Crimson Water

A really short free write. When I mean free write I mean lots of grammatical errors and head tilts because of "WTF" moments(I think, who knows what goes on in my head). Here goes nothing. Oh and enjoy.

I looked at the slender tall male. His hair was a perfect mess and his green eyes were stunning as always. His lips wore a nice pink colour and his dimples were definitely the icing on the cake. This always happens. Whenever he is nearby I immediately stop everything that I'm doing just so I can take in his remarkable looks. Every detail I memorized. You can ask me anything about him and I'll be able to answer it without hesitation. An example was when my friend asked me how many times does he blink when he gets nervous, I immediately answered at least five times. My friend didn't believe me so we tested it. He blinked five times. What did we do to make him nervous? That's a secret. I saw his right hand twisting open a bottle of water. The way his fingers moved as he opened his bottle looked as if it was a potter making the final touches on his clay. He was very gentle towards the water bottle which I found was incredibly peculiar and amazing. I don't think I remember when I got this infatuated with him. Maybe it was when I saw him first ran his fingers through his hair that one time in Math class or was it when he turned around to pass me the class hand outs in English? I really can't remember but in both of those times he was smiling. A smile that I've never seen somebody wore. It was as if it was Christmas morning for him. No maybe not, maybe it is like he finally got what he wished for? Yeah, I think that's it.
I saw the same blonde haired boy as usual. This guy is not really interesting. The only reason why I pay attention to him is because whenever I manage to see the green eyed male the blonde boy is around seventy-five percent of the time. The remaining twenty-five percent is my favourite. The green eyed male was always alone and it made me very happy to know that I can stare at him without anyone distracting him. I guess it's kind of weird that I'm always referring him to the green eyed male. I only say that to calm myself down because his name is too special. I feel like if I call him by his name I will tarnish it. Everything about him is special. However it'll be confusing if I don't at least say his name once. His name is ...

OKAY LOL. I don't know where any of that came from. Maybe it was because I have been watching anime recently. Lately I've been looking for shoujo anime(rom-coms) and I guess this is where it comes from? I don't know I think my free write was creepy and 100% stalkerish.
THIS WAS ALL MADE UP BTW LOL. I wanted to give them blue and green hair but I wanted to keep it a bit realistic so. ANYWAYS YA HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THIS OR UH THOUGHT THIS WAS NICE, I DON'T REALLY KNOW. THANKS :$.

Quirks

I have yet another story coming up and I'm just going to be talking about the plot! It is actually due today for my Creative Writing class and let me just say is that I have hit another writers block! This totally sucks because I don't think I have enough time to do a free-write to help clear my min so I'm rushing this story. In my defense my Creative juices were dry. I know that sounds pretty weird but onward to the plot!

My upcoming story is about a man whose name is Kyle(that's actually his last name, I have yet to find a good name for him). He wakes up in an unfamiliar setting and finds out he has Amnesia. He accepts it because he has no memory of him and can only remember a few things such as car, books etc. After he is dismiss from the hospital he explores his house to find any clues that will help him retrieve his memory. He finds a tattered notebook that is in his desk. As soon as he opens it he falls to the floor. As soon as he wakes up he remembers everything. 

I hope you guys enjoyed the plot. I didn't want to give everything away but that's the basic gist of my story! So now I will conclude with this awesome video I found on my Facebook newsfeed. 

From the same creators of "First Kiss with Strangers"
Till next time lovelies!

FATE

Finally, here is my story, Fate!

(picture isn't mine!!)

It was a sunny afternoon when I saw them. I still remembered when I tied myself around his pinky followed by her pinky. As soon as I tied the knot their cries stopped. Their mothers held them close to their hearts.

“Charles” the oranged hair lady whispered into the newborn’s ear as she smiled.

“Lydia” the brunette lady said as she planted a kiss on her daughter’s head. I knew they were made for each other.

Lydia was hunched over the marbled counter. Her shoulders moved up and down. I could tell she hasn’t stopped. Her tears continued to fall from her cheeks as it stained the papers clenched in her hands. It’s been an hour since she found those papers. One was scrunched in his work pants, one was stuffed in his work desk and the others were in his coat. A sudden series of twist came from the front doorknob. She immediately stuffed the papers into her pocket and wiped her tears away.

“Lydia sweetie I’m home” a manly voice called out from the hallway. She cleared her throat to respond but her breath just hitched in her throat. The man stood at the doorway of the kitchen. He wore the usual grin on his face. I watched him approach Lydia. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer towards him. I felt the usual surge within me but it mostly came from Charles. He kissed the side of her cheek and slowly proceeded down to her jawline. This didn’t make Lydia giggle or smile this time. It made her cry. He felt a salty liquid brush against his lips. He quickly let go of his grasp and turned his wife around. He was greeted by a face he thought he would never have to see again. The usual surge started to dissipate and I started to feel myself twist at her end.

“Lydia are you okay?” he said as he extended his hand towards her face. She waved his hand away and the twist started to form a tangle.

