It was almost midnight when he received a call from Mr. Vitale asking where they were at this hour of the night and he told him about their trip to the ocean. Arthur asked for a return home as early as possible and cut the call.Mason sighed and looked down at the girl sleeping with her head against his arm. They had been like this for more than an hour and for some reason, he wanted this to last longer. But another reason told him to push her away. She was calm, opposite to what she was an hour ago. His heart made a tiny jump at the glance of this beauty by his side. She had a chubby face, her cheek rolled in front as it rested on his arm, making her lips slightly parted from each other. Her hair, flowing lightly with the wind at the edges, tingled his arm.Mason hated when people touched him. It was for him, invading his personal space not when he wanted them to. He wasn’t comfortable with people altogether. But he didn’t seem to mind her doing that. He seems to allow it for her.Hu
I groan as my body starts feeling weird uncommon sensations. I feel like my body is on fire, a hot prickly sensation all over my skin. My hand moves to my head, feeling the ache worsen in my muscles and head. I try to open my eyes, and they feel sensitive to the light penetrating through the window. I turn and peel open my eyes. My throat feels constricted and dry.I search for the glass of water on my nightstand but none. My head spins and my body burns. I have a fever, I’m not too fond of fevers.I trace the call button on my nightstand and press it a few times. I wait a few minutes and my door knocks. I say a weak yes, and Madam Rosella opens the door, stepping in.“Oh, dear!” She says when she walks closer to me.“I think I have a fever,” I tell her.“My dear, but you rarely get such diseases,” She tells me before placing her hand on my forehead and checking my temperature.“My, My, you have a fever,” She tells me, and even in my pounding headache I gave her the look of ‘that’s wh
She ran upstairs, towards the observatory’s telescopes. Mason was right behind her, making sure she won’t trip and fall because she wasn’t looking down but up at the stars. She stood there feeling upon her the vastness of the sky above. And how little her life seemed to be, like a butterfly flapping her wings, no one knew the sea of thoughts in her.She silently waited for her turn at the telescope, striking up a conversation with people like her, trying to admit nature for once, in theory extremely busy lives.Upon her turn, she peered through the eyepiece and gasped in awe. She saw the beautiful rings of Saturn first, her heart clenching at the breathtaking amazement she was suddenly filled with. Why hadn’t she come here before? Why had she delayed this moment for so long?Right, because she wasn’t allowed to. She glanced sideways at Mason, looking at the sky above without the telescope, just bare eyes. His eyes turned to her, and she smiled.“You wanna see?” She asked him, straight
I held the lamppost and steadied myself. My heart slammed into my ribs, making my insides hurt. What I had just witnessed, I knew I would be haunted forever.“You Good?” Mason asks his voice somewhere from behind me.I shuddered, remembering his same voice loud and inquiring before they bore holes into the man taking his life. Like he had done to the other two. What I had expected him to do anyways? Politely ask them to not kill me?“I- I need to be alone, please,” I said not turning to him. There was silence for a while.“Tell me when you are ready to go, I’ll clean up until then,” My heart dipped yet again, remembering the blood.“Don’t go to the car yet,” He said before I heard footsteps, and he had left.There was a cold nip in the air, making my skin build up tiny bumps. I ran my hands over my arms, warming them up, and folding them over my stomach taking deep breaths, telling myself what was done, it needed to be done. I could be dead today. The news is not settling in either.A
He closed his book and waited till Vitale was done grooming his dear daughter after a traumatic experience. He yelled while she listened when the only she wanted was someone to hold her close. She had asked for his hand while driving home and he had immediately agreed.This daughter was neglected for all he could tell, like the man he was, hiding his true identity from his daughter. How he ever wondered if he would have the same mentality to know what to do and when.His thoughts went to his father. A real father he was. Who actually knew what to do? His father had loved him dearly. So much so that he died for him. The only two people he ever loved were snatched away from him at the mere age of childhood.It made him wonder if she had ever experienced true love. It was no doubt her father loved her, but his love had no value he could not hold her in times of need.He waited for her father to interrogate him, ask what happened and how. But he didn’t. Vitale only gave him a nod and left
It was a bustling room filled with posters of animals in need and shelves stacked with supplies. A wall covered with images of all the animals that were helped by the students, making a difference in the small planet. Students mill about, some cuddling rescue animals, some feeding them, others discussing upcoming events.Emily, the coordinator, a compassionate and determined young woman, stands in the center, holding a clipboard. She claps her hand, grabbing everyone's attention."I need five people for the next mission, Who would like to volunteer for a kitten in distress in the woods,"Eleanor, standing in the middle, with a one-eyed rabbit in her hand, raised her other hand above. Like hers, many hands were up in the air."Jason, Beatrix," Emily continued to point at people, "Oh, and Eleanor, please, this will be your first mission," Emily smiled at Eleanor, and she returned the favor. "Justin, how about you and Lily,"Only she was not very happy that Justin would be joining them t
Sometimes, you have your whole objectives sorted out bit by bit, Your whole life planned and thought out. Your motives clear, your mind fixed. But then, nature interferes, stating that It always has the upper hand, and thus, It crumples your life. The own heart betrays the mind, the body, and the own soul becomes raged with No. The same thing happened with him, And His Heart Betrayed. ...The year 2005Sitting on his heavy bike, He was driving to the most sacred location for him. The roads were clear and desolate surrounded by trees as he traveled on a rough road.Soon enough he stops the bike, on the side, in the middle of nowhere. He gets off, turns the key on the bike, and locks it. He made his way on a small path to a very known location for him. A few minutes and he reached a small area, surrounded by trees A grave with a white stone in sight. It was covered with dry leaves that fell from above. Almost evening was the time, as the birds chirped around, going to their nests to
Remainder, "The Year 2005"ELEANOR'S POVWe were on our way home. I was enjoying the night air hitting my face as the car was moving fast. The sky, dark and cloudy from which the moon peeks down at me.When I was young, I used to think, the moon loves me and follows me, whenever I am outside. So, I used to sit on the balcony of my window and talk to the moon for a long time.I still do that, It's like a habit. But now I know this beautiful piece of the moon is not living but a stone. A beautiful stone indeed. Soon, we reached home. Uncle Joseph got out first and opened the door for me. He always does that whenever he is travelling with me. As I moved towards the main door, I saw a shadow of a man standing there. I immediately recognised him, and I knew I was going to end up with a lecture from him. My Dad. He worries too much about me. I love him, and he loves me more than anything. He is always so sweet and warm. But right now, I know he must be angry. "Eleanor Plum Vitale! Did y