My mind stopped for a second as my father stepped into the clearing. It took a moment before I realized that it wasn't my father standing there with the grey hair and the cane. It had only been 6 months since I saw him last, it couldn't be. Waves of relief mingled with worry and sadness. My brother, my twin, the one person who had shared ( Read more... )

The sunlight fell across his face as her eyes opened taking in the scene in front of her. He was still alive. She'd woken up several times that night and this time decided that she just needed to get out of bed. As she sat up he stirred a bit, but stayed asleep and she looked down at the side of his bed, chinese food cartons strewn across the ( Read more... )

She woke up sitting up, in a cold sweat in the dark room. His hand was on her shoulder already, holding her. She wasn't sure if she had screamed but she was shaking slightly. Her hand immediately moved to her stomach for a few moments, testing reality. It was flat as always, and he pulled her down into the bed, and held her close and hummed ( Read more... )

Two tattoos, one on each shoulder and a scar on her neck. On her left shoulder her first tattoo, the gemini sign. At the time she didn't realize how much it would mean. Twins. The second, for him, a yin yang. He always said they were like opposite sides of the same coin. The number 666 scarred into her neck, a reminder of pandemonium, of her ( Read more... )

He showed up all wet
On the rainy front step
Wearing shrapnel in his skinI was in my room writing emails to clients, checking my bank balance, trying to do normal things. Then a noise, the doorknob, the door, the light rustle of a bag. My breath caught for a moment. It's too soon to expect him. A phone call, that's all I expected before he ( Read more... )

The waiter was hot, but then I knew that, I'd had lunch here more than once, flirting and teasing him. I knew enough to know he was old enough, and a drummer in a band, had a tattoo on his arm, and another he said he wasn't allowed to show off at work. I leaned in and put a hand on his when he left the check this time and that seemed to be ( Read more... )

Working on one post, but need some inspiration. Pick a topic or a song and I'll write a post about it for Valentine/Sorcha.

8:45 she stared at the clock. He should have been here by 8:30. This was his fucking idea. A date? seriously. Dinner and a movie and all that teenage crap. He'd never not been there when he said he would. Maybe he'd finally figured out what he'd gotten into and what a bad idea it was. Why hadn't she ( Read more... )

His voice came on the line. I realized it was real, and I couldn't believe myself.

Keep your head here on my shoulder. Let's just lay here for awhile. Fifteen minutes later he was at my door. Talking, touching. Being him ( Read more... )

Needed some time away again. Trying to sort some things. Not wanting to run away made me know I needed to run away. But while I was gone, I kept wondering. Not just about general stuff, but about specific things. I sent him the CD, and I haven't talked to him since. Wonder what he looked like when he got it, and if he figured out who it was ( Read more... )