• Short Stories

    Emergency

    When I parked, I ran to her door and banged on it, calling her name. What if I was too late? I made up my mind to break the door down, but she opened it with a sinister smile. “What the fuck, April?” I yelled. “I knew you’d come.” April pounced on me and hugged me tightly. I didn’t hug back. “I knew you still loved me,” she squealed, pulling my arm towards the entrance of her apartment. My feet were planted. She tried to move me but couldn’t. I knew what time it was. I spotted the lit-up candles from the doorway. “Man, I gotta go.” I pulled her…