The next two days pass so fast and I really hated it.Due to the fact the handle of the locker I was shoved into it before had bruised my shoulder and Strawberry slamming to the wall, it had practically shifted a bone out of place and I had to wear a sling all the time.I mean, I didn't even know how bad it was till Doctor found me on the floor of my room, grasping my hand in pain and she checked it for me and took me to her room which was different from ours and yet, still the same.Her walls had a dull yet cool colour to it, but around it was a white bed with two white comforters and a white duvet, a caramel coloured vanity desk and wardrobe, a chocolate coloured couch, armchair and chaise lounge, red curtains—And a yellow grand piano. It looked like it was just newly painted anyway. She never told me what the significance meant but I could tell a bit. The room looked like a black and white scene from some dreary movie but when you saw the colour around the place, it gave a calming
When I'm done with showering, I wear my bra with my crucifix resting in between my breasts and panties with my knee length socks, staring at my reflection through the closet mirror.The scars are still on my body, hidden in places that were the least obvious because my Ma was very skillful in that sort of things. Knowing how to hide things.I had never had much body fat, which was surprising cause I ate a ton but she always used to say all my food just went to my head and came out when I began to say shit that didn't correlate with anything.Honestly, if all the food I eat could just kindly move to my butt, I'd be really grateful.Wait, that just means a lot of shit coming out of my ass. Okay. Gross. Skip.I hear my door open as Caramel walks in "Morning, Vanilla, I—" Then as usual, the customary closing of his eyes happens as he shrieks those very popular four words of his. "I didn't see anything!"I smile now, knowing that he did see something, before I turn around to face him. "Go
"Babe? Are you okay?"The pet name had me pulling myself out of my trance, a small smile coming on my lips as I remembered it had been so long Strawberry had called me that "Y-Yeah"We are in the car to school, Cream and Strawberry in the front drivers seat while I stay at the back of the passenger seat.Usually, I stayed with Chocolate who used to always talk about things I never really understood but ever since he began taking Vanilla home, their ride had been quiet.So quiet that even I was becoming slightly uncomfortable.I mean, it meant that I could read my books without worrying that Chocolate would be shrieking along with a song playing from the radio but still.Strawberry had his lips in a straight line as he looked at me through the mirror, voice soft "Sure? You've been looking outside the mirror as if you want to fly out the car"I give him a small smile, sitting up so I could try to put more strength in my voice "I'm alright. I just—"I didn't like the fact Vanilla called
It was recess and Chocolate sat next to Strawberry who looked like he would soon crack the salt bottle over his head while Cream sat next to me.Our table in the cafeteria was away from human eyes though you could spot easily if you looked well enough but no one ever did.No one wanted to disturb us and I would admit I liked it that way.Besides, our food was always served on our table before we came so there was never a need for more people to look at us."— So basically I had to listen to this little bitch whine and whine about how her boyfriend left her or something" Chocolate says, now digging his fork into his salad before he looks at me "Eat up, baby"I give him a small smile, looking at my food.As usual, my plate is the least filled even though it's adequate enough for lunch but I didn't feel hungry at all."You have to eat" Strawberry isn't one to pet or baby me about eating like Coco would, he was always more definitive with his words "Or I'd tell Doc"The words work the mag
"Two days, Vanessa. Two whole days and no texts, no messages. Not even a letter to tell me you were alright"I grumble as I take my seat next to him "I wasn't alright though"Ever since Kai spotted me in school after two days of my absence, he at first did a show of being upset with me, refusing to even look at me as I followed him around like a sick puppy but eventually he caved.Now I'm not sure if I preferred him ignoring him to the scolding I was getting."I mean, it's oksy to want space, but not too much space" Kai emphasizes now as I try not to let put a dramatic sigh "I was worried for heaven's sake"I look at him. Noticing that his glasses are about to slip down his nose before I help him push it back up and rest my head on my desk "I don't mean to make you worry again but I'm like extra sleepy"If looks could kill, I'd probably be dead "Seriously?"I nod, letting out a small yawn "I got attacked mid morning by this vicious gorilla and there was this puppy yapping at my face w
We're in the changing room, the girls making sure they whisper and point at me, probably because Coach was so happy and mad that I'd lost. Mad about his money, happy he had someone to drill every Friday after school, not that I minded, as long as food was involved. I wait for the other girls to leave before I take off my P.E clothes, shower and change back into my uniform, before I shut my locker,and jump, a small sigh leaving my lips "Court. You really shouldn't be here. It's the girls changing room and from all the misogynistic air you're giving, this should probably be your hell" The male smiles again, except it's not nice this time and I can see the two boys behind him. Bullies, I suppose. "Now that wasn't nice of you, was it?" He says "I give you a metre, and you take a fucking mile" I beam at him "I was just showing you how grateful I am" He chuckles, coming closer "Why don't you show me now?" Disgust creeps into me as I shove him away, moving back "What's this all about?
