Gum Belle, Episode XI, Part IIRecess is only fun for those who are too old to have it anymore.
To these individuals, who enter adulthood looking back over their shoulders through rose-colored glasses, recess is a childhood idyll, of pint-sized sportsmen playing stickball under a golden noonday sun, of chubby-cheeked cherubs in pinafores and pigtails playing jump rope, of breathless laughter and joshing jackanapes.
These sad optimists were the ones who misspent their own recess nose-deep in a book that was two grades higher than their reading level. How else could they have missed the real thing?
For recess is a concentrated mirror of real life, the parents concerns and rat-race jockeying reduced and distilled into a more flavorful and totemic versions of themselves, the muted colors and subtle shadings heightened and rendered more brightly and creatively than before. The child idolizes and imitates its parent, and what troubles the one often traumatizes the other.
Francis Chapel Elementary School was no excep
Boys of Seclusion - 8In Gerard's opinion, the weekend passed far too quickly. Frankie was to go back to school the next day and the thought sickened both of them. Gerard didn't want to be away from Frankie, especially considering where he was going. He wanted nothing to happen to Frankie while he wasn't there. Gerard was afraid the kids hadn't forgotten about throwing whatever it was they threw at the car window. He didn't want Frankie going back to something like that. It was nearing midnight, and neither of them were asleep.Boys of Seclusion - 88 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gerard was sitting on the bed, legs out, sketching in a book, the light dim. Frankie's head was resting on a pillow on Gerard's legs and he was pulling thread after thread out of his glove, eventually tearing a piece of skin off of his thumb and sucking away any of the blood that surfaced. They were quiet, because nothing needed to be said. Gerard had grown awfully comfortable with having Frankie around. Just having the kid lay on him like they were was something he was going to miss
Boys of Seclusion - 2"That. Was. Awkward, dude," Frank said, as Gerard shut the door behind him. Immediately, Frank dove for the side of the bed, just as he was before they had gone to the dining room for dinner.Boys of Seclusion - 28 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Lock it? Please?"
Gerard locked the door and sat down next to Frankie, and folded his arms over his drawn knees. Something of which he was sure he had gotten from Frankie. As he looked over at the boy, he was right; Frank had pulled his knees into his chest, and folded his hands together, holding them tighter than absolutely necessary. "You did okay. But, you really don't have to stay here tonight. Ya know? Not if you don't want to," Gerard said, looking pointedly at his knees, because he didn't want to make this into some big thing.
"But I want to. It's better than being alone. You want me here, right?"
"Yeah. Yeah, I do."
One of those very awkward moments passed where both boys smiled at each other and then found it necessary to pick at the carpet between them, their fingers only almost meeting
Boys of Seclusion - 6Gerard had stayed hidden in his basement, with the door locked until dinner that night. He hadn't spoken to anybody since Frank was nearly dragged out of the house earlier that day. He prodded at his potatoes and kept his head low, and tried to ignore the conversation his mother made with Mikey and his father.Boys of Seclusion - 68 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mikey kicked Gerard's foot under the table.
"Stop it, Mikey," Gerard warned. He glanced at his mother who sent Mikey a threatening look. Mikey lowered his head and put his chin in his hand. He kicked Gerard's foot again. "Mikey. Knock it off," Gerard said firmly. He really wasn't in the mood.
"Mikey, now seriously. Leave Gerard alone," their father said. He put his fork down and addressed Gerard. "What's the matter, son?" he asked.
Gerard glanced up at his father and shook his head. "It's nothing, Dad. I'm a little blocked. No inspiration," Gerard shrugged and hoped, wished that that was enough to keep his father satisfied. Gerard and his father never really talked much. It was a
Boys of Seclusion - 7Gerard and Frankie held hands as they made their way up the stairs and Gerard knocked on his mother's bedroom door. When she answered, the confused, concerned look on her face was enough for the two of them to enter and take seats wherever they could. Gerards mother sat on the chair in the corner, and Frank pulled Gerard to the floor and rested his head on Gerard's shoulder. After a strained moment of silence, Gerard's mother asked what happened.Boys of Seclusion - 78 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I swear I was taking him back to school, Mom," Gerard started. "So, we were, I don't know. We said goodbye and Frank was going to get out of the car, but something was thrown at the window."
"What do you mean something was thrown at the window? What window? My window?" His mother asked, referring to herself with an open hand. "What?"
