Silence

Lily doesn’t know when the rift between them started; she can’t seem to pinpoint exactly when it was that Sebastian became distant. Perhaps it was at senior prom when he asked her as a date and she turned him down politely. Maybe even the summer before senior year started when they spent the whole summer together and they cuddled every night.

Whenever it was, Lily does not know. All she wants is answers, something that can tame her racing mind. She doesn’t want to blame him or herself, though she knows to a certain point she’s living in a false reality.

It didn’t feel real when they didn’t talk the whole summer before college started, it didn’t feel real when she saw him that fall and he walked right past her without a glance, and it definitely doesn’t feel real sitting across from him now, letting the silence control them.

Tale of a Heartbroken Girl

The awkward air between us wasn’t always here.

The evil glares we exchange used to be loving glances we stole from each other.

It seems as if it’s a twisted fairytale because this one doesn’t end with happily ever after. But it indeed begins with once upon a time.

Spring Rains

The sun smiled happily as soft white clouds floated in the afternoon sky. Spring rains had just graced the flowers, the air had that touch of spring rain that Sophia loved so dearly. Preston remembered this so vividly, for she always dragged him outside right after those sparse spring showers to smell the air. She always told him to close his eyes, clear his mind, and just take a deep breath. The scent was pure, as innocent as a child, and relaxation set in within the blink of an eye.

Her laughter would stir him from his relaxed daze and he would open his eyes to see her running towards her garden to gently examine each flower. It never rained hard enough for the rain droplets to weigh down the petals, yet Sophia had said that even those spring rains were more than enough to hurt the fragile petals. Preston had also said it was a result of her kind and gentle heart, Sophia always had the heart to help.

Preston kneeled down to examine the flowers, just as Sophia would have, and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, exhaled, and repeated.

One.

Two.

Three breaths.

He stopped and paused.

His love, as fragile a petal after spring rain, couldn’t withstand it all. Thunderstorms poured and passed, snow blanketed the ground and melted to show the gorgeous greens, and the spring rains had come, but Sophia couldn’t witness the new spring with him. Had only he been there…had only he cared as much as she did…perhaps she’d see her flowers survive another spring rain.

June Writing Challenge: Lazy

I know…I know, I’m so behind on this. Literally months behind. I’m hoping by at least the end of the year I’ll finish this up. This is exactly why I have yet to ever complete NaNoWriMo, I’m so inconsistent during the school year. If it was during the summer, I’d be all over it because during the summer my creative juices are overflowing and I don’t have school to worry about. I doubt I’ll do it next year though, I’ll be busy worrying about college. Anyway enough ranting, onto the story!

9. (Sat) Lazy

After high school, Vivienne didn’t expect to keep in touch with her sister Zoey.  Zoey had always been on the opposite end of the spectrum in comparison to Vivienne. In all honesty, Vivienne couldn’t even remember a day when she got along with her older sister. Therefore it was much of a surprise to Vivienne when Zoey showed up at her doorstep  one early Saturday morning.

“Uhm good morning?”

June Writing Challenge: Crystal

I know, it’s been forever! To be honest I wrote this a while ago but I hated it so I’ve been doing some editing! But here’s the newest addition without any further delay ^.^

8. (Fri) Crystal

Another sigh left Vivienne’s lips as she slumped further in her seat. She didn’t understand why she kept putting herself in situations that had no possible positive outcome for her.

“Sorry I’m late, I had some business to take care of,” Charlotte apologized as she pulled a chair across from Vivienne. Vivienne nodded as to accept her apology and pushed a menu towards her.

June Writing Challenge: Blanket

6. (Wed) Blanket

Vivienne sighed as she watched the screen. The two characters confessed their undying love for each other, typical of Lifetime movies, and were moving in for a kiss. Vivienne couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the fictional romance on the screen.

The fictional characters started out as best friends, much like Vivienne and Gabriel, and a night trapped in an abandoned building drew out their true feelings for each other. She didn’t see that happening with her and Gabriel. As far as she knew, Gabriel’s feelings for her consisted of a brotherly type.

Vivienne watched in horror as the fictional couple moved from the kitchen and towards the bedroom and she frantically searched for the remote.

“You are such a little kid when it comes to love scenes in movies.” Gabriel’s voice startled her and she felt the color rise in her cheeks. She glanced over towards his direction and noticed the popcorn resting on the blanket he was holding. He walked towards Vivienne, dropped the popcorn  on her lap, and made himself comfortable on the opposite end of the couch.

Vivienne wiggled her colorful toes and began flipping through channels as she tried to ignore Gabriel. She still felt the awkward air between them from yesterday. They dropped the conversation but it never stopped running through her mind.

She continued flipping, unaware that she had cycled through the channels twice now due to her deep thinking. Gabriel nudged her with his foot but Vivienne continued flipping.