When I was little, I had a sister and her name was Mika. We were everything alike, and not quite. We both had pale skin and lithe bodies, but while I had pale hair and silver eyes, she had blond hair and bright blue eyes. While to everyone, I was the little freak show that looked like I wasn't real even though I was classified as perfect, they treated her like she was perfect enough to be called human. They couldn't get enough of us. Enough of her. They were rumors that they had thought a sort of sibling rivalry would begin between us because of people's opinion on us, but that was impossible. Mika was the light in my life. Through all the socializing and stares, she was always so bubbly and happy, making me feel more human than anyone could. She was also quite naive and a bit dumb I think but it didn't matter cause I would protect her. Yes. It had felt mildly intoxicating. I, Crassius Aurelius, who had been pampered and fed all his life and couldn't even care for a goldfish for
Immediately, we are all quiet. Chocolate's grin died fast, Strawberry freezes, Caramel who is still on Doc's laps looks like he was slapped."W-What?" Mel has a visible shake in his voice as he speaks "That was Vanilla's Aunt. Does she know?""No" Doctor replies "And I'd like it that way" Then she turns to me "Would you mine answering some questions about her for me?"I shake my head.She nods "Thank you. Where did you find her? And I'd like it if you were detailed"I make it simple as possible "In the Locker room. It was dark and locked from the outside so I went in and found her there"I know the story has some missing parts and I know Doc knows too, but she seems appreciative that I held back as Caramel says "S-So they found her in school and hurt her?"Doctor gives a small shake "I doubt that was them. Vanilla was hurt, but— But most of her cuts, asides the bruises, were self inflicted"Self inflicted?Did that mean she was like Chocolate? We were all looking at Doc, hoping she w
"Yes." His voice comes out in a breath and I smile, touching the redness on his ass hearing him groan. "How long have you fantasized me fucking you, mhm?" I keep touching the redness of his ass slowly, hearing him moan more before I hit him again. He lets out a loud gasp, panting now as I say, "How long have you fantasized me fucking you?" As he speaks, his body shakes a bit. "T-Three months." I grin, "Oh, you fucking pervert. That must mean three months of submitting that form. Every day. Never giving up, isn't that right? You're such a dirty old man. You're lucky I'm in a good mood. I should reward you for being so persistent, yes?" He nods frantically, "Y-Yes, please." I bend now, squeezing both his cheeks hard now before I push them open, "But I'm going to have to make you beg for it. Let's see how desperate you are." My tongue goes to his hole first. It's still so tight and covered so I run my tongue gingerly around it. Taking my time to get his tense muscles relaxed as I k
I get to the museum, my guards waiting come to my car as I park it while one of them opens the door for me before I walk out. An umbrella is put over my head as it's raining before I adjust the brown coat over my body and walk into the building. The security guard opens the door and I enter, the marble floor and glass walls reflecting the vases of flowers around the place as a lady walks to me and says in a small voice, "Welcome back, Mr Frye." I smile at her, "It's nice to be back, Miss Salas. What beats seeing the world's most beautiful art work and my reflection, hmm?" She gives a small chuckle, "Glad to see you came with your humor as well, Sir. This way." She walks ahead first and I follow. The Museum is a four floored, heavily guarded building, which is quite understandable. All things considered, Aeria had the most artefacts in the world, since the first Vale, Roshnik the first, had been a hoarder of treasured items. Even earning the nickname 'Pirate' from his close frien
There are things you remember when you're laying on your bed at seven am in the morning, surrounded by five teddy bears and one mouse plushie on your lap while you stare at your ceiling. You remember that you liked to sleep in between warm bodies and wake up with different scents and sounds around you. You remember that you liked to hear the sounds of doors closing and opening with loud voices ringing through the rooms in the hallway. You remember you liked the noise made when you're seated at the table when you had breakfast with the people you thought were family. You remember... That you never appreciated that, until now. "It's been five years," My hand brushes Hailey, as I keep looking at the intricate designs on the ceiling. There's light coming from the window behind me, making shapes on it while everywhere is completely quiet, the only noise being the sounds of birds chirping on the tree next to my window. "Things like this, you grow to get tired of it." I raise her up
Hello, it's me, the author again. Vanilla has been divided into two parts, for good reasons, I promise, which means this would be Book one. Book Two is five years after Book one and would be posted soon enough. I shall also be working alongside someone so they might be, certain things you wouldn't have expected from me. This is the Excerpt of the Book two. ~ "Thank you." He takes the money with a curt bow of his head, driving out to the road while I adjust my tweed jacket, my eyes looking up at the building with a dome having shiny lights coming out it's window. A smile comes on my face now. Good, I didn't miss it. I cross the road and walk to the entrance, the bald man standing there moving his eyes around my clothes before he says in accented English, "You should not be here." I smile and reply in japanese, "Call someone then. I am here with my card, of course, but you would believe I stole it, and do not look so surprised. Call Nanami, he's the head guard here, isn't he? T
It only made sense that Ilya stuck to Edward like glue afterwards. Genuine curiosity filling her everytime she saw him, everytime she looked at him. Though it was only in the shadows she stayed with him most of the time, due to the colour of her eyes, she knew that this man, cared for people, even though they hated him. So on the third month, she told her godfather the truth. "I cannot kill him." Of course, he wouldn't believe it. "Why? Does he have a special weapon? A trick?" "No. I just—" She took in a small breath, "Cannot." No Drasknes would ever dare to report a failed assignment, but then again, Ilya had been so perfect and resourceful that he could forgive her this one time, "Very well, I shall assign someone else to him" But she wouldn't have it, "No." "No?" Strauss stared at her, his hands squeezing the handle of his seat. Ilya did not feel fear looking at the man she had grown to feel a sort of kin feeling for, rather, she felt guilt, "None of you, shall harm him."