Gerard nodded solemnly. "Um. I don't know. It didn't break, just... cracked pretty badly. It was on Frankie's side. And then, um. The other kids got up in front of the car and started yelling something at u
Boys of Selcusion - 5Gerard woke up not with Frank curled under his arm or near his chin, but tucked into a corner on the floor, playing with the sparkling, rainbow pinwheel the kid had made more than a week ago. His gloves were laid out beside him; red from what Gerard could only guess was blood, because Frank's fingers seemed covered in it.Boys of Selcusion - 58 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Frank? What're you doing?" Gerard asked as he sat up in his bed. He rubbed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair. "Frank?" he asked again.
From the floor, Frank simply, quickly shook his head, and flicked the pinwheel.
Gerard climbed out of bed, his stomach doing odd things, considering the time of the morning and the fact that he had just woken up. After nearly tripping to his death on a stack of newspaper, Gerard finally sat down in front of Frank, more or less securing the kid's place in the corner. Frank didn't seem threatened by this, just more relaxed, like if he never got out of that space he wouldn't complain. Gerard frowned at the fact that what cove
Boys of Seclusion - 3Gerard wanted to say something, maybe tell Frank that what he did wasn't right. Gerard was much older, and much... But then Gerard really thought about when he had seen Frank make his way from his backyard and into the house, when the sun spilled all over Frank's dark hair and when Frank slept and Gerard really couldn't object to Frank's kiss when he thought about how much he really wanted the kid to be happy. There was nothing to keep Gerard from wanting Frank to take back the moment that just happened. He stayed in his little post-kiss trance for a moment longer, Frank's whimpering shaking him from it.Boys of Seclusion - 38 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm sorry. And I know, ya know, that I apologize for like, everything, but I am really, really sorry. I know you're just letting me stay here because you feel sorry for me, and --"
Frank wasn't cut off by Gerard's hands on his jaw, but he was cut off by Gerard's lips pressing themselves against his. And Gerard couldnt believe his sudden compulsive behavior, but he really couldn'
Boys of Seclusion - 4Frank's mother's funeral was the most tragic event Gerard had ever been to. It was the first time he and Frankie had ventured out of his room in almost an entire week, and for such a sad reason. He held on to Frank's hand, felt the kid squeeze tightly as they lowered the casket into the ground and heard Frank let out an uneven, raw breath next to him. He hadn't cried yet, and Gerard was sure Frank was going to cry at one point during the day, and he'd braced himself for it. But, nothing came.Boys of Seclusion - 48 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fuck going to the wake," Frank mumbled against Gerard's shoulder when they reached the car together, alone. Gerard felt Frank nuzzle against his arm and he pulled the boy into a hug.
"You don't want to go?" Gerard asked.
"No. It's at Aunt Claire's. She told me I don't have to step foot in that house until next week, so..." Frank answered and pulled the sleeves of his jacket down over his gloves as far as they could go. Gerard was pleased to see that Frank's fingers didn't look raw today. They wer
Boys of Seclusion - 1The first time Gerard met Frank, it was nothing ideal, perfect or even something either of them wanted, which at the time was so obvious that looking back on it now, Gerard cringes.Boys of Seclusion - 18 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was this awkward, adolescent, this semi-adult. He was 'The Man in the Basement' and he embraced that label, that tag that the people in town had given him. Gerard didn't leave his house, not often, not frequently. Not on demand or by request, but only when he so felt like it. On occasion, on a very rare occasion, Gerard would wrap himself tightly in black scarves - three at the least, all different shades of charcoal, and a long black trench coat with shiny, plastic buttons, and he would stumble out of his mother's house to wander around the town or quickly make his way to the art supplies store and then back home again. Familiarity.
Gerard was not shy, cautious or modest. He simply suffered from social phobia. His entire life, Gerard was home schooled, was taught piano in his home, and never once made a
Yaoi Story 8Part 8Yaoi Story 88 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I was still in shock after I saw Colin fall from the roof of the school and rushed to the hospital. Mr. Min was there to me comfort me. I looked up at him and asked with confusion, Youre Colins brother?
He looked down and nodded, Yes, he is. He took my arms and pulled me up, Youre bleeding. You should go to the infirmary.
But, what about Colin? Hes in the hospital because of me. I didnt want to do anything to hurt him. Its all my fault. I said looking down. Tears were still running down my face and I couldnt stop them.
