Writing Prompt #9

 

Writing about Soccer being everything for a family.

Soccer is the only family sport. What I mean by that is that my whole family plays soccer. If you can’t, then you are the “Water-boy.” Something no one wanted to be. There was only one person who couldn’t play like everyone else, my cousin Jake. Jake was the only one that has ever gotten hurt playing. So, he doesn’t play anymore due to the doctor’s orders. He has a son who plays in the kid’s game. Then there is an adult game. I aged out of the kid's game, but because I’m a girl, I can’t play in the adult game. It has nothing to do with sex; it is mainly when the games are going on the girls are busy, but I will be the first girl to play on the adult team. My dad told Jake that I could play really well. I had made the state team. Uncle Jack said that I could play with them if the women didn’t need help. So, this is where my story starts.

“Aunt Menie, can I go play soccer now?” I ask for the tenth time. She sighs, looking at my mother, and she sighs too. I knew that sigh. I wasn’t going to able to.

“Jaz, you know why we don’t play anymore, right?” Aunt Menie says. “if we were playing who would make sure the kids get feed and make sure there are no fights. I understand that it is hard to go from playing to not playing, but that’s what we got to do.”

“Aunt Menie, I made the state team, so I need to keep playing so I can stay in shape. So, I am not like you guys,” I say pointedly. When she sighs, I get up and walk away. “You don’t understand and never will. I’m going to for a walk.” I leave the house with my mother saying okay. I can’t believe that they think I should entirely quit because I am an adult. Being over the age of 18 doesn’t mean anything. I should be able to play soccer no matter what age I am. I remember when I was about 7 years old, mom and dad used to play soccer with me. They always told me that I could do anything that I wanted if I put my mind to it. My mother wasn’t born into this family, my father was. So, she doesn’t understand everything that they do. When we go over to her family, they let me play soccer with the adults. I know every family is different, but why can’t I play with them? None of this makes sense to me, and it never will. I wish my dad’s family understood that soccer is my favorite thing to play. I hate cooking, and I also hate feeling left out.

“Ma’am, are you okay?” Someone says from behind me. I turn and see Kyle Bell, a famous soccer player, I slowly nod, not knowing why he stopped to talk to me, I’m a nobody. “Then, why are you crying?” Am I crying? I reach up to around the bottom of my eyes and feel wetness. My eyes widen, I didn’t know I was crying.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to stop you.” I say quickly, hoping he would just leave.

“It was no problem. I can’t stand seeing a beautiful girl crying. I have to make her smile.” He says, reaching out and wiping the tears from the other side of my face. “Aren’t you Jazlyn from the Penko’s women’s state team?” my head snaps up.

“You know of me? I just made the team. I didn’t think my name would be spoken by someone of your level.” I ramble on. He lifts a finger to my lips, stopping me from talking.

“Just because I am at a higher level doesn’t mean I don’t watch the state level of soccer. I also know the owner, and he spoke really highly of you. Did you know that you are the only girl that made the team this year?” Am I? I thought there were better candidates than myself. I messed up a few times, and the others didn’t. “I saw you’re tape that you sent in. You are very passionate about soccer. My younger sister is on the team. Since you have practice on Monday, tell her I said hi, her name is Kaylie. Well, I have to go. Hopefully, my sister brings you around. See you later.” And he walks away, answering his phone.

“Jazlyn?” a woman says. “I can’t believe It. I can’t believe you beat me out of that spot on the soccer team.” I turn and see Carly, my friend. “Why didn’t you tell me that you made the team?”

“Because when you told me that you didn’t make it, I felt as if I were to tell you that you would think I was rubbing it in your face,” I say, trying to cover my tracks.

“True, I would’ve thought that, but at the same time, I would’ve been happy for you. So, how’s your family taking the news.” She asks.

“Um, my mom and dad are happy for me, my Aunt Menie isn’t too happy about it. My cousin Jake is happy for me but thinks I should take a year off. To see if playing soccer is what I really want to do. My rest of the family doesn’t really care.” Most of that was true the only thing that I didn’t tell her was that all my friends that tried out have cut me off for making the team.

“That sounds like normal. Your Aunt Menie hate that you still play soccer, doesn’t she?” I nod. There isn’t much that I could say to that. 

