deperdita fabula

Written in response to: "Write a story with the line “I don’t understand.”"

Bedtime Drama Mystery

"Canela! I'm home!" I called as I dumped my bag on the laundry sink. "Come here girl!"


"Canela! Where are you?" I yelled desperately as I hear Harry Styles' "Fine Line" album playing in the living room, I didn't leave that on. What the hell?


My phone rings, Arian is calling me. One, two, three texts arrive from him.


"Hey" a girl voice suddenly calls out


I shriek as I see someone who seem vaguely familiar sitting with Canela in her lap, "Dani? Wha-wha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"


She laughs, showering my floor with glitter and sparkles from my craft box, which is next to her, as well as a bunch of bowls and beakers with weird liquids which have now spilt all over my floor. She stands (dropping even MORE glitter onto the floor), and embraces me in a hug "Hey man, I missed you." I hug her back, grinning. "How's Mauricio been treating you?" She sighs and puts a hand on her hip as a moody expression flashes by her face, gone as soon as it comes, then pulls my ear and yanks my hair, "My god, how are you alive in these conditions?!?"

I wince, remembering all the times she and my mom would break into my room while I was away on dates or skateboarding and would yell and scold me when I got back.


I shrugged, "As you can tell I HAVE been surviving for a year and a half," as I mockingly put my hands on my hips.


"Well? How did you get in my house?"


"The door was unlocked."


"Huh, there wasn't anyone home?"


She shook her head.


Arian wasn't home, he promised me he would take of the house, whatever.


"So..." she headed to the couch, Canela following, "I was wondering, did you ever find out why my Tio Nano didn't come back?"

I sigh, putting my hands in my hair, "I thought we were over that..." I murmured. "No not really, I thought that he just... you know..."

Her eyes seemed to turn into daggers, digging into my soul. " I don't understand, you PROMISED you would do it." She started to tear up, "I... I... I thought you took that seriously."

"I swear I-"


"NO! YOU DON'T CARE YOU JUST LIE AND... AND YOU PRETEND TO CARE."


"ME?!? YOU WERE THE ONE WHO MADE ME DO THIS. YOU WERE JUST, JUST- SITTING THERE, WATCHING ME DO ALL THE INVESTIGATIONS."

She cackled, "OH YEAH? WELL WHO PUT IN ALL THE FUNDS FOR THE INVESTIGATORS HUH?"


"ME!" I couldn't hold it in anymore and I closed my eyes and started sobbing.



Instead of Dani consoling me, I saw flashes of blue, purple, yellow, and in the center of them, the silhouette of a tall, dark man stood, and turned to face me.

Only that man, was him.



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I woke up with a start, gasping for air. It was all been a dream. Huh, sure didn't feel like it.


I laid there and processed my strange dream. My alarm suddenly woke me from my reverie. I got up and put on some sport shorts, a Smiths tank top, and some running shoes. Arian was still dead asleep.

That man sleeps through wind and rain doesn't he.


I made myself a blueberry banana protein smoothie and grabbed Canela's leash to take her on a walk.


"Come here girl!" I felt like I had already done this today. I have but it was just a crazy dream. Your going insane, but its okay, arn't we all after a while? I put her leash on and headed out, just as Luis called me. 5 A.M.? On a Saturday? Something isn't right. I picked up and put in my AirPods.


"Hey man."


"Hey, what you up to? Ya have time to chat?"


"Yeah you ok? It's five A.M. over there and I was worried something happened."


He laughed. Luis lived in LA, against his will (to a certain extent), while i lived in Texas, so there was a two hour difference between us.



"I'm... pretty bad actually. I sorta maybe got fired from my job last night..." he sighed.


I left him in complete silence. The last time this happened he had a MTB and me and Ariana had to host him because his mom hates him and his sister's husband got in a fight with him, and they dont talk ever since.


"No Canela! She keeps on peeing on Arian's car and he says he doesn't care but be does."


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"Canela! I'm home!" I called as I dumped my bag on the laundry sink. "Come here girl!"


"Canela! Where are you?" I yelled desperately as I hear Harry Styles' "Fine Line" album playing in the living room, I didn't leave that on. What the hell?


My phone rings, Arian is calling me. One, two, three texts arrive from him.


"Hey" a girl voice suddenly calls out


I shriek as I see someone who seem vaguely familiar sitting with Canela in her lap, "Dani? Wha-wha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"


She laughs, showering my floor with glitter and sparkles from my craft box, which is next to her, as well as a bunch of bowls and beakers with weird liquids which have now spilt all over my floor. She stands (dropping even MORE glitter onto the floor), and embraces me in a hug "Hey man, I missed you." I hug her back, grinning. "How's Mauricio been treating you?" She sighs and puts a hand on her hip as a moody expression flashes by her face, gone as soon as it comes, then pulls my ear and yanks my hair, "My god, how are you alive in these conditions?!?"

I wince, remembering all the times she and my mom would break into my room while I was away on dates or skateboarding and would yell and scold me when I got back.


I shrugged, "As you can tell I HAVE been surviving for a year and a half," as I mockingly put my hands on my hips.


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sorry i put that there i had to copy it because i didnt have enough time to finish lol.

also shout out to my besties: Brian, John and Marshalt for helping me with this. ty so much and love yallllllll






Posted May 17, 2025
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