Mr. Alvin walked up to me and said, Its not your fault, so dont blame yourself. He looked down at the trail of Colins blood on my shoe and the ground then turned away. I know youre worried about Colin, but think about yourself first.
I glared at him and said with a frustrated look on my face, Th
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I woke up in the infirmary and heard whispering voices behind the white curtains. My head was still dizzy and I had a bad headache. I turned my head over to where the voices were coming from. Two dark shadows appear on the curtains. One was Mr. Min and the other was Mr. Alvin.
No, you cant have him, Mr. Min said, pointing at him. An itch was tickling my nose and I tried to rub it away.
If I cant hav- Mr. Alvin stopped.
Ah-coo!!! I sneezed, as if a gun had just gone off.
The lager shadow came closer and opened the silky white curtain. I looked up at Mr. Alvin and then Mr. Min. Mr. Alvin sat down next to me and patted me on the head. Did you hear what we said? was the first thing he asked me when I had just woken up.
I shook my head and said, I just woke up. I didnt really hear anything at all. He smiled.
Are you alright, Pet? the other teacher asked, worried. He came closer.
My head hu
Yaoi Story 7Part 7Yaoi Story 78 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Colin! I screamed out his name as he fell over the side of the school building. I looked over the edge and he was hanging on the side of the brick building with both hands. We were on top of the roof of a two story school building. It was windy outside and a guy I hardly know is about to fall to his death.
H-help me, Pet! he said alarmed. I put my hands around his arms and tried to pull him back up, but his weight was much greater than mine and I couldnt budge him up even an inch.
I cant! I yelled at him, Youre too heavy! I squeezed tighter. He let go one of his hand to grab on to my left arm, so that I wouldnt let him go. By doing this, it made things even worst for me. I felt like I was about to be pulled down by him. I was having a hard enough time trying to balance my weight with his, but now hes just putting all his weight on his side. Let go! I ordered him. Im going to fal
Yaoi Story 6Part 6Yaoi Story 68 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I chased after the mysterious person that was spying on me in the infirmary. I ran as fast as I could to catch up to him, but his seems to be too far ahead of me. By the time I got up the stairs to the second floor, he was almost gone. When I heard a slam of a door and saw the tip of his shoe, I followed him like a fly being lured to honey. When I got up to the door, there was a sign on it that says Keep Out. I thought to myself This leads to the roof. Why is he going up here? I heard rumors that someone committed suicide by jumping of the school roof, so thats why the roof is now off limits to students. Whered he get the key to unlock this door? I put my thoughts aside and raced up the rest of the stairway leading to the roof.
A bright, sunny light was shining from the open door at the end of the stairs. I went through it and it felt like I was going through a portal to a different world. The wind was strong, but yet relaxing at the same time. A loud squeakin
Yaoi Story 5Part 5Yaoi Story 58 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why would Mr. Alvin want to get his revenge on you? I asked in a low voice.
Mr. Min found a chair next to the bed and sat in it. He sighed and started, Well, I started working here a little bit before you transferred into this school, not to long ago, maybe about two mouths before you came. Sean I mean Mr. Alvin, Sean is only his first name, he was more easygoing when I first met him. He was always nice to me and whenever he saw me he would come right over and ask how I was doing. Mr. Min shifted in his seat. When Mr. Alvin confessed to me how he felt every time hes around me, I was in shock. I didnt answer him until the next day. I told him No and he took it hard. Ever since then, I tried my best to avoid him as much as possible, but he some how mange to find me roaming the hallways.
So, I started, he was somewhat of a stalker?
He looked at me a little funny, Umm you can say th
Yaoi Story 3Part 3Yaoi Story 38 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After Mr. Alvin kissed me unexpectedly, he said that Colin was suspended for a while and I was off from school for the day. His hand brushed my cheek and he was off to class as well. I was still sitting up on my bed thinking. I never really put any thought into like another man, until now. I cant believe Mr. Alvin would do that to one of his own students! What if he gets fired because of me?! I shook the thought out of my mind and got out of bed. I searched for some fresh, clean cloths and went out of my room. When I locked the door, I saw a huge footprint on it. This must be Mr. Alvins. His foot is really big. After a moment of thinking I scampered off to the showering room. It should be empty at this time. No one should see me going in since it was the middle of class time.
