I sat in my car after therapy and sighed heavily. Today was a harder session. She could tell I was holding stuff back and I just didn’t feel like divulging much, my mind still a jumbled mess from this morning and all of last night's events. I felt like I wasn’t putting my all in and wasn’t getting what I wanted from it. She advised me that for the next session I tell her what was weighing on me today so she can properly help me.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, my head back and the radio playing softly. I breathed evenly and just sat in silence for a while before sitting up and turning on the car, heading to my next appointment for my physio. This one was slightly more enjoyable. I didn’t ache as much and I could do the exercises quickly compared to when I first started. My physiotherapist was convinced today would be my last session. I guess turning into something different had its perks. St
Another chapter up finally. I know it might seem like things are lagging ut it's all necessary to the plot. Stick with me please, I promise things will pick up.
“Hello? Ah, James, Haven is sleeping right now. Can I take a message? Yes, she mentioned something about going to your place. No, it was a rough day at therapy, she needed to come home and just decompress after all of that. I don’t know if she’s still feeling up to it but I will ask her and get her to call you back.” I groaned as the sound of Ezra talking woke me up, sighing as I realized he was speaking to James. That would just further Jame’s preconceived notions about Ezra and I. I sat up from my position, lying wrapped in Ezra’s arms and looked at him as he handed me my phone that was still open to James’s call. I took it and placed it to my ear with a small sigh. “James, sorry I hadn’t intended on falling asleep.” “It’s fine, Haven. Are you ok? Ezra said that you had a rough appointment today.” His voice was
Hello Everyone I'm not sure if anyone even reads this story but unfortunately, I will be putting this one on hiatus until my The Moon and Sun Series is finished. I do intend to finish it as it's a story I very much want to share with people but it's not a priority right now. Sorry to anyone who reads it and sees this as I know how disappointing this can be as a reader. I just ask that you be patient with me and I assure you that as soon as I am able I will come back to this story and continue with it for everyone's enjoyment. Thank you for understanding Cheers
There was fire everywhere I looked. It was suffocating and terrifying. The heat was intense and felt thick in the air. I went to take a breath and coughed at the searing sensation that flooded my lungs. The building was burning fast and I had yet to locate the young girl whose screams drew me into the building in the first place. All I could see was the fiery orange of the flames as they ate away at the building. It was so hot I could almost feel my skin blistering and melting off my body.“Please help me! Help me!” I heard a shrill scream echo from behind me. I turned quickly to the empty classroom, trying to beat the spreading fire.“Where are you? I can’t see you!” I called as I entered the room, coughing as the smoke and heat raged on.“I’m right here. Please
They say when you die, your life flashes before your eyes: a series of events that were important and meaningless; events that shaped and broke you.The only thing I saw was the ethereal blue of his eyes. The way they gazed at me with such concern. Concern for a perfect stranger. It was all I saw in the darkness that held me captive. There was nothing…. nothing but the blue of his eyes - just those blue eyes in that endless darkness.Time was meaningless. I could have been there for a decade or three seconds and I would never know the difference. Time, along with every other sense, was non-existent. There was no sensory input of any kind. I wasn’t asleep or awake. I simply was.I don’t know how long I layed there till my senses came back, one after the other. Sound was the first to return. I could
This time the darkness didn’t claim me for long. I could hear the beeping of a heart monitor and various other medical equipment. My body felt sore and stiff from lack of movement. My eyelids were heavy as I forced them open, scanning the small room with blurry eyes. When my eyes adjusted to the light I inspected my skin, afraid of what I would find. It was slightly more pink than was normal, and it felt almost overly sensitive and dull at the same time, like my hands had fallen asleep and all my sensations were dulled, but it hurt to move them. There weren't many scars, mostly on the tops of my fingers but not nearly as bad as I expected it to be. My hands then went to my face and I winced as I touched a bandage on my neck that measured to my ear. I closed my eyes at the sudden pain from touching it a little too hard. Next, I put my hands in my hair, feeling some singed and brittle parts; nothing a
“She’s fine, Haven. She had a few burns that have healed nicely. She asked about you all the time when she was here. She comes with her parents once a week to see how you are,” he explained.“I’m glad she’s ok.” I was incredibly happy to know she was healed up,and flattered that she and her parents checked on me.“I have to ask: what made you run into that building, Haven? You could have died,” James asked with a very serious expression.“I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “I heard her screams and cries for help and I had to help her. I didn’t care for my safety, I just wanted to help her.”“You are either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid,” he stated flatly.
