermittently punctuated with lower growls. I slip off my three-inch, ruby-red heels and wince in relief once they’re off. I have wide-ass feet, and even the most generous shoes feel better off than on. I follow the… Continue Reading
Blogging my murder; chapter one, part one
Chapter One; Part One “I am too fucking old for this,” I grumble, lifting my Diet Coke to my lips. I glare around me at all the gyrating bodies, pissed off that they are oblivious to my plight. I had recently turned forty-five, and I am feeling every year of it. “Lighten up, Liang!” Julianna… Continue Reading