I went in and striped myself of what I had put on and hung it on the rail of the shower. The showers handles were dried; they hadnt been used this morning. It was
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The next day I waited and waited until it was 11:00am for lunch. I had exactly an hour to get ready and escape from school grounds before the lunch period was over. Of course, I, myself, didnt have any feminine clothing of my own.
When the bell rang for lunch, I waited for about five more minutes before I rushed to the theater room, where the drama classes were held. The place was emptied. I snuck backstage to where most of the things had been put away. The most important thing I was looking for were the costumes. As I passed the wall of hanging curtains I saw boxes upon boxes of old and dusted costumes stacked on one another. The newer ones were hung on the racks and the older ones were thrown in the boxes. I opened a few of the boxes and the smell of mixed odor rushed into my face. It wasnt very pleasant.
Suddenly, I heard the tapping noise of footsteps. The footsteps got closer and louder. There were two of them. I heard talking and laughter. I panicked
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Colin pulled my shirt off and tied my hands with it. I struggled, wrestled, and kicked as much as I could but, yet, it was still no use. He finally got a chance to pull my pants off and I thought, No, no, no!!! This cant be happening to me!!! Why? I hardly even know Colin that long.
He started licking the side of my neck and I squeaked, like a mouse. He giggled and went lower to my chest. Colin rubbed and played with my nipples.
I felt uncomfortable and said, Ugh, Stop it! Why are you doing this to me?! Fear rained all over my mind and I started to cry. The only thing I could think of is, Why? Why? Why? No, not me. I have to get out of this some how! Someone! Help me, please! And my plead was answered.
Knock, knock, bang, bang was coming from my dorm room door. The door handle rattled and the door shook like crazy. Colin looked back at the door, but didnt mind since it was locked. He continued what he was doing and slowly started to slip his
Gum Belle, Episode IGum Belle, Episode I7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The tall, handsome waiter moved easily through the pale wonderland that was the Plaza Nightclub. The tables were pearly white, the chairs were white ash, the floor was white marble, and the plates were pure white china. He himself wore a white uniform, and he delivered the food and drink with hands encased in white cotton gloves. Each table was set with a tall white candle, and he made sure each was lit with a pure, alabaster flame as he passed them by. The bandstand, all silver and stucco, was stocked with very fine musicians in bright ivory suits that glittered in the stage lights. They played the latest music; the Big Band stuff that was all the rage with young people like the waiter.
White, you could say, was the color of the day at the Plaza Nightclub, which made the six big men at the owners table so very conspicuous. They all wore dark suits with matching snap-brim hats pulled low over their eyes. Several wore black leather gloves, and their oily patent-leather loafers lur
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There was a sound behind Frank like a snake burping and his neck burned. Blood trickled down his spine in a warm, wavering stream. He had a moment of clear and lucid thought -- Did that muther just shoot me? -- before he slammed into the alley wall and collapsed.
Vincent Salucci walked over to his car and picked up a telephone receiver mounted on the back of the drivers side seat. There was a moment of static on the other end of the line, then Eddie the Rats nasal voice came through. Yeah, boss?
The couriers down. Pick him up.
Sure thing, boss.
Soon enough, the lumbering, armored, six-wheeled monstrosity of a van that they had used for the Confidence job screeched to a stop at the other end of the alley. Eddie, Brick Mick, and a few recently-promoted soldiers jumped out, picked up Franks prone body, and hauled him inside.
You sure about the drop-off point, boss? Eddie asked over the phone, as the van
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a spray of gas bombs hit her square in the face and blossomed into sickly green fumes. Gum Belles eyes rolled back in their sockets and her head fell into a stack of her own coiled neck. The crooks van roared off, its six heavy wheels leaving deep tire tracks in the unconscious womans shapeless body. Bum Frank coughed and sneezed and struggled against the belt that kept him tied the deathtrap that was now the freighter Confidence, but to no avail.
Just then, FBI Special Agent Lionel Ricketts awoke with a gasp and a pounding headache. The Confidence was littered with bodies, and there was a big pile of some rubbery red sheeting in the middle of the deck. The custom armored jobbie was long gone, but the cloying stench of the gas was everywhere.