“Charles do you even love me?” she questioned. It pierced his heart as if daggers were thrown at it. The corners of his mouth were no longer stretched from ear to ear but they were pulled down by the emotions of his heart. He opened his mouth but the only thing that came out was air. His end started to form a tangle but thankfully not as severe as Lydia’s. She brought her hands to her face and sobbed into them.

“Lydia why would you ask me that, you know I lo-”

“Really then what’s this?!” she screamed as she grabbed the papers from her pockets and threw it at him. It scattered across the floor with one of them faced up. Charles looked down and immediately froze. His tangles started to become complex and messy.

“Lydia I swear to you I didn’t do anything! Let me explain!” he said as he grabbed onto her hands. She shook her head. Another tangle formed from both ends.

“What’s to explain? If you didn’t do anything then you wouldn’t have multiple whore bills!” she cried as she pushed Charles away from his hold.

“I knew you weren’t ready for marriage. Maybe it’s best if w-”

“No! Don’t say it please!” he begged as tears formed in his eyes. She backed away and shook her head. Lydia exited the kitchen and started to pack her belongings. Charles sank to the floor with the papers sprawled around him. All he could do was cry. I never seen him this sad before and I know he didn’t do anything. I was the one who helped him reconsider. She stood at the doorway with bags in each hand. I knew they wanted to say something to each other but they couldn’t. She nodded at Charles and made her way out the front door. As soon as the door close Charles let out the loudest cry I’ve ever heard. Lydia rested her forehead on the front door and weeped when she heard his cry.

It has been 3 months since that incident. Neither of them had contact with each other. Whenever Charles tried to speak to Lydia her sister would tell him to get lost. I’m tangled everywhere, I’m stretched and worn out. They were so far apart from each other. The only thing that wasn’t touched was the knot I tied myself. Charles wasn’t able to smile genuinely anymore and Lydia never stopped the tears. I have to do something. They miss each other so much. I tried to unravel myself at both ends this time. It didn’t do that much it only gave them the motivation to go out. I just wished I was able to unravel myself fully so I can pull them closer like I did before but this time it’s very different. Charles got invited to go out by his friends again. This has been their fifth time taking Charles out. Lydia on the other hand was going out for the first time.

Charles sat by himself as usual while his friends invaded a group of girls. He sighed at the sight of this. He didn’t want to go and mingle. If he were to mingle he wanted it to be with Lydia. He fondled at the beer in his hand. I felt myself loosen. I was no longer stretched or constricted. Lydia’s end was slowly coming closer to Charles’ end. I saw her walk in the bar with her friends. Charles hasn’t noticed yet. He was too into his beer to look up for a damn second. She made her way towards where Charles sat. Lydia didn’t notice either. Her back was towards Charles and Charles head was down for Lydia to notice it was him. This was my chance to help them. I tried to unravel myself on Charles’ end because it was much easier to do so. His end wasn’t constricted or complicated like Lydia’s. I saw him put down his beer as he felt my unravel. He raised his head and slowly turned to the right, towards Lydia’s direction.

“Dude Charlie what are you doing buddy?! Come over here” a voice called out from the crowd of girls. Charles turned around to face his friends. He wore a smirk and waved his hand. Slow close, damn his friends. I unraveled myself again and Charles looked to the left. I felt his heart increase and the familiar surge started to build from his end. He saw her back, the back that he used to hug from behind and gave Lydia her favourite kisses. Lydia still hasn’t noticed. Even when his moron of a friend yelled his name out. I guess she was too busy listening to her friends. I unravelled myself from Charles’ end as it started to become easier. Charles got up from his stool and approached his wife. Her friends were the first one to see him of course. They shot death glares at him but that didn’t scare Charles. The more that I could unravel the more confidence Charles got.

“Lydia” he spoke. She turned to face the direction of his voice and the same urge started to come from her end. However it wasn’t as much as Charles but it was definitely something. Lydia’s mouth hung opened as she saw her husband for the first time in 3 months.

“Let’s go Lydia we can find another bar to hang out in” one of her friends said. The other two bimbos nodded with her. At least I wasn’t being stretched anymore. They haven’t been this close since what felt like forever.

“Lydia can we talk?” he said as he ignored the remarks of her friends.

“I don’t think she wants to talk” one of her friends replied.

“No it’s okay I think I can handle this girls, I won’t be long” she smiled at them. The girls left with one last glare and left the two alone. He sat beside her and both of them exchanged awkward smiles. It was quiet for 20 minutes, like the first time they went on a date.

“Will you let me explain about those papers?” he said to break the silence. Lydia fiddled with her fingers until she said yes.

“Yes I’ll admit I did go to a brothel” Charles said. Lydia got up but Charles placed his hand on her arm which made her sit down.

“Once you step in you get charged and I went multiple times because I was considering on sleeping with another girl. The temptations were there but I couldn’t stand losing the thought of you. I swear I was going to tell you that’s why I kept all the bills. I just never found the right time” he said as he grabbed her hand. Lydia started to form tears within her eyes but I felt Lydia’s end unravel more.

