Her nerves were on fire. It was as though a hot, red lava swept through her veins and enraged each and every folicle of humanity that was on offer. Is that what the literary greats had meant by 'screaming nerves'? Whenever anyone had said anything about screaming nerves, whether it be on TV or in a book, she had imagined a tiny voice screaming as it whooshed around people's bodies.
Clearly she had been wrong.
Her nerves were definitely screaming and she was certain that there was no voice. No audible one, anyway. Maybe she was broken. Maybe she wasn't human enough to hear the scream. Maybe they had lied about the scream — her eyes narrowed — in which case they should be punished. Severely.
She blinked. Focus. Her heart raced faster, then her second heart followed. Damn it. She had to get this over with before she exploded from the inside out. That's imploded, dear.
Biting her lip, she peered over her shoulder. Gerald sat a mere three metres away, eating cupcakes from Blair's. He was alone. He licked the chocolate frosting off of the delicate crumb then jammed the remainder into his mouth and both of her hearts soared. Fuck, he was sexy.
She had fancied him for quite some time now and today, in just an hour, had worked herself into quite some state. A single thought pounded within, screaming louder than the so-called screaming nerves. "Throw yourself at him." That's what normal humans did when they lusted after someone, wasn't it? They threw themselves at their target and salivated all over them? Claimed their love with that which dripped off their tongues?
Such knowledge was beyond her. She wasn't human. Sure, she looked like one and passed with ease through their society, even claiming their friendship... but deep down inside, she didn't quite know what she was. Found. Adopted. Cared for. Fed. A monster.
But monsters need love too, right?
Right.
It was salivating time. Hopefully it wouldn't burn him.
Helloooo! It's Day #1901 of 
The prompt for today is actually: divorce court — but yesterday's prompt enticed me a bit more. That was: screaming nerves — of course! 😄
Something a bit different today, but I like it. There's a small reference to Blair's in there... I guess all sorts of stuff happens in Joey and Jenny's quiet, historical town. 😱 It's like Maine in Stephen King's world.
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