34. Fish"Silas I don't think I can do it."34. Fish10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yes you can. Just open your mouth wide and do it all at once."
"No, I'm serious. I don't think I can."
"C'mon Finn, I do it all the time."
"But all at once? There is no way that's all going to fit in my mouth "
"Just do it like this," he said, demonstrating for me and only making my doubts stronger.
"What if I get sick from it?" I argued, watching him roll his eyes at me.
"Finn, eat the fucking sushi."
"But I don't want to!" I wined, eyeing the suspicious piece of fish on the end of my chopsticks.
"You said you'd try it for me!" he reminded me.
"Yeah, I know, but I didn't actually think
52. Too LateI woke up when I felt the mattress dip next to me, mind still foggy as I tried to figure out just what it was that was so warm next to me. I faintly felt the comforter moving around, sliding over my skin as the something lifted them up, letting in a gust of cold air before it snuggled in close to me. The chill was immediately replaced with radiating heat, the something fitting itself against me with a soft sigh.52. Too Late1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I cracked an eye open, just enough to see through the dark and look down at the something that had made itself at home right against me in the way that only one person ever had. His head was resting on my arm, a hand finding mine as
51. Elemental Tempest"Hey, Silas have you ever read this?"51. Elemental Tempest1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Are you going to ask me that every time you pick up a book?"
"Possibly. Depends how much it annoys you and how much fun I think it is."
"Read what?" I sighed, scanning over the summery on the back of the book in my hands.
"Elemental Tempest," he said, flipping the book over in his hands and looking for the blurb.
"Doesn't ring a bell," I said, putting down the book I had been looking at and moving along the shelf. "But I'm only one man Finn, I can't read everything in the world."
"What does the title even mean " he said softly, looking suspiciously at the book in his hands and slowly followi
55. Optimism"Percy, why do you keep staring at me?" I asked after setting my coffee down on the table and looking up to notice that his eyes were once again fixed on me.55. Optimism1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He jumped slightly, nothing more than a twitch as he looked back at his plate and picked at his food. He was trying to make me think that he hadn't been looking at me at all, even though I knew that he had been staring at me when I wasn't looking for the past twenty minutes. Shrugging his shoulders, he resumed eating his food, picking around the vegetables like a child would.
"Eat them, don't waste them," I scolded lightly, reaching for my coffee again and flipping the page of the news
35. TrappedJust as the voice had said, I found the flash drive in the bottom of the left drawer. I couldn't help but sigh, slipping the little rubber sushi into my pocket and wandering back into the kitchen to await my escorts.35. Trapped1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I didn't have to wait long though; I had been so out of it that I didn't realize that I had been standing in the same spot for nearly ten minutes until the door opened. I looked up as two rather large men strolled in, acting like they owned the place, one stopping to guard the door as the other regarded me with his cold gaze.
"Do you have the files?" he asked. I nodded, seeing him reach out a large paw of a hand in my direction
2. Hardship "Twenty-eight ninety-five," I said, holding my hand out for the money and making change for the bouncy girl clutching her new death metal CDs. "Have a nice day," I called after her, watching her practically skip out the door again as I picked up my newspaper. Who would have thought a little blond with pigtails and a rainbow Pretty Pony shirt would have been a die heard fan of music that scared the crap outta me at the best of times?2. Hardship1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I scanned through the classifieds, more of a time killer than actually looking for anything specific as I looked through the pet section. I've always wondered what it would be like to have a dog, but my apartmen
ZDay Pt.3I was rather silent after the Parcheesi discussion, not really in the mood for talking anymore as I let my bad mood overtake me. At some point Warren must have understood this because he stopped trying to make conversation, opting instead to flip through a little pile of children's books next to the door with his back against the wall. Boredom was the worst thing that could have happened to me at the moment because it gave my mind a chance to wander.ZDay Pt.31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All I could think about was my team, my friends. They were gone, all of them. I had watched them being ripped apart and eaten before my very eyes, unable to so much as save them because of my ow
Z-Day Pt.2This was strange. I was warm. Something that I haven't felt in months paired with such softness that I began thinking that maybe I hadn't made it out of that alley. Maybe I had been ripped apart by those monsters like the rest of my friends and this was that happy afterlife that I had heard so much about. Was I floating on a cloud somewhere like I had been told I would when I was little? Or was I somewhere much hotter than that, the reason for the warmth? Well, whatever it was, it sure was comfortable.Z-Day Pt.21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey, you awake?" I heard, a warm hand on my shoulder gently shaking me. I opened my eyes, recognizing that voice and searching for the
77. Running AwayHe was dozing on the couch now, stretched out and snoring lightly after he had finished scarfing down his meal and leaving me to wash the heap of dishes he had left in his wake. After grumbling to myself for a while I had lapsed into thoughtful silence, thinking about what I was going to do next.77. Running Away1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I knew that I couldn't just throw him out, but I couldn't really keep him here forever, could I? There had to be some way that I could get him to tell me why he ran away from home, and maybe if I could get him to tell me I could try and fix the problem. But he was so secretive, so jumpy, so distrusting I didn't know if there was even a way that I wo
11. SecretI was holding the notebook in my hand, looking at the last thing he had written out before he threw the thing at me in anger, listening to the sound of the shower running in the other room.11. Secret1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I haven't spoken in eleven years you asshole!
A mute. That stupid cat had lead me to a mute kid. What the hell was I going to do with someone that I couldn't even talk with? And one who threw the only method of communication we had at me when he got angry? I sighed, letting my head fall back against the couch as I tried to think.
After he had thrown the notebook at me it had taken almost an hour to coax him into even looking at me again, bribing him wi
61. SpeakHe woke up while I was reading the newspaper the next morning.61. Speak1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I carried him along piggy-back style over the bridge last night I had tried picturing his waking moment as one of those simple opening his eyes, looking around and thanking me for saving his life things. He would be happy, smiling at me and explaining to me what had happened, who he was, all that romantic crap that Disney taught me when I was a kid.
That could not have been any further from what happened than the differences between squishing a marshmallow and rolling around in a pile of broken glass.
I looked up when I heard him moving around, watching him toss and turn res