“Lydia, if I could take back my stupidity I would. I know I shouldn’t have even considered about cheating on you. You were so good to me and I’m a terrible husband I’ll accept that. I’ll understand if you don’t wan-” Lydia wrapped her arms around his neck and locked lips with Charles.

“That’s all I wanted to hear from you. I may be crazy for forgiving you because you did consider to think about cheating on me but I can’t stand being away from you anymore. I prayed every night for a sign and this happened.” She said as she held unto Charles. He kissed her forehead and held her tightly within his arms.

“It’s crazy I wasn’t even supposed to come out tonight. It was like there was something telling me to go out.” She continued

“Like fate!” They both said in unison. I felt the surge coming from both ends now and the tangles were all gone. I was no longer worn out nor stretched. My thread returned to its natural red. I definitely missed this feeling.

Funga Fufu

I felt my body fight against the wind and beads of sweat dropped down from my head and unto the track pavement. My arms moving up and down, and my feet stomping the ground. My eyes were fixed on the bright white banner and red font that said: finish line. I quickly shot a glance at my opponents behind me, three who still haven’t completed the second lap and as usual he was on my tail. I felt my limbs accelerate as more adrenaline were pumped into my legs and arms. More oxygen was being inhaled than ever before. Just a few more strides I thought as the white banner started to become more visible. Only one more stride, as my left foot stomped on the pavement a sharp pain traveled up my shin. “AGH!” I screamed, my vision became blurry and my legs gave way. I felt my body land on the track concrete and my hand slammed right onto the finish line. The crowd’s cheer became silent and the only thing I could hear was my name. “YOH!” a bunch of people screeched.

“Doctor will he be alright?”

“With plenty of rest and supplements he should be fine.”
“Doctor, what happened?”
I slowly opened my eyes to find two figures hovering over me. One was dressed in a lab coat and the other was wearing red track pants with stars printed at the waist and a white t-shirt. “Yoh!” the guy called out running towards me, he started to grip the bed’s fence. I moved my gaze from him to the wires that seemed like they were etched onto my body. “Since he is awake, I shall explain what happened” the man in the lab coat said. My eyes were fixed on him as my heart was starting to beat faster. What did happen? I can’t remember. All I could remember was falling to the ground and not finishing the race. My eyes widened and I lurched forward only to feel a sharp pain growing within my knee. I clutched it while beads of tears began to form. “Yoh!” the guy called out looking me in the eye. I averted my eyes with humiliation and wiped away the tears. “Mr.Yoh, you tore the femoral nerve. This nerve allows you to move your leg and feel sensation, however since you tore it, the great sensation of burning running up along your leg and knee is quite painful. Isn’t it?” the doctor said looking at me. I clutched my knee. “What does this mean?” the guy in track pants glared at him. Tears started flowing from my eyes, I know what this means. “I won’t be able to...” I murmured. “Run anymore” he finished my sentence looking firmly at me.

I slumped back down to the bed and faced the other way, having my back towards them. I bit my lip so hard that blood began to form inside my mouth. “Yoh, it will be alright” the boy in the star track pants said as he placed his hand on my shoulder. “Leave me alone” I replied as the tears started to become abundant. My pillow was almost soaked. “Yoh!” he shouted. I sprang up from my bed to face him, I glared at him even though the tears in my eyes obstructed me from seeing him as normal. “LEAVE ME ALONE, HAO!” I screamed as my breath became more heavy. Hao backed away and made his way to the door as well as the doctor, leaving me alone in the room. I began sobbing furiously and started to punch everything around me. I could feel the capillaries in my hands rupture as they were smashing the metal bed gates. “Why? why? why? why?” I screamed sobbing into my hands. “Hey, didn’t you hear what the doctor said? You should be fine if you get some rest” a voice called out. I frantically began searching for the source of the voice. “Right here!” the same voice said, I focused all my direction to the corner where a curtain started opening from the center, revealing a female with an arm and leg brace. “Who are you?” I questioned staring at her braces that wrapped around her arm and legs. “My name is Leah” she said smiling. I looked away still having my grip on my knee.

“Does it hurt?” I raised my eyebrow. I released my grip and nodded. “Did that hurt?” I responded still having my eyes on her braces. She slowly moved both hands on one arm and one leg. She nodded as well and smiled. “Yoh, I know it must be painful right now, but you learn to live with it” she said tightening the strap on her leg brace. I watched how slow she was doing it. I started to try and get off my bed to help her. “Stay in bed please, I don’t need help”

“But you’re struggling, let me help you!” I insisted until one of my feet landed on the floor. “No you mustn't” she looked at me with tears in her eyes. “How will I be able to get better? I can’t always rely on people to help me” she whimpered slowly adjusting the straps.

