Write Me Now-The Truth About Our Breakup-
Write Me Now is a game to help improve your creativity by practicing writing, which is the key of becoming a good writer. Test your imagination by writing a story that you didn’t choose. You will be given a beginning and an ending, and you get to fill the story with whatever plot you come up with to link them together. Share what you wrote here in the comments space below with other writers and see how they imagined the story to be. So open up your mind and let the stream of ideas gush into reality and let’s write me now.
The sun hit earth with violent heat. It was 40 degrees outside, and yet his bedroom was cold and chilling. It was once bursting with his passion for me, his smile that warmed me, and his aura that used to rainbow me by embracing my flaws. I took a deep breath and exhaled sharply; feeling nothing but the void that filled the air. My phone rang, pulling me from my reverie. I fished the phone out of my backpack and answered before checking who was calling. “Hello” I said. “You better be saving the world” Sara sounded angry. I asked her to meet me at Risotto restaurant at 2:00. I checked my watch it was 2:30 already, it felt like five minutes only have passed. I shouldn’t have let myself in his house before my meeting Sara. “Oh, shit. Sorry,” I took a deep breath “Sara. Listen, I will be late for another 30 minutes. Can you wait for me? I have to take care of some business; it popped up at a short notice. I’m sorry” I wrinkled my nose, praying silently for her to wait for me, I really needed to tell her the truth about my breakup. “Okay, fine. But I will order something. I’m starving” She sighed and sounded exasperated and I giggled. “Of course, but, no dessert without me” I warned she giggled too, and then paused. “Ava,” she said in a terrified low voice “Please tell me you are not at Nick’s place?” I wanted to lie but, my sister knows me too well; as usual I got busted. She wouldn’t have asked me with that tone, if she hasn’t figured out where I was already. With her, honesty is the best policy. “I just wanted to leave him a written note. You know, I like to go classic” my lips were pressed into a hard line “OH. MY. GOD,” she yelled at me “Ava, the man just cheated on you! Don’t you have some dignity” her voice was stern. I rolled my eyes, and decided to kill the call because it was only a matter of minutes; to get bullied by her in the restaurant anyway, so we don’t have to do that over the phone. “Sara. Bye.”
……Write Me Now…..
Nick kidnapped me.