For the next few days, my time consisted of strengthening exercises with the doctor and daily visits from James. I told him he didn’t have to come and see me anymore but he insisted. I quickly learnt that James Owen Mathews was a very stubborn man. It was mid afternoon, almost a week since I had woken up in this hospital bed. I lay backwards on my bed, my feet propped up and my head almost hanging off. There wasn’t a lot to do in this room.“What are you doing?” asked a confused voice from the doorway. I tilted my head to see James standing in the doorway with a paper bag and a backpack in his hands.“I’m laying down. What does it look like I’m doing?” I asked rhetorically.“I know that, smartass. I’m asking why you’re laying like th
We passed the time by laughing and joking, having a good time. James was fun to be around. It was easy and comfortable. I didn’t feel like I needed to be ‘on’ all the time. He made me feel at ease. We sat for a little while in silence before another knock brought our attention to the door. A young couple was standing there with a small red-headed girl.“Haven, you’re awake!” the young girl cried, running into the room to stand by my bed.I stared at her in surprise, her pretty green eyes shining up at me. I could see small burn scars on her little arms, which were very minimal compared to what could have happened. I stared at her in surprise, glancing at James and the couple.“H-hi,” I replied, shocked to see her.
Hello Everyone I'm not sure if anyone even reads this story but unfortunately, I will be putting this one on hiatus until my The Moon and Sun Series is finished. I do intend to finish it as it's a story I very much want to share with people but it's not a priority right now. Sorry to anyone who reads it and sees this as I know how disappointing this can be as a reader. I just ask that you be patient with me and I assure you that as soon as I am able I will come back to this story and continue with it for everyone's enjoyment. Thank you for understanding Cheers
“Hello? Ah, James, Haven is sleeping right now. Can I take a message? Yes, she mentioned something about going to your place. No, it was a rough day at therapy, she needed to come home and just decompress after all of that. I don’t know if she’s still feeling up to it but I will ask her and get her to call you back.” I groaned as the sound of Ezra talking woke me up, sighing as I realized he was speaking to James. That would just further Jame’s preconceived notions about Ezra and I. I sat up from my position, lying wrapped in Ezra’s arms and looked at him as he handed me my phone that was still open to James’s call. I took it and placed it to my ear with a small sigh. “James, sorry I hadn’t intended on falling asleep.” “It’s fine, Haven. Are you ok? Ezra said that you had a rough appointment today.” His voice was
I sat in my car after therapy and sighed heavily. Today was a harder session. She could tell I was holding stuff back and I just didn’t feel like divulging much, my mind still a jumbled mess from this morning and all of last night's events. I felt like I wasn’t putting my all in and wasn’t getting what I wanted from it. She advised me that for the next session I tell her what was weighing on me today so she can properly help me. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, my head back and the radio playing softly. I breathed evenly and just sat in silence for a while before sitting up and turning on the car, heading to my next appointment for my physio. This one was slightly more enjoyable. I didn’t ache as much and I could do the exercises quickly compared to when I first started. My physiotherapist was convinced today would be my last session. I guess turning into something different had its perks. St
“Stop Ezra. Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? You haven't done anything like this in all the time I’ve known you.” I watched him, a small frown on his face as his grey eyes darkened like a storm. “I’ve seen the way James looks at you and how you look at him. You have no future with him. He’s the type that wants the whole package, marriage, kids, family home, all of it. You can’t give him any of that. You are ageless Haven, you will never change, you can not have children. You have no chance at a future with James. That is what I’m trying to point out to you.” His voice was steady, with no emotion or inflection, just deadpan honest monotone words. I frowned and pushed against his chest, pushing him away from me and stepping out into the kitchen, putting the counter between us as I turned to face him. I was angry, annoyed, irritated and damn near ev