“Yoh, I know what you’re feeling. It’s not easy to not being able to do what you love anymore” she continued focusing her eyes on the braces wrapping around her limbs. “Trust me, I know. I used to be a swimmer, I strained the nerves in my arms and legs. I was lucky enough that I didn’t strain it all the way to my spinal chord” she smiled weakly at me. Here I am crying about this stupid tear when Leah has it worse. “How are you able to smile when you can’t swim anymore?” I questioned like my words were daggers since her smile faded. “There’s no use feeling depressed all the time just because I can’t do a couple of things. After all I’m still alive! Even though they say I have a 90% of not being able to swim, I still have a 5%!” she exclaimed wiping her tears away. My heart started to go back to it’s original beat and a curve began to grow among my lips. “Hey Yoh, no one can tell you what to do besides yourself. Even if you can’t control things around you, you can control things if it is yourself. When they say you won’t be able to run, they are just challenging you!” she said as she got up from her bed and started walking towards me. I smiled and put the other foot down gently, sparks of pain began to shoot up. I shut my eyes hard and began whimpering. I felt gentle hands wrap around one of my hand and the pain started to dissipate slowly.

“Let’s work hard to overcome this trial! I know we can both do it, we’re strong enough to adapt!” I said smiling at her. She nodded and returned the smile. “Hey, Yoh. I’m sorry for being insensitive, I took a break from track so I can help you recover from thi-”

“Hao!” I said as I shot him a smile. “I should be sorry, thank you! I will need your help!” Hao smiled “this won’t be easy you know? Hao’s therapeutic walk will be extremely difficult!”

“I’m ready!”

“If you don’t mind, um Hao, can I take it as well?” Leah spoke out blushing. Hao winked “of course madame!” We all exchanged looks and began laughing. Looks like I was just being over emotional, anything is possible to get over with, if you believe.  

Ravine

There lived a girl in a tiny house on the mountains. She lived alone of course, but that didn't bother her since she pretty much grew up alone. Which meant that she cooked for herself, cleaned for herself, did the chores around the house and believe it or not she worked for herself. There are times where she gets pretty lonely and she just stops what she's doing and sulks on her bed. It cannot be help for she is alone. After a few minutes of her sulking she usually gets up and continues her work, if not she most likely ends up at the kitchen table eating her favourite dessert ever: blueberry cheesecake. She didn't buy this dessert, no, but she made it. It was the last thing her grandmother ever taught her, how to make blueberry cheesecake. After eating her blueberry cheesecake she definitely goes back to whatever she was doing prior to sulking and hums a joyful tune, a tune that her grandmother always sang when the girl would always be sad. Then after that she prepares for bed and peacefully goes to bed, trying to remember all her good memories.
As the girl grew older she decided to pack her things and move out into the city, where her cousin invited her to stay with her. Of course the girl accepted and moved straight to be with her cousin, for she didn't even know herself she had another family member. Her cousin was a great young lady, she was a doctor and decided the moment she met her cousin to take care of her. All was good until her cousin died in a car accident, the very same way her grandmother had died. Again the girl was alone, not in a tiny house but a really big mansion. The girl was halfway through medical school but continued studying for the sake of her cousin. No matter how hard life knocked her down she kept standing back up or no matter how far she sunk she kept trying to swim up to reach surface. When she finished medical school and received her Ph.D in Medicine she immediately got hired, because of her outstanding grades. She worked as a surgeon very hard trying to save patients. When she couldn't save the patients, the patients' family members would ridicule her or talk bad about her right in front of her face. Of course this hurt her and she would always run into the break room taking out a slice of blueberry cheesecake. She felt better but the wound in her heart was almost unbearable to withstand.
She thought to herself...
I've been hurt in so many ways, as soon as I think life would get better it just backfires on me. Even when I had horrible things happen to me I continue to smile, but now... but now it's too much.
/She quit being a surgeon and moved back to the mountains, when she arrived she saw her tiny house, but to her surprise smoke was coming out. No, it wasn't on fire, someone happened to be inside cooking! She carefully approached the window to find a very attractive guy. She carefully brought her hands to both cheeks and blushed. The attractive guy inside glimpsed at the window to find a gorgeous young lady. Their eyes met and in an instant they knew they were made for each other.

I won't continue the story because this is the first time experiencing with this type of story. I don't know, I was angry and I needed to blow some steam.

I feel weak, Lord, help me.

Rewind

Most of my posts for now will be about stories I write.
I wrote this a long time ago for an original composition with the topic:
People's views on life can be changed.