What a mess, he grumbled. Leave it to the criminal element to vomit all over six months hard work. Jenkins was still curled in a fetal position next to one of the gangsters, whose gas mask ha
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Ricketts looked up, saw the falling gargoyle, and moved faster than he ever had in his life. He shoved Ted and the blonde away from him, so hard that they fell to the ground, then turned to run.
Ted hit the pavement hard as people ran everywhere around him. He rolled and flailed to keep from being trampled. Something red darted past him, like a serpent. There was an earth-shaking slam, like a giants fist punching the pavement, and gray dust billowed across the sidewalk. He raised his head, saw his Das bowler hat roll out of the dense, gray cloud, and wept.
Well, well, well, said a merry contralto voice. Looks like I caught a whopper.
The dust was clearing. There stood a pretty woman with long blonde hair and a bright red and gold costume that resembled an aviators flight suit. She was leaning against the gargoyle, and was chewing something with relaxed ease as she held her arm a good ten feet up in the air like an anglers pole, where Lion
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Aww crap! Not good! What do I do now?! Im surrounded by these five boys and I cant think of any way to get out of it. My plan has been successful until now.
Theres no need to hurry. Come and spend some time with us, okay? one of the boys standing in front of me said.
Try to think girly. Think girly! I thought to myself. No, I-Im sorry but, I cant. I already have plans for the afternoon and you guys have school anyways. I said in a girly voice. I grinned a bit and tried to leave but, due to the fact that Im a girl right now they wont take no for an answer.
He grabbed my arm and said to me in a joyful voice, Come now, we dont see girls very often around here. Itll be just the six of us. What do you say? The others smiled and agreed with him.
I was starting to get impatient. Sorry, but I dont have the time for you guys. I
Gum Belle, Episode VIIGum Belle, Episode VII7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ted Ricketts dashed from Helmut Arcturions opera box, only to see a red-gold cocoon pulsing high above the lobby floor. Rubbery tentacles swarmed around it, each bearing a frightened opera patron, but it was his fathers face, red and straining, eyes bulging as the cocoon crushed the life out of him, that rammed an ice-cold spike of terror through his heart.
Da! he cried, his voice high and shrill.
Gum Belles head looped around on its waving, fleshy stalk of a neck, and Ted barely had enough time to glimpse the vacant, dead look in her eyes before another tentacle peeled from her body with a soft, floppy flick and whickered through the air at him.
But Ted, though only an average student in the classroom, was an attentive pupil during recess, which had taught him many valuable skills, thanks to playground bullies. One of them was: when attacked, surprise.
He ran forward. The tentacle undulated lower and whipped at his ankles, but he hopped over
Gum Belle, Episode VI, Part IIGum Belle slouched in her chair. Two acts into an opera and the Skull still hadn't made a move. She stifled a yawn. If his plan was to make her die of boredom, then he was doing a pretty good job at it.Gum Belle, Episode VI, Part II7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Maybe her little stakeout wouldn't be so bad if the opera were more exciting. The first act had almost done her in, all lovey-dovey German squawking and sappy hand-holding by some guy named Siegmund and some girl named Sieglinde. Bleah! The second act started off a little better, with a tall, grim-looking fellow with a patch over one eye and a spunky blonde who wore a nifty suit of armor that Gum Belle thought would look very swank on her -- in a different color, natch. There had been a sword fight in there second act, too, which was all well and good, but it had ended much too quickly (and too cleanly) for her tastes. Black Mask would have given her more juicy details.
The less said about the third act, the better. Sure, there was some action in the beginning, but then it
Miss Twist: PrologueEast Berlin, December 14th, 1965. 8:30 PMMiss Twist: Prologue6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was snowing on the wrong side of the Berlin Wall.
The woman in black burrowed deeper into her coat and rubbed her hands together beneath her fur hand muff. It couldn't be warmer then fifteen degrees Fahrenheit, and the harsh, blustery wind made her face numb and stiff. No wonder the lovely lads in the press department called this the Cold War.
She turned down a narrow, dingy alley, her boot-heels clicking briskly on the cobbles. Something vaguely human was huddled beneath a pile of white-dusted rubbish. She made the effort not to look too closely at it. She couldn't afford pity. She was on the clock.
The alley opened onto a street. Across the way was a local bar. Its small-paned windows were too frosty and fogged up to see inside, but two drunks slumped by the front door, singing boisterously in German. Best to move now, before they saw her and wondered why the pretty lady was skulking in the shadows. The woman in black twitched her s