Drabbles from A Lucky Shot

If you click here: Drabbles, then you will be sent to a blog post that consists of five different 100-word drabbles, explaining how my characters from A Lucky Shot acted after Game 3, you know... the shit storm.
Enjoy!

Some Nights -- Jordan Staal

Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore...
oh woah, oh woah, oh woah oh oh
oh woah, oh woah, oh woah oh oh

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Jordan, I love you. You’re a real prick sometimes, but you’re my prick.
Shhhh, don’t talk baby, just relax. Everything’s going to be fine.
Everything hurts. I just want the pain to stop.
Listen. You, and Rachel, are going to be fine.
Rachel, so you found out my secret, eh?
Shouldn’t leave papers on the counter, Jessica.
There was a short laugh, and then he watched as she arched in pain. Monitors started going haywire, she screamed and grabbed his hand, holding onto him for dear life. And then she settled back down onto the hospital bed. He watched her chest rise, and when it fell… the solo tone echoed throughout the room. He pressed a kiss to lifeless lips, and whispered he loved her one more time.