I looked at the lady whose hands were clutching the hems of my pants. She was on her knees, sobbing for mercy. “Please don’t hurt me, I’ll give you anything you want! I promise” she cried out as her clutch became a full on grip on my ankle. This was like déjà vu all over again, the person I last killed said those very words. I looked from left to right to find the nearest weapon so I could finally put an end to her weeping. After no luck of finding anything I placed two of my fingers on the nape of her neck and applied pressure until her grip began to release. “I don’t really like using this method, I think paralyzing is cheap but my orders were to assassinate everyone.” I said to interrupt her faint murmurs. I pulled out the tablet that they gave me and opened the mission folder, I bent down to get a closer look of the lady who I just paralyzed. “Blue eyes, check. Black hair, check” I said aloud to myself as I started to compare the picture I had opened up. “Now to see if you are truly the victim they want to eradicate.” I searched for the tattoo with an x and a semicolon, I spotted it quickly since her left hand was covering her elbow after she fell to the ground. I smiled and started to feel around her neck until I hit the vein I was looking for. “Ah-ha!” I said and applied pressure to the point, her eyes immediately shut close which meant my job was over.

The tablet started vibrating in my hands. I hesitated to pick it up, I knew it was them, they were going to give me another mission. I started fidgeting with the tablet and decided to put it away in my pocket and headed out of that dreadful cave of that lady. I walked around the forest and noticed how tall the trees were and how alluring they were as the sunlight shone through them while the scent of magnolia was laced with the leaves’ trees. My smile returned until the vibrating continued. I opened the tablet and seven missed calls popped up. My heart started to race and my whole body became shaky, just as I was about to return the call I felt a smack in the middle of my back and a jab from below to my jaw. I submitted to the floor and just as my eyes were about to close I saw a familiar logo that was placed on the back of the attacker’s clothes. It was the same logo tattooed on my middle back. It was one of them.

I woke up strapped to a chair alone in a room with a dim light shining through the rooftop window. My heartbeat started to accelerate, I began frantically wiggling around something that would free me. I don’t want to go through this again, not now not ever. I stopped as soon as I heard a key twist the door open and shut my eyes hoping they would leave me alone till I woke up, I was wrong. The person that opened the door was followed by  another person who was wearing a dark coat, that person is the very same person whom I feared. “Leave him alone with me” he demanded and the person scurried out of the room as fast as he could. I wish he didn’t.

“Wake up” he said. I slowly opened my eyes to find his face only a few inches away from mine. He wore an angry face. “This is strange, this is my first time having to talk to you”
“I’m so-“ he slapped me across the face before I could speak. “You will be allowed to talk until I tell you. Your mission are rules are very clear. You will answer to our calls, you will do whatever we say. Don’t forget who saved you and brought you up” he hissed as his hands were locked on my jaw. Tears started to stream down my face since my jaw was one of the flaws they forgot to inject protection when they were operating on me. Tears began forming at my eyes and he took notice of it. “Don’t you know its forbidden to show any emotion here, especially in front of me. I think I shall teach you a lesson.” His grip on my jaw became stronger, the cracking became more frequent every time his grip grew stronger. He kept doing this until I screamed and the tears were flowing from my eyes. A person ran inside the room and the man in the dark coat smirked and just walked away leaving but before that he whispered something into the man’s ear and left the two of us in the room.

I could feel the blood filling inside my mouth. The man who just entered rushed to my aid as he pulled out a cloth and gently shoved it in my mouth to help stop the bleeding. “There’s wild geranium and yarrow infused with the cloth, those two are special herbs that help stop internal bleeding and clean out any bacteria in your mouth. Also to soak up all the blood as well” he said unbuckling the straps from the chair. I could barely move and yet alone feel anything, however I did feel the vibration in my pocket. I quickly picked it up and the message read: you will follow his order, he will train you to become the man you’re supposed to be, obedient and ruthless. I replied with a simple yes and bowed at my new teacher. He waved his hand and started to make his way out of the building. I simply followed him.

He led me far away as possible from the building to an underground cell with the same symbol from the lady’s elbow. I didn’t know what was going on but all I knew was to keep quiet and follow orders. Maybe I was supposed to spy on them or assassinate but how could I do this with a broken jaw? But this guy knows that I’m from Jin’s side, so what’s going on. He led me to a room, similar to the one I was just in but instead of just a chair there was a table and two chairs. He sat down first and told pointed at the chair while he smiled at me. I wanted to smile back but the words of Jin struck back at me, show no emotions. I sat down facing him. He stood up and removed the cloth away from my mouth and gave a little nudge to my jaw.
“Say something”
“Hi” I said. I felt my jaw, everything seemed to be fixed. It wasn’t tender or sore it was completely normal. He went back to his seat and looked at me. I felt his eyes examining me, it was like how Jin does it but this time I didn’t feel the need to cringe.
“Poor you, you have been hurt so many times haven’t you?”
“Yes sir”
“I can see it in your eyes the mental abuse and physical abuse you received from them. They were quite harsh to you weren’t they?”
“Yes sir” I shamefully bowed my head. “Your boss, teacher, master or whatever instructed me to teach you and return you back. However I don’t plan on returning you back. You must know who I am by now, you’ve been attacking my people and soldiers for so long, but I realized that it wasn’t your intention was it?”
“No sir, I-I don’t know. Jin taught me that life was nothing but submitting to stronger people, that the strongest rules over the weak. That in order to live in this world we must be emotionless and kill all weak people, sir”
“Well the only rule you have to follow is to be yourself, treat everyone equally and you’ll be fine, so if you want to cry go ahead.”
“No, sir” I said being firm but the amount of tears that have formed in my eyes from the moment he said if you want to cry go ahead. He stood up and did something that I have never gotten before, a hug.

