Monday, July 27, 2015

Writing stories....

So my friends wanted me to write flash fiction. So I asked them to give me genres they said creepy and romance. Then I asked for a word, they said a shirt. This is the story that came out of that little experience. Enjoy:) 

Auburn’s P.O.V.
            You watch as the last rays of sunlight fade from view. He walked into the room, humming softly. You smile form the shadows waiting for him to notice you standing there. Evidently, he did see you; he begins to take his shirt off. You blush liking the way his muscles rippled. It was time; you sashayed towards him, licking your lips. Slowly you draw the hidden Khukuri[1]. He turns, seeing you there – smiles. Love or something shining through his eyes. You falter wondering if you really had to do it. Did you really want to save her? ‘No’ you think. ‘I have to… I must save her. I must.’

Alek’s P.O.V.
            You walk into your room hoping she was there. Out of the corner of your eye, you see her as the last rays of sunlight disappear. Waiting for you in the shadows as she always was. Humming the assassin’s tune softly, you turn away smirking. You take your shirt off, purposely flexing showing off them muscles for her. You wait for her to come to you, once you hear the unsheathing. You turn to turn to her, smiling hoping your eyes showed your amusement. She falters, but what seemed like an internal argument she starts again. You sigh such a waste of life, you reach for her hands. Pull her close, NEEDING to hold her close one more time. Your hands cup her cheeks as you whisper a last ‘Goodbye’.

Ending # 1
            You reach for him knowing you have to do this for your sister. You have to save her.
“I’m so sorry, Alek” You sob as you thrust the evil thing into him. He gasps; his beautiful face contorts in pain.
“I know dear one, do it for her.” He hugs you, just as he falls to the ground. Taking you with him. His blood begins to pool as you fight your way out of his last grip. You drop the khukuri, guilt and regret waging a war inside you. It was for her, it was always for her!

Ending # 2
            She looks up in confusion and fear. You drop your façade as you tighten your hands on her neck, her eyes widen. She begins to thrash, swinging her khukuri widely. ‘Wait! Where did she get that? …… No! It couldn’t be?’ Squeezing harder, she starts to go limp. Too late her khukuri falls out of her hand. Fear grips you, ‘no! But how could you have known? Idiot!’
“No, pleas Auburn I didn’t know! Stay with me!” You berate yourself, you watch as the life flies out of her now blank crystal blue eyes.

Ending # 3
            Auburn pulled Alek closer.
“I have to do this” she mouths, her knife already inching towards his middle.
“As I have to do this” he replies as he tightens is grip on her neck,
“Do this together?” hope glistening in her crystal eyes. Alek nodded. Pain filling them both at the prospects of their death. She stabs the knife in and twists making him gasp. She pulls it back out, dropping it. Alek took a breath before it became too hard for him, broke her neck. She was gone. Alek catches her before she falls. As he grows weak for the blood loss, he lays still. Holding Auburn close, a last lover’s embrace.

Ending # 4
            Alek suddenly released his hands around her neck. She looked up anger taking hold, in those deep blues.
“Why’d you stop? I want to die! I’d take that instead of the other option” She screamed. He wrapped his arms around her, rocking her back and forth.
“Auburn, Please think. I won’t do this. We will find another way.”
You were supposed to help me, please! Do it, say it was an accident, please save her!” She pounded on his chest, yelling for him to let her die, and to save her sister. Alek held her till she stopped crying, even till the sun came up.
“I will never leave you” he whispered into her hair.

Ending # 5 (Rhys’s P.O.V.)
            Hearing nothing from Alek’s room, you go and investigate. Opening the door as quietly as possible, you see Alek holding your sister’s cheek and her holding a knife at his middle? ‘What the…’ Closing the door you turn starting to turn away. You stop, shake your head, and turn back to the door again. ‘Nah they’ll be fine, it’s just some scene their doing, but what if?’ You pace in front of his door. ‘Fine!’ You open the door, making sure it creaked.
“Hey, guys? Have you seen my….. Whoa! What are you doing with my sister?” You poke your head into the room. Both Alek and Auburn stop and look at you shock clear in their eyes.
“Rhys!’ Sis! Get out!” Both yell at you as Alek pushes you out the door. You shake your head and grin.
“Actors” you say.




[1] A Wickedly Curved Knife used by the Gurkhas 

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