I stretched and yawned, turning in my bed and rolling over to see Ezra asleep beside me. His face was relaxed and soft in his sleep, his chest fell and rose with his even breathing and I may have felt a little creepy watching him sleep but it’s not like I had the opportunity to be this close to him and observe him in private. He was very handsome, with a strong jaw, full lips, high cheekbones, and his black hair was a little longer than when I first saw him. He was broad-shouldered and muscular, his hand rough and calloused, his chest and abdomen well-muscled and had a defined v. I felt like a creep but I couldn’t deny I liked what I saw. “It’s rude to stare you know.” His voice was soft with a hint of laughter as my eyes shot up to his to see his grey eyes bright and full of mirth. I flushed and shook my head at him. “My bed, my rules.” I teased back with a
The fire was roaring in my ears, the flames higher than my head and around me in a complete circle, the shadows behind the fire obscured and barely visible between the flickering or the flames, the loud inhuman shrieks overridden by the waves. I turned in a circle, my heart pounding, and my breathing ragged. I lifted my hands over my mouth to combat the choking smoke that felt like its thick ashy tendrils were crawling down my throat. I coughed and blinked away the tears as my eyes watered, grunting and cowering away from the flames and the wisps of it reached for me, burning my clothes and singing my skin. I screamed in fear seeing the flames lower slightly and the dark monstrous creatures beyond, arched and deformed with sharp teeth and claws, the stuff of nightmares and fear. I screamed and thrashed as one of them grabbed me from behind, it’s claws digging into my shoulders and tearing skin as it shook me and opened it’s jaws to rip out my throat.
I followed silently behind Ezra as he went to the back door, pulled out a lock picking kit and within seconds picked the lock. I crept in behind him silently as he opened the door and went to the alarm pad, disabling it with ease, closing the door behind us as we stood in the kitchen to let our eyes adjust. “We’ll have to perform the ritual in his room, and we have to be quick about it. The longer it takes the higher the risk is of the morphling trying to jump from its current host and finding a new one.” Ezra explained as we slowly tiptoed through the bungalow-style home. “We’ll have to put a ring of salt around his bed, use holy oil and holy water along with prayer and recite it as we bind the morphling.” “Whoa, prayer? Ezra, I don’t know any of that.” I hiss as a sliver of doubt and fear of this backfiring washed through me. Ezra reached into his pocket an
“Dinner is ready. Shall we eat poolside or did you want to eat in the kitchen?” Ezra asked as he made his way into the room, his voice echoing slightly off the tiles. I turned to him and smiled as I climbed out of the pool and wrapped a towel around me. “I’d rather eat in the kitchen. I’m gonna make tea, did either of you want?” I asked both men as I dried off quickly before wrapping my hair in a tighter and higher bun and pulling on a floor-length fleece housecoat. Super warm and cozy. “I’ll take a cup. I’m going to dry off and change. I’ll meet you guys in the kitchen.” James said with a smile before taking Thatcher and letting him outside so he could run around and dry off. I followed Ezra into the kitchen and immediately put the kettle on to boil hummin as I did so. “It smells amazing, Ezra. Did you make roll
We sat like that, me in his lap, his arms around me for a long time. It was getting late into the afternoon by the time he pulled away and all that time I ran my hand down his back and threw his hair to soothe and comfort him. Not a single word was spoken by either of us and Thatcher was sound asleep on the cushion with his hoard of toys around him. When James finally sighed and pulled his face out of my neck I looked at him and cupped his stubble-covered cheeks and wiped away a few tears with my thumbs. His blue eyes weren’t as bright and looked much more stressed and tired than I had ever seen them. “You alright?” I asked softly, wincing at the stupid question. He gave me a soft smile and nodded, running his hand through his hair and sighing heavily. “I’m…I’m alright. It just hit me harder this time than it ever has before.” He explained with a