“You my boy are in the process of healing” as he patted my head. “What Jin has taught you about life have been nothing but garbage. Life isn’t about killing and dominating over the weak. It’s about living peacefully and equally with one another, even with the weak.” I stopped crying, it felt good to cry like that. I felt the pain that Jin inflicted upon me dissolve in this man’s kindness. “I thought life was all about pain and hatred, that’s what I was taught, but sir you helped me open my eyes that life is more than that! It’s about being yourself even if it’s expressing yourself such as crying!”
“You are completely right kiddo! Stop calling me sir, instead call me Xin.” I smiled and hugged him, I knew at this moment life would be brighter. I felt the vibrating again in my pocket, I took it out and smashed it on the floor. I knew my destiny was to follow my own path, to make my own life not Jin controlling me.

Bumheads(L)

My love :')

Uncompleted

English teacher assigned us four prompts to write a story for her English Honors class. She said if any of our stories gets picked by one of them, we automatically get an A. Of course I'm going to try this.
Prompt #1: Unfinished Business
with a hint of prompt #2: Man Afraid of Darkness

When I was a little boy I remember my father always going out late at night, with his black back-pack that I now use. I'm pretty amazed on how he managed to keep this bag in good shape, I mean with all the things he used to do, it gets pretty gruesome and hard. I guess that's why they call him "the best" in the business. Now, I'm going to have to live in his legacy. No, he's not dead but he's very old and weak. But that doesn't mean he stops doing his job. He actually completed a couple of tasks today, not by him but through me. He praises me quite well because I do such a "fantastic job" he says, but I hate doing this. Who likes making someone go through their fears before killing them? Someone who is sadistic and cruel that's who. That person is none other than my father. And me? Hell no! I'm scared to death when I do what he asks me to, but the worst thing is I can't object. There's something about him that I fear, something in his eyes that I can't overcome. I'm just afraid because I don't know what's his plan or what he's planning. Maybe it's because of what happened to Rene.

"Liam" a cold voice called out to me. "Yes?" I responded quickly. "Come over here, I have your new task today." I walked over to where he was sitting, the orange couch where I used to play with my twin brother. He handed me two sheets that had scribbles of notes written all over. "The time I want you to finish in today's task is 2 hours. With your skills it'll probably take 30 minutes"
"Is there anything you want from this task?"
"Other than the victim's whimpers and fear?" he responded stroking his chin.
"Yes"
"No" he grinned. "Now get going, remember if you fail this task, don't even bother coming back home" he muttered standing up and walking to the next room, leaving me alone with the orange couch and the two sheets of paper in my hands. I made my way to the front door which was equipped with heavy duty locks, chains and bolts. I sighed heavily while unlocking the locks, leaving the devil's home to complete another mission.

I kept shifting my eyes from left to right hoping to find the address he had written on the paper. "4901, 4902, 4903" I whispered to myself hoping to find my destination. "4904, 4905! Ah ha!" I shouted joyfully, I glanced at my clock, only 10 minutes has passed by. I pulled over a couple of blocks away from the house, not making it too obvious for the neighbors to see. I quickly walked towards the house and made my way through the backyard. I grabbed the papers to read the first instructions "cut off all electricity, cut the blue wire on pole 543" I said to myself. I ran towards it not caring if I was caught by the homeowner, I opened the box which revealed red, yellow, orange and blue wires all entangled into one. "Cut all blue wires" I whispered as I severed all of them. I folded the papers away because I knew what to do, torment the victim and kill him or her. I quickly ran towards the back door, just as I was about to grab the knob the door opened. It revealed a blonde lady with green eyes who was wearing maroon jeans and an over sized sweater. "Mom?" I questioned quietly. "Who are you?!" she shouted backing away, I placed my hands on her mouth to shut her up and pushed her forward. Slamming the door behind me.

Her arms and legs were sprawled across the floor. "What do you want?" she questioned sitting up trying to back away. I felt my heart beat accelerate, she looked just like my mom, but this girl she's too aggressive. I could feel my fear dissolving into rage, how dare this women look like my mother and be this disgusting. I grabbed her wrist squeezing hard, feeling the bones cracking against my hand. She screamed so loudly that I had to grab her jaw and break it, once I heard the bones crack a smirk grew onto my face. All that came from her were whimpers and tears. She was now on the floor lying like a fetus, with her hands tenderly on her jaw, hoping she could fix it. I scooped her up with no problem, it looks like she doesn't want to fight anymore. I ran downstairs knowing that 15 minutes has passed. 5 more minutes until my time is up.