Writing Prompt #8

 

 Trying to get away from someone

Dear Journal,

So here we are again. Christmas time. I have always hated this time of the year. It’s to, exposed and exported. It’s no longer about family, it’s all about what you can get for someone else. Yeah, we have people who volunteer at the homeless shelters and other things but if you pay attention most of the kids are only wanting their gifts, they could care less if their family is there or not. I know that I am acting like the “Grinch”. Even my family doesn’t even care if I am there or not. Allie, my little sister, is only 10 and asked me what I am getting her for Christmas. When I told her, I am not getting her anything because I am saving up for the baby. She got so pissed and said that it’s Christmas and I needed to get her something. Christmas is about getting gifts. I just stared at her. I can’t believe this. I don’t want my baby to grow up thinking that. I got up and walked to the guest suite. My baby will not be as self-centered as my sister. I know that she doesn’t know any different because of our mom. Right before Allie was born mom had married a rich man, He is gay but didn’t want his family to know. I have no real problem with Kyle, but mom spoiled Allie, anything she asked for she got. Growing up mom didn’t have a lot of money with Jake and Dominic playing every sport that they could. We had the basics and that was about it. So, I don’t think she knows what she is doing to Allie. Allie isn’t Kyle’s, but his family thinks she is. None of us want to change that because he asked us not to.

“Skyler,” Jack came into my room making me sigh. “Damn, sis, you look good for a pregnant woman.”

“What the hell does that mean?” I snap playfully as I stand up.

“Sky, you have always been beautiful.” He says trying to dig himself out of the hole. I laugh, and he relaxes. “And evil as ever.” He laughs. He pulls me into a big hug. After a few moments, I hear a gasp.

“Get your hands off my man.” A woman says from the hallway. I pull back and raise an eyebrow and look up at my brother. She comes storming into my room and yanks me further away from him, making me fall to the floor.

“Sarah,” Jack yells trying to catch me before I land but he wasn’t quick enough. “That’s my pregnant sister.” He picks me up like I weigh nothing. The angry face went from Sarah’s face to my brother’s. He sits me down on my bed. “Are you okay, Sky?” he asks. I nod.

“It’s not the first time I have fell and I know it won’t be the last time.” I say with a smile. “Sarah, it is nice to meet you.” I say as sweetly as I can. The guilt builds up because she starts crying.

“I am so sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” She sobs. I sigh looking at the girl.

“Look, if my brother wasn’t my brother and he was my guy, I would’ve probably done a lot worse than you did. You are fine.” I say trying to get up, but my brother pushes me back down. “Jake, I am fine.” Being the 3^nd youngest and one of two girls in this family means anyone who hurts me is in deep shit. I am going to be in deep shit when they find out the father is in jail because he stabbed me. But as far as I can tell no one knows yet and I plan on keeping it that way. I try to sit up and this time Jake lets me. Jake is staring at my shoulder.

“Why isn’t James here with you?” I look away.

“He had to work. He couldn’t get out of it.” It was partly true. He couldn’t get out of jail to be here. So why did the guilt start to eat at me? Jake’s face fell.

“Oh, okay. Well, I need to show Sarah will she’ll be sleeping because mom doesn’t want us to share a room.” Sarah who is still crying looks anywhere but at me.

I pull my brother into a hug. “Cheer up your girl. She didn’t hurt me, so she is fine.” I pull back and push him away. He gets up and grabs her hand. Pulling her out of my room. I look at my phone. Carol had called about an hour ago, but I was too scared to answer. There is a voicemail. I grab my phone and listen to the voicemail.

“James has been released on bail.” I quit breathing. Shit, his mom knows. Which means my mom will know soon.

“Sky, breath. Come on sis, breath,” Dominic says, placing both his hands on my shoulders. I wince at the sudden touch causing a little bit of pain. He pulls me into a hug. “Sis, why didn’t you call me?” he asks.

“How do you-?”

“I answered the phone before mom could and no she doesn’t know.” I relax in his arms. “Why didn’t you call me?” he asks again.

“About what, Dom?” Jake asks making me tense again. I try to pull away, but Dominic wouldn’t let me go. “Sky?” He says walking closer to us. I start breathing harder. How did this go downhill so fast? Why can’t anything go right when I need them too? The door bell rings. “I’ll go get that.” Jake walks slowly out of the room. I start crying.

“I can’t tell him.” I tell Dom.

“Come on, she is this way.” I hear Jake say. “I though you couldn’t get away from work?” I freeze. He can’t be here. Dom jumps up and makes it to the door before he gets there.

“Get the fuck out of this house before I call the cops.” Dom growls.

