Sick"You were born sick", you heard them saying.Sick7 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Like it's something you could cure or change, something that isn't utterly and painfully part of you.
Some nights you press your pillow to your face and scream. You curse them, but you don't cry. They don't deserve the tears and you're determined to never show them how much it hurts, even when it burns all the way down your spine.
It wouldn't matter. You already know that your father detests you and that your mother prays she had born him a better son: a hard-working one, a handsome one, a charming one. Someone to be proud of. Someone not you.
You kept up the charade of not knowing how to talk to girls for ages; making yourself small during classes and scarce after. But the walls are so thin here, and the neighbors so nosy and so willing to gossip. It took them less than a year to come calling, then it took a mere week for your father to resort to the belt and for your mother to be in tears beside him.
This is for you, she said.
ClosenessHe wakes up from his daily nightmares, feeling his heart pound with the beat of a thousand drums. They're nothing new, just the same old dreams of pain and heartaches from the past. And yet, each time they leave him nearly screaming for mercy, tears unshed, eyes panicked, face pale and withdrawn.Closeness9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He gets up and goes to his haven,a hidden room just for him and his siblings for when the nightmares take hold. No one else is there tonight and he wishes that there was, but oh well. He can pretend something else is comforting him, this stuffed toy from long ago being the perfect example.
He sighs and snuggles the stuffed animal he holds in his trembling arms, ears alert and tiny limbs pulling him into an embrace that he almost finds soothing. Almost. But it will do, and he he's much calmer now, doesn't even flinch when the door opens again and two of his siblings stumble in, they too taken by nightmares of the past.
He might be a young man now, but he feels like a small child when
When It Comes To Love: Chapter 2“My head hurts,” Soul groaned as he sat up from laying on the floor, and yawned, while he rubbed his aching head.When It Comes To Love: Chapter 220 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone else had left the mansion soon after the party had finished, but the gang had all stayed round for the night, as they were all now crashed out in parts of the mansion. Liz and Patty were both sleeping in their bedroom, since Liz had collapsed against the wall beside her bed, while Patty had just flopped onto her bed and fell straight to sleep last night.
Tsubaki and Black Star were both sleeping on the floor behind one of the sofas’ in the main lounge (which was next door to the main dance hall that the party was held in last night).
And Soul had just woken up next to that same sofa (and Kid and Maka were still sleeping up in Kid’s bedroom), “Morning Soul,” Tsubaki said with a yawn as she sat up and looked to the other Death Scythe.
“Hey,” Soul greeted back with a slight smile to the other Death Scythe.
Liz then walke
Caiden's New Brother Chapter 6Caiden's New Brother Chapter 69 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
URX Terra XI, Altomeca Community, San Francisco, California, Fri., 01/23/2015, 1000
Yawning, I turn over and smile when I spot Toma-kun slumbering next to me. “I love you, Toma-kun.” Giggles follow as I crawl toward the foot of my bed, toots and hissing pierce the silence as I fill the seat of my diaper and soak the Disney characters with a flood in simultaneous fashion. Descending to my feet, I waddle toward Tomaki-niichan’s bed and climb atop it, crawling toward his sleeping form and cuddling close as my eyes shut again, “I love you, Tomaki-niichan. I’m glad I got this family and that nothing can get in our way.” Sleep follows shortly after while I cuddle closer to my elder brother, reveling in the warmth he provides me.
Rising from my slumber seconds later, I crawl toward my bed close to Tomaki-niichan and smile at him when his eyes meet mine, “Morning, Tomaki-niichan! Heeheehee, did you sleep