I threw the lady on the floor and dragged her to the nearest wall so I could chain her, just as my father did to all of his victims. "If I recall you're afraid of being alone in the dark, unable to move?" I questioned. Her eyes widened and began to try to pull herself away from the wall. "Well, get used to it. I live like this everyday. At least someone will know how I feel. To make it easier for you how about I paralyze you?" Her tears became more excessive as I approached her, lining my two fingers on the nape of her neck. "Hold on this will just take a second" I mumbled. Feeling around until I felt the major vein and artery connecting to the spinal chord, I slammed my hand against her neck. With that her head fell resting on her left shoulder. I shut off all the lights and quickly ran upstairs. I ran out the door, closing it softly.

"My boy, you are really my son" he greeted me with a hug. I smiled and accepted his embrace, for the first time. I could get used to this as I felt my fear melt away once again but in joy not in anger. "You know, that women you just killed?"
"Yeah what about her?"
"She looks like your mom, doesn't she?" he laughed, letting go and heading towards the orange couch. "Yeah" I murmured. "Well, remember when I told you your mom cheated on me, that's her daughter. Basically you're half sister" he casually laughed and with that my joy sprung into anger. I ran towards the door until I heard his cold voice which hit me like daggers "don't even bother trying to save her, she's already dead now. Besides if you go there, you are no longer welcome back into this house." I turned to face this cruel man who I tried to please just so I could get a little bit of love from him, but instead all I got was fear and darkness. I ran upstairs to my bedroom and locked the door. Allowing the darkness to engulf me.

This darkness I can take, it's just my father's darkness is the one I can't. First he makes me kill my own twin brother, Rene and now my half sister? What more can he take away from me? I began sobbing trying to find the box that my mother had left me under my bed, right before she disappeared. I ran my fingers on the surface of it, I never dared opening it until now. Pictures of her, Rene and me were scattered inside the box and several letters. One of the letters were encased in an envelope stating "Task Completed". I tore it open quickly since I knew it was my mother's writing. Only one page was inside but with a lot of writing, I began reading it as tears invaded my eyes.

Dear my beloved Liam & Rene,
I want you two to both know that I love you very much. Know that I left because I had to, If I didn't leave then he would've just killed all of us. He was a very loving man until I found out all about his deeds. I tried so hard to hide it from you two but the bruises on my face, arms and legs weren't helping at all. I promise one day you two and I will live happily ever after. But for now, I just can't live like this. Know that you two together are stronger than him, you two will eventually beat him and be happy. Maybe not now, but some time you will be. Don't be afraid of him, I'll be with you always. I love you guys.

Tears were now steaming down my cheek and staining the letter. I'm so stupid, the only person that cared for me, I killed him because I was afraid of my father. I don't even know why I was afraid of him until now, I mean he can't even kill a simple person. Why should I be afraid of him? He asks me to kill his victims, if anything he should be afraid of me. I can feel my rage becoming stronger and stronger. I stood up and ran outside my bedroom trying to find the man who pushed me around for too long. I started to smirk once I knew what I was going to do to my father, I'm going to repay him for what he had done to me. He took away my brother and my sister, not to mention all those innocent lives for the sake of his pleasure. Well I'm going to take away something special away from him, his life. I ran down the stairs hoping to find him on that orange couch but there was no one sitting there. I went to the kitchen, basement, washroom and even his bedroom and he was no where to be found. I made my way to the back door noticing that my keys were gone. "That jerk! He took my car!" I shouted banging the door.

My father left before I could do anything, My fear for him has completely vanished at this point, how dare he leave with out letting me take my anger out on him like he did to my mother or Rene. "Liam, you must end this" I whispered to myself grabbing a kitchen knife and heading out the door. I took out the sheet of paper and wrote in big letters with a box beside it: KILL DAD. "I'm not going to rest until I have his blood on this knife" I said aloud laughing maniacally.

EHHH, I really don't like how I ended it. I don't even know. It made no sense to me HAHA. Well I tried, hopefully its okay. Not my best work. I really disliked these prompts, my bad guys!

S O U L F U L

Last Letter

My English teacher assigned us a free write. However she gave us two options on how to start our free write. One of them was: Late at night, write a story about books talking. What would they fight about? What do they talk about. The second option was: "A mother stops scolding her child for nibbling on the wall after she discovers the wallpaper peeling off revealing words. Of course I chose the second one, so here is my story.

If anyone found this let me just say what you've heard was all wrong, let me tell you what really happened that night. I was with Martha not with Lucy, let’s just get that straight. The only reason why I’m writing on this wall is because I know no one(at this time that is) will be smart enough or clever(we can say) to find my last words or dying words. Okay, here goes nothing. It was just a regular night with Martha until she went through my bag and found letters from Lucy. I swear nothing happened between Lucy and I before any ideas come to mind. Anyways Martha opened all the letters which revealed pictures of Lucy trying to be seductive and of course Martha flipped out I mean what kind of woman wouldn't right? However she didn't even let me talk or give reasons why, I had those letters because I wanted to tell her about this Lucy girl who has been pretty much stalking and trying to be with me. No matter how many times I told Lucy I have a fiance she kept being persistent. Right when I walked in she chucked the pictures at my face and began pounding my chest with her small fist screaming “YOU CHEATER! SCUMBAG!” I didn't know what to do but try to hug her and calm her down, but she pushed me off and ran out the door. This is where the REAL truth comes, not Lucy’s truth or the witness’ truth because you know why? I was there. I followed Martha.

