Novels by Success

Chelsea "Chelsea we need to talk to you," my dad said as we are our lunch in the restaurant overlooking the beach. "Are you getting divorced?" God, no Chelsea," he assured me quickly and took hold of my mum's hand for emphasis. My mum smiled at me but I could see the tears building in her eyes. "Then what?" I asked. Slowly getting irritated, my dad slowly leaned back on his chair. "Your mum has been upset with my job, Chelsea, not with me." I was completely confused, until he said, "They are transferring me back to Oslo, Chelsea. The company has hit a glitch there and I'm being sent back to fix it." "How long for?" I asked. "When will you be back?" My dad ran his hand through his thick short blonde hair, just the way I did. "Here's the thing, Chelsea," he said carefully. "It could be years. It could be months." He sighed. "Realistically, anything from one to three years." My eyes widened, "You're leaving us here in Georgia for that long?" My mum reached out her hand and covered

ChelseaTwo years agoAged Fifteen Silence fell as she settled herself on the stage. Well not everything was silent-- the thunder of blood rushing through me roared in my ears as my Sophie carefully sat down. She looked beautiful in sleeveless golden dress, with her long black hair pulled back in messy bun, a black bow positioned on top. Lifting the camera that's always around my neck. I brought the lens to my eye just as she positioned her bow against the violin. I always loved to capture her at this moment. The moment she closed her eyes. The most perfect expression crossed her face the look she wore just before the music began. The look of pure passion for the sounds that were to follow. I snapped the picture at the perfect time, and then the melody began. Lowering my camera, I focused simply on her. I couldn't take pictures while she played. I couldn't bring myself to miss any part of how she looked up on the stage. My lip turned up in a small smile as her body began

Tears streaming down my face. I could hear me name but I didn't want to stop, I needed to get away from the ache I could feel in my chest but the voice persisted, I knew it was Chelsea but I couldn't stop not even for Chelsea."Sophie! Sophie please wait!"I glanced back and saw Chelsea watching me. She was standing close to our driveway but immediately started to chase me over the grass. But I couldn't stand and wait not even for Chelsea, so I continued running. I had to get to the cherry field, it was my noona's favorite place. Because I was sad she was going away. Going to heaven. "Her real home."Sophie, wait! Slow down!" Chelsea shouted as I turned a corner to the field that's at the park. I ran through the entrance; the large trees in full bloom made a tunnel above my head. The grass was green just like my noona's eyes and the blue sky was above. Petals in pinks and white covered the trees. Then at the far end of the field was the biggest tree of them all, my Noona's fav

Sophie, Nine years ago Aged Eight. "Where are we going, Mummy?" I asked as she held my hands gently, guiding me to the car. I wasn't supposed to leave yet. "Sophie!" Chelsea my very best friend, was standing at the fence watching me go. Her hands were holding real tight to the metal bars. "Where are you going?" she shouted. I sat next to Chelsea in class. We were always together. School was no fun when the other wasn't there. I shouted "I don't know!" Chelsea ran along the fence following our car until, Mrs Claris came and made her go inside. When the school was out of sight my mummy said, "Sophie?" Yes, Mummy? I replied You know Grandma has been living with us for a while now?" I nodded my head. My Noona had moved into the room opposite mine a while back. My daddy had said it was because she needed help. My Grandpa had died when I was only a baby. My noona had lived on her own for years, until she came to live with us. "Do you remember what your daddy and I told y