Behind the Paper: Part Eleven

girl holding her finger to her lips as if to shush someone

The day went by smoothly and I felt reassured. Charlotte appeared from behind my cubicle when I working on an article.

“Hello stranger! I haven’t seen you since the day you moved out of the department! Where were you?” Charlotte smiles and then frowns, “I called your home phone but only Darry picked up. He sounds worried because you haven’t been coming home. Is this true?”

I shrugged and looked at my clock in my cubicle, “It’s lunch time. How about let’s go out to eat.”

After I told my best friend Charlotte about everything that happened, I felt relieved to tell someone about it.

“J-Jacob ROD!” Charlotte screams at the top of her lungs. Noticing curious eyes around us, I quickly stepped my foot on hers under the table.

“OWWWWWWWWW!” She yells.

I secretly whispered, “Its suppose to be a secret! Shhhh!” Like she understood me, she hushed and nodded.

“So, that cheating scoundrel thinks he can live his life without Molly!” Charlotte said as she madly stuffed food in her mouth.

“Yeah, but its okay,” I smiled, “at the end, it’s a win-win. He gets to cheat on me and I get to see Jacob’s house.” Giggles came out of Charlotte. She suddenly stops her laughing and looked sad.

“Are you okay though?” Charlotte stops eating and looks at me, “I mean you have been dating him for three years and this happened suddenly.”

I looked at my cup and said, “When life brings you lemons, sell them.”

To be continued…

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The Girl Who Could Unite Them All, Part Two

girl in white sweater in front of a purple background

The woman and Vali walked through the pavilion, eventually ending up on a stage with many other twelve-year olds, people Vali’s own age. The woman walked off, scribbling on her clipboard.

“Hi, Vali!” a voice said behind her.

Vali turned around to see one of her schoolmates, Tira. “Hi!”

Tira was dressed in a nice blue tank top matched with a lacy white skirt. “Are you excited for the Awakening?” she squealed.

“Of course!” Vali exclaimed.

“A flame, huh? I could see you as one,” Tira commented.

“And I could see you as an aquatic,” said Vali.

They chatted about their lives and what had been going on since Friday afternoon.

Finally they were shushed by the tapping of a microphone. A tall and beautiful woman, one of the magic ministers, Ylena, was standing in front of all of them. “Greetings, people of Diamond City and Lorian. Today is a very special occasion.”

There was enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Vali beamed, pain shooting through her hands.

“Each one of these children will have their powers Awakened this morning.”

There was more applause.

“Now,” Ylena said, her eyes glinting with pride. “Each of you line up.”

Vali and Tira lined up next to each other, and Vali was pleased to know they were each near the front.

The first person to go was a small boy with large brown eyes. Ylena grabbed his hands and immediately after his hair turned blue. “Samson Hale, aquatic!” Ylena announced.

Next was a red haired, freckled girl. Ylena took her hands and then her hair turned a deeper, darker, cherry color.

“Blair Lize, flame!” Ylena said.

Three other people went after them, and then it was suddenly Tira’s turn. Ylena took Tira’s hands, and then her hair turned blue.

“Tira Preslyn, aquatic!”

Vali politely clapped along with everyone. Her hands burned.

It was now her turn. The moment she’d been waiting for. She stepped up to Ylena.

Ylena took her hands. Her heart pounded.

A second passed, and then gasping erupted from the audience. Vali’s heart pounded. What was wrong?

Ylena stepped back, confusion, terror, and surprise flickering across her face.

“What’s wrong?” Vali asked. “What’s happening?”

“Vali!” Tira shouted from the very end of the line of children. “Your hair is purple.”

Behind the Paper: Part Ten

floor level view of hallway, leading to an open door

Jacob’s house was organized everywhere. It also didn’t take a lot of time to know where everything was. When you walk in, there is a little entryway. The entryway leads to the kitchen and the living room. The living room leads to another hallway, which has a bathroom and three bedrooms.

“Whoa this is not what I expected! I said, shocked.

Jacob looks at me with an confused look,”What did you expect?”

An evil mansion with a dungeon in the basement. But I am not going to tell him that.

“Different. So, which one is my room?” I ask, peeking at the bedrooms.

“You can pick but not the one on the right. That’s my room.” Jacob says as he walks over to the kitchen.

I ended up picking the cute small room. After that, I walked over to where Jacob was.

“Now here are the rules..” Jacob states when he notices me.

“There are rules!?”

“Yup and you better stick to them or I can just kick you out of the house.” Jacob says.

I gulp. Ok, I guess. I can’t get kicked out.