 Of course she didn't notice me with all that anger and sorrow clouded in her mind, I didn't dare to call out to her because I knew she would go on a rampage or do something she and I would regret since she is pregnant  so I kept my distance making sure she would be okay. Non-stop running from the both of us until she stopped at a house where I wasn't familiar with. She knocked down the door open and ran inside, I moved to follow her as I watched from the window where Martha was screaming at a familiar figure, it was Lucy. I moved closer to the window so I would be able to hear what they were screaming at each other. “You home wrecker ” Martha shouted “I’m guessing Lukas told you that he was cheating on you with me” she giggled folding her arms. At that moment my heart beat was rising, what a liar, what is she trying to do. Just as I was about to get up and go inside the house to confront Lucy I heard Martha weeping like I never heard before. “Did you know I was pregnant? How dare you ruin my soon to be family.” she whimpered. I froze, I couldn't get up or scream or anything. Hearing that and the fact that my soon to be wife was in distraught for something I didn't even do. “Boo-hoo, you should go die, Lukas hates kids” Lucy said. I can hear the malicious slander ripping the heart of my dear beloved Martha as she wept uncontrollably. At this point I somehow grew strength within my knees to run inside the house and to end this chaos.

As I reached inside the house I noticed Martha’s arms were cradled around her abdominal area. I knew it was something to do with the baby, I quickly ran towards her aid where I saw a puddle underneath her. I thought to myself oh crap, she’s in labor  Just as I was about to carry her on my back I felt a sharp pain striking my head and immediately fell to the ground. It was Lucy with a pan in her hand and I saw her escorting Martha to the basement after that I blacked out. I know you’re probably thinking that I left some parts out because I was unconscious or that I blacked out, surely enough I probably missed some minor details but this is where all their questions will be answered, about my deceased fiance: Martha. My eyes shot open as soon as Lucy threw the bucket of cold water at me. The first thing I saw was Martha lying on a cot screaming in pain. My first reaction was to run to her and get her some real help but I couldn't, I couldn't move any part of my body, not even my own neck for I was chained to a wall. “Lukas why did you do this to me? I could have given you this if that’s what you wanted.” Lucy cried as she aided Martha giving birth to my daughter. I’m not going to describe every detail because no one really wants to know what it looks like, but seeing my daughter born was the best thing ever, the worst thing was losing Martha all because of Lucy. After Lucy helped Martha, she went away with my daughter and came back empty handed. “I’ll give you an option. You can live with me and I’ll spare Martha’s life or you can have your newborn baby girl and be with me but you’re going to have to say goodbye to Martha” When I heard her say that, no doubt I screamed at the top of my lungs hoping someone would hear me and run here. I looked at Martha who wasn't even saying anything. Her eyes were droopy and it looked like she was about to sleep. I remember calling out to her and she replied “take care of our baby, I’m sorry I ever doubted you” and with that she closed her eyes.

I knew Martha died, all that pain and emotion drained her and probably strained her heart. I looked at Lucy who had a big grin on her face, I had no other choice and she knew it too. I had to be with her and pretend I loved her for the sake of our daughter which Martha left behind. Lucy quickly let me go and called the authorities saying how Martha was the crazy stalker and ruining our family. It’s funny because it was the other way around. I kept my mouth shut until this day, my beautiful daughter: Hailey, I am sorry I couldn't watch you grow until you were 10, 16, 25 or even till this day. I know you’re reading this because your mom Lucy gave you this house didn't she? Hailey don’t be alarmed although Lucy was messed up she was a motherly figure for you, even when I decided to kill myself. I know you've been wondering about me well this is what happened. Lucy isn't your real mother, Martha is. Ever wondered why you had scarlet hair when my hair was dark brown and Lucy’s was blonde? Genetic disorder she told you didn't she? That is a complete lie, your real mother: Martha had this beautiful dark scarlet hair. You inherited it from her. You were the only thing that kept me going, but when Lucy was threatening to change everything about you I couldn't take it anymore. I’m sorry my beautiful Hailey. Your mother and I will always be watching over you, Lucy is old and can’t do anything now. If you can do not let her near your children. Avoid her, at all cost. Even burn this house down!

I love you Hailey, me and your mother do. Always. It was always about you. I felt tears run down my cheeks and a sudden change within my heart.

How could I just accept this? I've been wondering all my life where my father had gone and this explains it. My mother who raised me isn't my mother but a psycho person? How will I break it to Damien? He loves her. How did he know I was going to read this? Did he predict Damien would chew on the wall? I can't believe this, at least I know what really happened.

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