“Vivienne.”

She continued ignoring him.

“Vivienne, your feet are cold,” Gabriel pointed out. Vivienne began to retract her feet towards her body but Gabriel threw the blanket over the two of them.

“You don’t have to crawl away from me, Vivienne.” She nodded, for she was still ignoring him, to indicate she heard him. Her feet moved slowly back to their previous position, bumped against Gabriel’s, and her breath hitched.

She wasn’t sure how all of a sudden, after four years together, she was falling for him. More than anything, she didn’t understand how Gabriel could act like he didn’t notice anything, unless he really didn’t notice anything. Did he not hear her stop breathing when he walked by, or even feel her freeze when he touched her?

Vivienne ate a piece of popcorn and looked over a Gabriel. He was dozing off slowly, but definitely surely.

“Gabriel?” she called softly. He stirred a bit and mumbled in response. At least, she assumed so.

“Do you ever….do you, I don’t know how to phrase this. I-I wonder…” she trailed off and Gabriel shifted to his side and began to snore softly.

She contemplated continuing, it was fine if he didn’t hear her.  But it wouldn’t make any sense for her to, no one would receive her feelings.

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[WSWC] Dōshite Kimi o Suki ni Natte Shimattandarō?

Dōshite Kimi o Suki ni Natte Shimattandarō?: DBSK

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Perhaps we’ve spoke so many times that I feel that I’ve told you all that I’ve ever needed to tell you therefore you may be wondering why this letter is on your kitchen table.

Lexi paused. Her hand faltered and she let the pen fall out of her grasp. It wasn’t too late to back out now, there was plenty of time to throw the letter away and have a face to face conversation with him. Lexi shook her head and picked up the pen.

This wasn’t a conversation she could have with him.

Just last week, we were talking about how beautiful the cherry blossoms will be this year. I’m not sure if you realize it, but our anniversary falls during the blooming season of the cherry blossoms in DC. I don’t expect you to remember since you should be worrying more about your anniversary with Sophia.

While I’m on that subject, I need to congratulate you on your engagement. I never got the chance to tell you in person, only on the phone, since…I sort of disappeared into thin air. I do owe you an explanation however it’s hard for me to explain this to you. For that reason, I have written this letter.

She paused once again and took a deep breath. This was it.

Do you remember the day we met? Under the cherry blossoms in the midst of spring, trying to escape the harsh realities of the world we met by chance. I’d love to conclude the rest as history but this isn’t a classic love story.

Gone

In dedication of Amayu, enjoy ^.^

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My hands shake in my lap as I sit quietly at the table. Voices whisper around me and the chatter of adjacent tables makes me aware of my surroundings. I am in a restaurant, a private high class one to be exact, one only by reservations and only the supposed “wealthy” dine here. I myself did not make the reservations but instead my “parents” did.

To say I am on an arranged date would be an understatement.

9, 3, 1: Prologue

She came into my life when I was at the ripe age of 16. Everything was so awkward and new then, I never thought I would even outgrow that stage. I was five foot nine, had overgrown black hair that yelled to be cut every day, and piercing green eyes that made me stick out like a sore thumb. Socializing was never my strongest point but I managed to merge myself into several social circles.

When it came to girls, I was at a loss. I never considered myself a ladies man and I was sure that half my friends were convinced I was gay. I don’t blame them though; I never had a single relationship in my 16 years of life. Not even a sort-of-kind-of girlfriend back in elementary school. I had always thought it was something that would come along as I came into high school. While the people I associated with snuggled with their girlfriends, they assured I was next.

Besides that fact, there wasn’t much I could do to convince them otherwise. Most of the people that attended my school were people I knew since pre-school meaning if I didn’t love them then, it wasn’t going to happen in high school.

It wasn’t until the last day of winter break that my mindset completely changed.

It was as if she had been there all along but I had suddenly noticed her out of the blue. She was all of a sudden invading my thoughts, dreams, and my attention of every waking minute. As if she was made just for me, things flew along, unexpectedly to my own realization.

She was mine in a matter of days. Life was beautiful as a direct result of her presence yet as I learned more about her, I grew closer to her than I knew I should have. Secrets arose that I wasn’t ready to hear nor face, taking me on a rollercoaster of accepting her for who she was or conforming to pretend she was still the perfect girlfriend.

Either way I looked at it, she turned my world upside down.

~.~

Yes yes another story. To be perfectly honest I have no idea where this is going to go but it sounded fantastic in my head and I’ll just have to see where it’s going to go. But the title 9, 3, 1 has plenty of significance.

Arielle (6/6)

His soft fingertips grazed the back of Arielle’s neck, gently soothing the sensitive skin there as he held her tightly. Elliot could only imagine things like this happening in his dreams and he had to continuously look down at the girl in his arms to remind himself that none of this was a dream.

It was reality.