  1. Don’t mention we live together at work. It would ruin his image to the coworkers.
  2. Whoever gets home first has to make dinner
  3. When you’re staying somewhere else instead of here tell him

Free Verse

girl running in the twilight

I saw the girl running
She was so very pretty
But she fell
And fell again
It seemed as though she did not know she was falling
She repeated that same mistake repeatedly
But her hair was still nice
Eyes still bright
I envied how she did not care
For I never fell
But my hair was matted
Eyes have long lost hope
This girl had too much
How could one be so happy
Was the secret to not care at all
I have always cared so that maybe one day I could be like her
But I now see that it was all a waste
And so I fell for the first time in so long

Saying Goodbye

Stars in the night sky. One cluster is very bright.

Stars scattered around the blurry night sky,

it’s time for me to say goodbye.

The moon shining down, a flashlight from above,

it’s time for me to release my love.

Your shining eyes, my hurting heart,

you don’t want us to be apart.

You don’t understand, I must, I must,

just give me a little trust.

If we felt colors, there would be gray inside,

we are merely ants in destiny’s tides.

You promise to never, ever forget me,

but you will . . . eventually.

True love is deeper than the deepest wells,

so powerful, it you could never sell.

We stand there, I’m about to leave you,

maybe when I’m gone, you can begin anew.

You can get a new family and a home,

then you won’t be on your own.

Then the rain starts falling down,

it mixes with tears and the dirt all around.

So, the last thing I whisper to you

is that I hope all of your dreams come true.

One last hug, a couple of tears,

I’ll be gone for more than a few years.

So goodbye, I say, I love you so,

I’m afraid I have to go.

Away I fly, up to the stars,

past Jupiter, Neptune, Saturn, and Mars.

And on Earth you await my return,

and living your life I hope you learn

to truly let someone go,

and know that you are my home . . .

Goodbye.

Counting Down To Life Chapter 21

Chapter 21

April 26, 2017

Somewhere in Brooklyn’s mind

Brooklyn knew something was really wrong when she woke up the next morning and was still in the vision. She had never been in a nightmare for this long before, she’d never had to stay overnight in one.

The girl hated not being in control of her own body. It was like watching a movie from inside one of the characters. It was weird, and something Brooklyn wouldn’t want anyone else to experience.

One reason she wouldn’t suggest this experience for anyone was the fact that she was driving to someone’s house to murder a person. Brooklyn didn’t even know who this person was, just that his name was Darian Calano. She didn’t know if he had a family or a life, but Brooklyn knew she hated killing people that had changed their ways and created something for themselves.

Brooklyn pulled her other self’s unfamiliar black car into Darian’s driveway. Once the car was parked, Brooklyn got out of the car and walked up the path to the house.

The pavement was covered in chalk drawings of flowers and faces, and there were toy trucks in the grass. The kitchen light was on, and Brooklyn could see three people through the window.

There was a woman with straight brown hair and olive skin. She was holding a small boy in her arms as she danced around the room, probably making breakfast for the family Brooklyn was about to destroy. A man was sitting at the table, his blonde hair was bright in the early morning sun.

He was the one Brooklyn would have to kill. The little girl sitting in his lap would lose her father today. The woman would no longer have a husband, and the little boy wouldn’t have a father.

Seeing the family together made Brooklyn want Zora dead even more. He was willing to murder the father to two small children just to end a suspicion.

Brooklyn walked into the house, surprised this version of herself didn’t have enough decency to at least take Darian somewhere where his children wouldn’t see.

The moment Brooklyn came through the door Darian put his daughter on the ground and stood, so his body was shielding hers.

“What do you want?” Darian asked. The fear and recognition in his voice were apparent, and his daughter peeked out from behind her father’s leg, oblivious to what was about to happen.

“You’ve been free from the Lord for almost ten years, but now, he believes you are in contact with the Guardians. I think you can figure out what he ordered me to do,” Brooklyn said. She was trying even harder to take control of this Brooklyn, hoping she could stop herself from murdering this man.

Darian’s eyes closed and he took a deep breath.  “Tell him I’ve avoided any part of that world for a long time. The moment I left, I decided I no longer wanted any part of this unending war. It’s been almost a thousand years since it started, and I was there at the beginning. I got tired of it, so why would I contact a Guardian. I left, and I had no intention of going back. I go back to my nest every month to feed, but that’s all. I washed my hands of it,” he said, trying to convince Zora’s lieutenant not to take his life.

Brooklyn stared at the man but didn’t respond. Instead, she studied his face, looking for a hint of a lie, but there was none.