“Dom, calm down, he is Sarah’s husband. He made it here.”

“Jake stay out of things you don’t understand.”

“She is pregnant with my child. I can see her whenever I want to.”

“Not when there is a protection order in place.” Dom says.

“A protection order, What the hell is going on?” Jake says trying to push past Dom, but Dom being bigger than Jake he doesn’t get past.

“Hello this is 911.” A lady answers the phone.

“My husband, James Kelly, has violated the protection order in place.” I say into the phone.

“Where are you at?” The lady says.

“I am at 668 stone creek rd.”

“Cops are on the way; can you get somewhere safe?”

“Yes, I can.”

“I’ll stay on the phone with you until they get there.”

“Get off the phone, Sarah,” James yelled.

“Why is she calling the police? Dominic tell the what the hell is going on.”

“He beat Sarah, she is pregnant, and he beat her.” Dom says.

“I did no such things.” James says

“No you didn’t beat me, you tried to kill me.” I scream.

“Ma’am please calm down.” The lady says

“Yeah because you cheated on me.” James scream as he pulls out a gun. Jake tries to grab the gun, “Let me see my wife or you both die.”

“Put the gun down,” A man says from the hallway.

“I just need to see my wife and this all will be over.”

“Put the gun away.” Someone else yells. A gun goes off and everything goes black.

Writing Prompt #6

Set a timer for 30 minutes then write a story about a charcter being left after making a mistake

"How could you be so god damn reckless? How could you do this to me? I don't want anything to do with you. You are unmarried and pregnant. I can't even look at you get out of my house and never come back." He yells flinging the front door open. I let my head fall so he doesn't see my tears. I need to tell Sarah what's going on. She will stay by my side. Isn't that what best friends do, right? As I walk up to her apartment door I hear moaning coming from inside. So I let myself in with the key she gave me. I head to the kitchen to get something to eat.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum." yells Jack.

"Cum inside me. Please fill me with your cum. Fill my pussy with your hot sticky cum. Full me up. Please master." I drop the plate and slid down to the floor. They are together? "Oh yes. Right there. I feel your cum." She screams her release. I sit there crying for what feels like forever. They come out of the room and she sees me. "Jaz. What are you doing here?" She says trying to hide Jack, but that doesn't work because he is 6'8" and she is 5'3". "You didn't call first. Is everything alright?" I shake my head.

"That asshole behind you leaves me just because I'm pregnant with his child. Also, my dad disowned me. To top it off you are here to have sex with him. How long has this been going on?" I say standing up.

"3 years today. I didn't know he was the Jack you were talking about. I swear." She says stepping closer to me.

"Yeah right, you met him so many times." then I realized they have been going to me behind my back for 90% of our relationship. "You have been fucking my boyfriend for most of our relationship? How could you? Do this to me?" I look at her neck and see hand marks. "Now I see why there were always red marks on your neck. You like being choked during sex." I start walking towards the front door, but Sarah stops me.

"Please don't leave we can talk this out." She pleads I shake my head.

"No. we can't I'm all alone. I guess that's how it has to be." I yank my arm from her grip. I make it all the way to the door when something hits my head. I turn and see Jack smirking. "What just hit me?" I hiss. 

"A pillow," he says. "Now that's out of the way. I think you guys need to talk."

"Whatever. I'm leaving. I'm never talking to you guys again." I slam the door behind me. I get in my car and head to the only place I could think of. My mother's grave. Once I get there I see my father. I sit in the car until he walks away.

"You're not allowed here. Ma'am." Says one of the workers.

"What do you mean I'm not allowed here? I'm here to see my mother's grave." I say trying so hard to hold the tears back.

"I was told to not let you anywhere near here," he says. I fall to my knees crying. "Ma'am that's not going to work on me," he says pulling me up.

"Please just let me go. I need to see my mother. She is the only one I have left. I lost my boyfriend and my best friend, and to top it off my dad disowned me. I just need to see my mother." I sob.

"Jazmen? What are you doing here?" My father says walking over.

"I'm here to see mom." I sob.

"You're not allowed. You are no longer family and only family can come in here. you know that." he says. "Here I will walk her off the grounds," he says taking my arm from the man.

"With all due respect. I need to walk her off ground. I am here to keep everyone safe. So it is my job to walk her off the grounds." he takes my arm back and pulls me towards my car.

"I hate you, DAD!" I scream at the top of my lungs. As we got to my car he hands me a card.

