The High Life and Bucket Bouts Part 5

As she extends her hand to help him up, the telephone rings. The sound of the ring tone makes Amber tremble with fear, and she momentarily forgets why her hand is extended. Mitch picks himself up off the floor and reaches for the phone. "Hello?" he says into the receiver. The only thing he can hear on the other end of the line is heavy breathing. "Who is this?!" he screams into the phone "and what the hell do you"... but before he can finish the sentence, he hears a click and the phone line is dead. "What was that all about?" Amber asks with a puzzled look on her face. "I'm not sure." For some reason, every time I answer the phone, I hear heavy breathing and the person on the other end hangs up." "That sounds strange," she says with a worried look on her face. "Don't worry about it Amb, I'm sure it's nothing." "Let's get out of here." "Okay, but grab your jacket, it's a bit chilly outside," she replies. As Mitch goes to grab his jacket out of the closet, he hears drips begin to hit the floor in the kitchen. To be continued....

The High Life and Bucket Bouts Part 4

As Mitch struggles to get to his feet, his arms suddenly feel week and his head hits the floor. "Just lie still," Amber says as Mitch looks her straight in the eyes. It's moments like these, that he thinks to himself how crazy he is about this woman. "Do you have ice in the fridge?" she says as he watches her walk into the kitchen. "Yes, I do." But before he can finish saying the words, she is already putting ice into a paper towel. "Here, put this on your head," she says handing him the self made ice pack. "I guess all that time spent watching MacGyver episodes finally paid off eh?" he says with a chuckle, as he places the ice pack on the back of his head. "So...what exactly happened to you last night?" she asks. "I, I really don't remember." he replies. As soon as the words leave his mouth, he has another flash in his mind. If only he knew what took place last night, and why he keeps have these flashes. To be continued......

The High Life and Bucket Bouts Part 3

As yet another image flashes into his head, Mitch is left in a state of confusion and panic. He begins to feel his heart race fast, and his palms get sweaty. His stomach is in knots, the same kind of feeling he had when as a kid, he and a friend were busted for shoplifting. Suddenly, the room goes black, and his body goes limp. When he comes to, he sees a figure standing over him. As his eyes begin to focus, he makes out the figure. It's his good friend Amber. Mitch has know Amber since they were both in the 2nd grade. They are the kind of friends that can be in a group, yet they are the only two who understand their own private joke. They are so close, she was the one who was there for Mitch, to comfort him when his mom died in a car accident, when he was 12. Over the past few years, Mitch has fallen deeply in love with Amber, but has yet to tell her.

As his eyes are now focused his throat is as dry as a desert, as he struggles to speak. "Am.. "Amber?" he finally musters enough energy to speak out loud. "Yes, Mitch, it's me" she says back to him. As he stares into her brown eyes, she smiles at him. "Are you ok?" she asks. "I..I..don't know" he says back to her. As he rests his head back on the hard living room floor, he once again has a flash in his head, and feels more confused than ever. To be continued..