“I have a family, and I may not have had the pleasure to meet you before, but I have heard stories of the mercy you give to those you feel deserve it. Please, show me mercy. Don’t kill me,” Darian continued to plead. Brooklyn looked at his wife and children. The little boy and girl were watching silently, and his was shaking uncontrollably, the smell of burning pancakes filling the air.

“Come with me,” Brooklyn ordered. Darian nodded and followed her outside, looking at his wife with sad eyes. Brooklyn walked to a spot where no one would be able to see the two. “Get down. Look like you’re about to die. I don’t know if anyone is watching. I’ll bring your family out here when I’m done.”

Brooklyn pulled a small dagger out of her shoe and coated it in blood from the pouch in her pocket. She didn’t know why this Brooklyn kept blood in her pocket, but as long as Darian wasn’t going to die, Brooklyn didn’t care.

The lieutenant pressed the knife against the man’s neck. She dragged it across drawing a little blood. Brooklyn leaned down and said “Play dead. Take your family and leave, disappear. Zora will think you’re dead as long as you never come back. Change your name and do whatever you have to do.”

“Thank you,” he whispered. Brooklyn pressed a small metal package into his hand.

“Use this to contact me if you absolutely need it. Contact me once with this, I’ll give you a new one when or if I ever see you again. Only use it if absolutely necessary. Now, pretend you’re dead. The cut on you’re neck will bleed enough to make you look dead, but not enough to actually kill you.”

Brooklyn pushed Darian to the ground and walked back to the house where she would help the rest of his family disappear.  The girl explained to the family what she was going to do and what they needed to do. Darian’s wife, Elaine, understood and her children, Iona and Carey, looked like they had an idea of what was going on, but they looked terrified.

Brooklyn knelt in front of the two children. “You don’t have to be scared. I’m going to help you go somewhere you’ll be safe.”

Iona nodded, and Carey continued to tremble. Brooklyn looked up at Elaine. “Come, I’ll send you everything you need. Darian already has a way to contact me.”

Elaine nodded and went to where her husband was, and Brooklyn did the same thing to them that she did to Darian. When she was finished, she left, and as the girl had promised, Brooklyn packed a small bag of things the family would need and put it on Iona’s back, making it look as if Brooklyn had caught her when she was either coming home or going somewhere.

Brooklyn walked into the hospital where the next person on the list was. She didn’t know if Hagan Jaral was a doctor or a patient, but either way, she couldn’t afford to allow another one of Zora’s former minions to live.

Brooklyn asked someone at the front desk where Hagan would be, and she directed her to the Maloan’s room. According to the nurse, he was in a car accident and ended up brain dead. At least that made Brooklyn’s job easier. She didn’t have to kill anyone and could just go back to Zora.

Brooklyn sat with Hagan for a minute and then left to go back Zora’s fortress, or house as he called it.

Brooklyn sauntered into the alien’s office and dropped into a plush red chair in the corner of the room.

“Have you finished?” Zora asked.

“I did one more today. The other one was already gone, Hagan was in a car accident last week. The last two I’ll finish tomorrow,” Brooklyn explained before leaving, not waiting for a response from Zora.

Brooklyn walked into her room, changed into more comfortable closed and slipped under the soft sheets of her bed. The girl drifted to sleep with her head filled with thoughts about Darian and what would happen to him and his family.

Behind the Paper: Part Six

An hour later after the coffee incident, my boss, Fernando, told us all to go to the conference room for our first meeting. As I settled in my chair near the others, boss walks in. 

“If you haven’t finish your work from your last department, then I suggest you finish it and leave no strings attached. This isn’t a part time job either so you guys should know if you don’t do your work here, your most likely gonna get fired real soon. You are in the best department here so I suggest you should keep up with your work,” Fernando tells us as he sits in his chair with stacks of paper.  

“Yes sir,” everyone in the conference room says.

“Ok so let’s go over the details for the magazine articles. We will want this to be a hit. Garrett and Freddy, you guys are going to write a piece about a scandal that’s going on with the pop star, Isabella Gouma and President Henry. Rumors have been going on that Isabella cheated her way up top because of the help of the president. Molly and Jacob, you guys will be focusing on an very famous soccer player, Kenitu Lovas. He will an interview on the 9th and I expect you guys to go. Louis and Andrew, you guys will….”

After that, I didn’t listen. I am working with Jacob?! I swear, what did I do to deserve this?! But apparently, I wasn’t the only one who thought that way. 

“Wait. I didn’t hear you correctly. Who is my partner again?” Jacob questioned.

“Molly. Is there a problem with that?” Fernando looked at Jacob with an cold expression.

“No sir,” Jacob looked at me and wrote something in his notebook. 

When he put his notebook down I took a peek and read . . . .