Short Stories

Intoxication, Paranoia, and A Lot of Fame

Steven woke up to the sound of his alarm. Five always came by quicker than he wished. He's been going to church for the past few months, not for the usual reason of Christ as everyone thought. Steven went for Sebb, he's always loved her more than a friend. She's been there for him, until two others decided to join us, Carlos, and Ben, Ben's not too far from Steven's age, he's twenty five, while Ben's twenty three, then Carlos is closer to Sebb, who has just become seventeen, Carlos being two years older.

The two boys he felt have stolen Sebb from him, he acted like he didn't care, when really, he cared more than he cared about himself, he loved her more than he loved himself. Dangerous for himself, he's been recovering from his depression, he had gotten out of a hospital recently, after faking two weeks of their therapy, it only made him feel more upset and slightly triggered his madness.

He got up from his bed making it quickly, making last minute decisions to be there early,he threw on a collared shirt over a black long sleeved shirt under, he chose blue jeans due to him lacking black from procrastinating to do laundry for two weeks. Steven grabbed his brush and brushed his mane, as Sebbcalled it. Suddenly he felt something furry brushing against his leg, he looked down, seeing his cat Sam, he smiled giving him a scratch on the head before grabbing his keys before heading to his truck. Little did he know, today was simply beginning.

"Hey Phil!" Ben called out from the table in the corner of the room.

She turned her attention from Carlos to Ben, flipping her hair out of her eyes. Her hair was a style that trended over a decade ago, a fringe, a style typical for emos. "Yeah man what's up?"

"When's Steven gonna get here?" He asked, unable to text lacking minutes on his phone.

Ben crossed his legs impatiently waiting for his friend to arrive, Ben always leaned more towards Steven and Sebb, never was he a fan of Carlos.

Carlos had his head turned towards Sebb's lap and phone, watching her type. He himself was growing impatient, but not of Steven, he was impatient at Ben, always calling her attention away from him.

She took her phone out and texted him 'Hey bro' where you at?' "Got 'em." she answered resting her head on Carlos's shoulder again.

Ben grinned, thanking her, but had his grin frown at Carlos's behavior, he couldn't stand him, he was always in the way of him and Sebb's relationship.

They saw Steven pull up, his blue ford rusted from the rain the day before. They waited for him to walk up before they all went inside.

They sat in the very back row against the wall, Sebb sat in between Carlos and Ben while Steven sat left of Carlos. Sebb and Carlos got out there 3DS out and connected for the day, then put them up, Ben put his arm around Sebb as she held his other hand. Steven glared at them feeling himself boil up.

"Hey Steph, you alright?" Ben asked, allowing Sebb's curiosity to wonder and look towards him.

His facial expression immediately changed when she looked, from angered, to a more docile and calmer look, "Yeah man, i'm chill." He said, growing jealous of his friend.

Ben nodded and his attention went back to the preacher, and Sebb's went back as well. He stared at them from the corner of his eyes, his peripheral vision clearer than usual, he feared he would hurt her, he knows she's fragile, she's been hurt so many times, he doesn't want him to hurt her again, that is a pain she does not deserve. Ben's way to old for her he believed, six years difference is too much, Ben must have something horrible planned.

His mind raced, and raced, never letting his thoughts escape his grasps. He knew what he had to do. How he would do it could take a while of processing, but isn't impossible. Steven had majored in Improv when he was in university, which could mean he could treat it as another exam, go with the flow.