I Was Delusional For A Second“Violet, wake up.” A voice called out to me. It sounded so familiar like the voice that always woke me up anytime I overslept and was running late for the bus. That voice I got accustomed to until I had to face the harsh reality one evening that I was never going to hear it again. It was hard to come to terms with it. For weeks after she died, I heard it over and over again. Some nights I screamed when it became too loud in my head. Or when it becomes soothing in my ear. me yelling ‘You are Dead! Leave me alone!’ Annie's mother was just the sweetest and held my hands through it all. Even when people suggested that she gave me to the Child Care Services, she stood her ground and refused. It was from her strength, I drew mine and fought for the last strand of my sanity. So, to hear that voice again after so many years? I was having mixed feelings.“Leave me alone, you are not real.” I muttered, turning away from the direction of the voice.“Violet, it's Me
Let's Pretend There Are No Boundaries Just This NightMinutes after the Annie ripping up my resignation letter escapade, we were at the dining table with two cups of steaming cocoa in our front.“So, why did you suddenly decide that you want to leave his side? And why did you think resignation would be the best option?”“Haven't you heard of the statement ‘Out of sight, out of mind?' Since anytime I was with him, I saw more reasons to stick around. My resolve was weakening and I knew that staying by his side would not be to my favor.” I explained.She shook her head in disagreement and said, “I don't believe that is the major reason. What happened last night that triggered your decision?”I flashed back to the dream of my mom and I don't know if I should just fess up to her. After giving it thought for a while, I decided to just let her know. I couldn't be the only one caught up in this dilemma. Maybe Annie then would see solid reason behind my actions.“I dreamt of my Mom. She told m
Fate is trickish“Alright, since you are staying over, I need to make dinner for you. I am certain that you got enough of hospital food, I can say I did too.” He said as he led us to the kitchen.“You could have told me and I would have gotten the best spread from your favorite restaurant. I still have your black card with me.” I told him from behind. He was taking long strides unknowingly, leaving me with my short legs to pitter after him. I used to consider myself average height, until well, I met my boss. He towered over me by several inches that I had to look up to him. As I thought of it, I chuckled under my breath when I remembered me yelling at him at that fundraiser event we went for. I would have looked so funny as I yelled at him. He wouldn't have felt threatened as my little framed self yelled at him. I probably looked like a goat in front of an elephant.“That would just make me seem like a prima Donna that likes having his way. I already frightened you and caused you stre
I Can't Help How I Feel About Him“I really don't understand how a house this big can only have one room. What then are the remaining spaces in the house for? A big hall?" I asked him still shocked that he claimed that this house only had a room.“Well, technically, I don't literally mean that the house has just one room.” He replied.“Then, what do you mean?” I asked.“What I mean is, just one room is in use, mine that is. The rest of the rooms have not been used in months. At first the housekeepers were cleaning it every week, but I noticed it was tasking on them, so I told them not to bother and clean it every three months. The house is actually homogeneous and there are other things they can be focused on. So, the remaining rooms haven't been cleaned in weeks now. It would be clouded with dust and it'll make you ill.”“So, it's not something I can quickly clean out and sleep there?” I asked because when I said yes to sleeping over, I wanted to spend the night in the house, not spe
You Didn't Lock The Door?He deepened the kiss even further, like he has been starved of my lips. His hands rested inches away from her bum. I felt my nipples hardened again my pyjama shirt and because we were practically glued in each other's arms, I knew he felt them too. I tried to draw back, but he detected that and held me in place.He withdrew from the kiss without as much breathing heavily, but I on the other hand was panting. And fun fact, I was not tired of kissing him, instead I wanted more of him. If Kissing wasn't a sport, it should become one because tell me why I was so out of breath as if I did cardio exercises? Funny still, I wanted to still kiss him as much as when I hadn't kissed him before, even more than before. Now that I had tasted his lips when we were both lucid, I wanted him even more.“I want to feel every inch of you. Don't withdraw, okay?” He told me and pulled me to his body and rolled from his side, to me on top of him and him below. Hmmm, I think this m
How Will His Grandparents See Me Now?“No, I didn't see the need to.” He replied, his lips still on my nipples.“You didn't see the need to?” I screeched in horror. “Yeah, we were practically the only ones in the house. So, I didn't see the need to.” He explained like it was that simple. If he didn't see the need to because no one was in the house, then who then just opened the door? I have probably traumatized one housekeeper forever with an image of their boss hovering over some woman and sucking her nipples? Now, she would always remember me as the nipple woman whenever I came over to possibly drop a file or pick something up if Ryan needed me to. Oh! The horror! “So, who then opened the door, a ghost?” I asked perplexed.It was then the door shut and I heard a woman's voice say, “Come George, I just saw Ryan making out with a lady with brown hair. I told you he wasn't gay, didn't I? You lose, pay up the three hundred pounds.”My eyes widened and I mouthed to Ryan, “Who are those
She's still in your head, right? “And they finally decided to grace us with their presence,” The Grandma said sarcastically immediately we came to the kitchen area where Ryan was sure his grandma would be because she enjoyed cooking so much that she cooked immediately she came back from anywhere whilst she complained about the food she ate out being too bland or salty. On other regular days, if she didn't see her grandson bent over me, doing whatever, I would have fawned over her and said how much I love the curated meal plan of the Greece hotel we stayed in when we went for a business trip, but this was not every other day, so I stayed put and looked at my sock padded feet as red stained my cheeks. If we didn't look like we just had sex before, we definitely looked it now with my swollen lips and Ryan's rumpled pyjama shirt. Let's not talk about our messed up hair. “Romeo, get the shrimps from the freezer. You have shrimps right, or you were too busy,” She wriggled her eyebrows at
Don't Break His Heart“You're wondering, why this extremely big house?” That was the first words she said to me as we stepped outside the house and started walking down the garden. The cool summer breeze hit my face, same time the smell of citrus wafted into my nose. Being surrounded by nature is just one of the best things one can get. In the busy NY City where landlords built everything so close to each other that some units cannot open their windows without slamming their neighbors open one. It was a hassle and actually frustrating seeing as the astronomical prices they charge for rent didn't match the bizarre living conditions of the house.“I am sorry, what?” I asked. She was right, everytime I passed by something, I always had a look of awe and a judgmental stare. Because why it was nice to have this space, was this really a home? Did it have the feel of that or more like a museum as I also saw many expensive paintings that as an artist my eyes almost bugged out of their sockets