She watched them through the screen of her computer, her face curling into a smile at the looks on their faces. They were happier now. Happier than they had ever been. Happier than anyone would have ever thought. She could remember when she first got them, how they were. Even she, hadn't thought they'd change this much. Her smile began to vanish as she realized that it was soon going to change. The door to her office opened and a man walked in. He had the same skin as hers, with the slight accent she used to possess as well though it was gone a long time ago, wearing a lab coat and gloves as he stared at her, his face down, "It is time." She nodded, taking up a small box and removing the contacts from her eyes before looking up at him, a miniscule amount of regret pooling around her stomach as she stood and walked to the male. He didn't move, of course, she was faster, he had seen it with his own bare eyes. He let her hold up his right hand and did his best not to scream out in
We both turn as Caramel walks to us, a worried look on his face, "I was looking everywhere for you." "Sorry, I—" I look at Kai, then back at him, "How'd your picture thing go?" "It was fine." He says then turns to him, "Hi, Kai. I thought you weren't coming anymore." "Yeah. Uh, Vanessa texted me saying she wasn't alright so I just said I'd check up on her." He says, smiling, "I should be on my way right—" "No," Caramel cuts in immediately, his voice soft, "Please. Stay. There's a game about to begin and Vanilla's supposed to play but since she's indisposed right now, you could help play in her spot." Is it— Is it just me or is Mel not stuttering? Kai looks at me, then back at him, "I don't know. I told my Mom I'd be back early." "Don't worry. It won't be long," Mel says, then looks at me, a paper in his hand, "Coco says I should give you this." I take it from him, about to open it before he snaps suddenly, "Don't open it!" When I look up at him, he adds while lowering his eyes
When we get to school and I look around, the first thing I notice is if Chocolate did this, if it had been his idea, he's demented but talented as hell. The whole place looked truly haunted. The lockers look different, like touching them would take you somewhere else and it gave off this vibe that made me stick closer to them before something bad would happen. At the time, I had no idea I should have stuck closer. Chocolate of course, took a thousand pictures of us, Mel and I being about nine hundred of them before my phone begins to blare up with comments. Is that a topaz gemstone collar??? Carl's wearing a fucking gold collar! I want one too!! Channing is wearing a fucking citrine stone collar! You know how expensive that shit is?! Strawberry has never failed to disappoint. I mean, look at him rocking my two year allowance around his neck. That's got to be real pearl, right? I look up at Chocolate who's scrolling so fast on his phone it's crazy he even knows what he's doing
After Chef Mussolini heard about my wonderful eating capacity, he actually came to find us, strongly believing we were faithful fans of his that went through all this trouble to meet him.Not that we denied it, but after, he made me taste all it's food and pick the ones I liked the most. Turns out my opinions pleased him so well, he asked if I'd like to work with him."Do you think I can do that as a job? Taste food and rate it?" I ask."I doubt he wanted a food vacuum and not an assistant chef." He says in a matter of fact voice, "But yeah, I guess, though I think you're supposed to be actually know how to cook first."I sigh, taking a bottle of wine from the table and pouring it into a wine glass, "Ah, well, bye bye to that dream."I expect him to laugh at that, but when I look up at him, he has a serious expression on his face, "What do you wanna be then? Like future occupation and stuff?""Me?" I take a sip from the wine. Shit, it's good, then shrug, "Oh, I don't know. I never rea