"Call me around six tonight and I will get you in to see your mom. But only if you will go out with me," he says. I shake my head. he wouldn't want a pregnant lady,

 "I'm pregnant," I look down at the card. "Jace. I doubt you want to date a girl that's pregnant."

"Quite frankly I don't give a flying fuck that you're pregnant. I want to get to know you," he says opening my car door. He wants to know me?

"Not trying to sound rude but why me?" I ask linking my fingers together.

"Because we went to school a long time ago." I've been homeschooled for most of my school years.

"When, I don't remember ever going to school outside of the house," I say.

"We were in 3 grade. You made it half of the year before getting pulled out. We were in the same class. I was the one that punched Keven for pushing you. Ever since then, I have been looking for you. Please give me a chance. All I am asking for is one chance, if you don't like me after the chance then I will back off. I swear." His blue eyes have so much hope how was I going to tell him I can't start something new.

"Okay. What time do you get off work today?" I ask just wanting to get this over with.

"8pm," he says

"Okay, I will text you my address and you can stop by. Okay?" I say. he nods. I look over at my father who is staring right at us. "I hate you. How dare you kick me off my own land. What kind of father does that?" I yell at him. I get in my car and drive off. What the fuck? Jace wants something. I just don't know what it is yet. I will find out when he comes over tonight, I guess. How could Sarah fall for him? Why is it that every time I date a guy she takes them one way or another? What did I do so wrong? Why does everyone leave me? First, my mom leaves me two years ago, and now everyone I care about is leaving me. I know my baby won't leave me, Right?

When I got home, I text Jace my address. As I get out to see Jack's car in the parking lot.

"Fuck me! Why can't he leave me the hell alone?" I walk up to the door and see it is wide open. "Hello?" I yell walking towards the bedroom.

"Over here. I'm just getting my stuff then I will be out." He says packing his clothes. I hold back a sob.

"Please don't leave me too?" I say sitting on the bed.

"I don't love you. So I'm not staying. I don't even want our baby." he says looking at me with guilt in his eyes, I shake my head,

"Then why did you do it? Why not use protection that night?" I ask looking at the door.

"Because I hate condoms. I've always hated, but I wanted sex."

"But you had Sarah, so you didn't need me for sex. So why did you use them if you hated them." I instantly regret it when I say it.

"Look Sarah, wasn't always in town when I wanted sex. So I had to use them with you. So I could get sex." He says sitting next to me. This is the first time he has ever been this nice to me. "You wouldn't have sex unless we used a condom. So I did. That's all there is to it." he gets up and grabs his bag, "Jaz."

"It's Jazmen." I correte him.

"Jazmen, have a good life." He walks out of the room leaving me sitting on our king-size bed crying my eyes out. I really hate all of this. It's not fair, but life has never been fair. 

Writing Prompt #5

 Imagine you're looking through a collection of short stories. One of the titles catches your interest. That's the story you want to read first. What might the title be? Invent a title that would make you want to read the story. Now, write a story to go with that title...

Tilde: You Know how to kill him?

Story: "Jacob, think about this before you do it." I say trying to stop him.

"Jace needs to die. He forced you to mate with him." He says trying to walk around me.

"That may be true, but it's too late. We mated. We have kids on the way."

"Wait how long ago did this happen?" His brown eye holds more fury than anger.

"Two months ago," I say. His eye goes from brown to black and back. He growls

"You didn't tell me why?" he grits out.

"Because you would act like this," he growls loudly making Jace come into the room.

"Sarah is everything okay?"

"No, it's not. You hurt my sister and made her keep it from me." Jacob screams.

"Look, I was dying and if we didn't mate I would've died. Yes, we went about it the wrong way-"

"Wrong way? She's two months pregnant and I just found out." oh shit, why did he have to say that?

"You're pregnant?" Jace says walking closer.

"Stay back. It's not a good idea for you to come closer. He's about to shift." I say trying to get him to walk out.

"Then you need to back up." Jace growls. "I'm not losing either of you.

"He won't hurt me. I promise. Please, Jace, do it for us." I say hoping that will get him to do as I asked.

"Fine, but you need to back up too." I sigh

"Fine. Jacob, give me a hug please?" he looks at me shocked. But nods. "Jacob, please don't hurt him," I whisper.

"I can kill him without killing you." He whispers back.

"Please don't." I pull away so he can't argue and he storms out of the room leaving us alone.

Writing Prompt #4

"Why are you so desperate to have me forgive you? Was destroying me once not good enough for you?"

"Please, I need you to forgive me, Xavier," I say bugging him. In order to tell him why I left and about our son, I need him to forgive me or at least say he could forgive me.

"Why are you so desperate to have me forgive you? Was destroying me once not good enough for you?" He growled turning to finally look at me. "You ran from me a year ago today! You nearly killed me!" He yells keeping in hands at his sides while they are in fists as the rage radiating from him was mixed with sadness. I look down at the ground trying to figure out how to explain that I left to hide our baby from my mother.

"I'll explain everything once I know you can forgive me," I say through the tears, holding back the sobs. I'm trying to fight the need to reach out to him physically and mentally. No matter how hard I try my mind seeks out his and I catch a glimpse of his thoughts. 'God, she is still as pretty as the day she left. I can't let myself get hurt again, I'll die this time. I might be able to forgive her but I need to know why before I could.' I pull back needing to hear him say it out loud. The rage was still radiating from him. "Please," I say as the sobs escape. I hear him sighing.

Look, I can forgive you but I need to know everything." He says as he pulls me into his arms and the rage coming from him starts to fade.

I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.

Sitting in the doctor’s office, I notice Sam Agostoni’s picture on the wall. I hope she isn’t the one to see me. She made my husband leave me. Was I not enough anymore? Was I too much? He left me for him. He got her pregnant five months ago. He had told me he got someone pregnant and I was happy for him, I didn’t think he would leave me for her. The thing is that I am pregnant, as well. He doesn’t believe me that I am pregnant. So, I made this appointment with my ob-gyn, he should be here soon. “Kelly Mastromarina, the doctor, will see you now.” I stand up as she closes the door behind me, “Miss Agostoni, will be the one to see you as your doctor had to leave.” I stop and stare at her.

“Am I able to see someone else?” She shakes her head. Miss Agostoni is the only one that can see you.” I nod, “Follow me.” She takes me to a room.  As I walk into the room, my phone goes off. I answer it.

“I’m here, now where are you?” Justin says.

I turn to the nurse, “My husband is here. Can you let him back here, please?” She nods and leaves. He hung up before I could say anything back to him. I sigh and sit on the table. My hand rests on my belly. I didn’t want to meet her this way, but I have no choice.

“Kelly, please, stop this, you know you’re not pregnant.” He says, walking into the room. I look down at my hands.

“How do you know I’m not pregnant?” I say back. He sighs.

“Because we’ve tried, and you have never gotten pregnant.” It’s my turn to sigh.

“That doesn’t change the fact that I am two months late,” I say back. Justin stares at me. There is a knock at the door. “Come in,” I say, trying to stop my fear from taking over. Sam walks in and stops when she sees Justin.

“Miss Mastromarina, how can I help you?”

“I think I am pregnant.” Her eyes widen and look back at Justin, and he shakes his head.

“I don’t think she is, but she wanted to come and see.” He says, and she looks back at me.

“Here, I need you to pee in this cup, and we will test it.” She hands me the cup and walks out.

“You wanted to do this; you wanted to hurt her.” He snaps at me.

“I didn’t, ask her I didn’t. I came here to see Jess, but she had to leave early. I swear I didn’t want to meet her. I wish I didn’t have to meet the woman you left me for.” I sob walking out of the room as I walk out of the bathroom, my heart shaders even more as Justin holds Sam in his arms.

“What are you going to do if she is pregnant?” Kelly sobs,

“That changes nothing. I’ll fight to take the child. You are the one I want to be with, not her.” I hold back my sobs and walk into the room. I grab my phone and text, Jess, ‘why did you have to leave?’ I hit send as he walks back into the room.

“You can leave. I heard what you told Sam.” I sob. He looks shocked. “I won’t let you take my child away from me. I haven’t done anything to you.” I lay back on the table. He touches my belly.

“If you are pregnant, do you want me around?” I stare up at him. I shake my head, no.

“I want you to leave,” I say as there is a knock on the door. Sam comes walking in. “What did it say?" I sit up.

“Congart-“ She takes a deep breath. “You are pregnant.” Justin stares at me. I smile softly.

“I’ll take my leave. I know what I need to do. Just send the script to my pharmacy.” I stand up. “I’ll make an appointment with Jess. I can’t say it was nice to meet you when I never wanted to meet you. So, goodbye.” I walk away before either of them can say anything.