Mag-log inIf you were Catalina, would you choose the world over your parents? I'm looking forward to your comments.
CATALINA“After I do, what happens? You will leave right?” He started to rise, with his massive body. His shadow completely swallowed my figure. I shuddered away, stepping back on my knees. He crouched down slowly, pinning me to the floor with just his eyes. He stretched out a hand and stroked my hair behind my ear, brushing the skin on my cheek while he did.I kept my gaze on him, trying not to tremble, not to flinch, not to breathe. He smiled, his lips hiking up from ear to ear. Give him a clown’s makeup and he would become the perfect Halloween nightmare. “Are you trying to pull a fast one on me, little girl?” his voice deepened. He always stretched a word every time he spoke and it only made his voice even creepier.I shook my head vigorously. “I… I would dare.” I mumbled. “I just… I wanna make sure they know that you… you like what’s going on.” “Really?” I nodded slowly. Carefully, I slipped my chin off his palm and kept my eyes on the ground, pretending to be shy. “I know ab
WILLIAM A FEW HOURS AGOI went to an office at the top of skycrapper, after I left Catalina. Hades had called. He hardly ever does so I knew I had to be there. I rode the elevator on my way. For Hades, I wasn't willing to rush. When I arrived, he was leaning over a counter and looking beyond tht edge with so much tenacity. “I didn't peg you to be the type to fancy tiled floors.” I said, strolling into the the room. My shoes clicked against the tiles, the sound invading the silence.This city is crawling with headaches.” Hades grumbled. Then he put a hand on his chin and stroked it. “But sometimes, there's not so bad especially when they look like this.”He pointed downwards. I made it up to him, consciously keeping a definite distance. I leaned against the countet and took a peep. There was a lady, lying on the floor. Her eyes were open wide, but all blood had drained from it. She was still, so still that you could barely hear her heart beating. But it was, and it was getting weake
CATALINA WEDNESDAY,GROK AVENUE 9:PMI stood on the left side of the road, a long brown coat over my shoulders and a furry scarf wrapped around my neck. It was cold tonight. Every exhale drew an icy breath from my lungs and left cold smoke lingering in the light.I rubbed my hands together, then put them on my mouth and twisted my lips. I stared down the road again and again and again. My heeled feet tapped endlessly on the pavement while I shook my head in a desperate attempt to pretend I was listening to music and not actually hyper-anxious.He said he would pick me up by 6 PM. He specifically stated that it was 6. Ginny's uncle didn't come off as someone who wouldn't mind tardiness, so I made sure I was on the road, by the bus stop sign, wearing the clothes he sent me and waiting exactly as he had told me.I exasperatedly stretched my legs. I felt sore, especially in the ankles. I tried to give my calves a massage, hoping to start there and work my way down, but the second I tried
CATALINA My mind failed me in that moment so my body responded to reflect. I tried to squeeze out of his grip but he was like a rock and I was a pillow. There was no way I could move him. He had to let him. I pushed my head back first, bitting back the sensation from the caress of his lips on mine. “Let go.” I mouthed. I could barely hear my own voice. “Your legs are weak. You will fall.” I clenched my teeth harder, struggling with the strange sourness growing in the pit of my stomach and with a freeze that was stiffing my back. William deathly cold — his hands, lips, his breath — like the AC on full blast and the room’s cooling system was icing him from inside out. That wasn't the strangest part of this moment, it was that I was sick to my stomach, frozen to my bones, but if I moved an inch away, I felt like I'd stop breathing entirely. I wanted all of this because it was like I had a chance to feel him, to have him. William let go immediately. I wobbled, my knees buckling. He w
CATALINA I drew closer, pushing the door a tad bit so the gap could get bigger. From behind, squatting down a little, I watched as the reaper flaunted every figure skating skill I knew with a type of creative mastery I had never seen before. It was like staring at a black swan or a dark Angel; cynical, evil and yet still so beautiful. I dared not interrupt him, I could never. I bet even Charles doesn't know that the reaper has this side of him. Watching him, enchanted by his graceful gliding on ice, the ease, the calmness, the effortlessly magnificent transition between a skate and a technique— made me start to think that perhaps there is some life somewhere inside that black heart and it was responsible for this polar opposite persona before my eyes.Unconsciously, I noticed that the melody of the music started to fade slowly. The song was coming to an end. He was about to draw the curtains with a finishing act. My heart started to beat faster because of the anticipation. I squeeze
CATALINA “Hey what took you so long,” I asked Charles while he was carefully opening the passenger seat door. “Nothing.” He stepped aside, gesturing like a butler to the seat. “After you.”“Thank you.” I flashed him a warm smile then hopped right in. He shut the door nicely. Then went round to the driver's seat. We drove in tight-lips, the car sinking into a quiet as dead as midnight. The whole while Charles kept his eyes on the road and his fingers knotted with the steering wheel. Perhaps it's just me but he looked pensive. Something definitely happened in there. “You want to talk about it?” He glanced my way and focused on the road again. “Talk about what?” He finally spoke but his voice was flat like the look on his face.“You know what I’m…” I paused and took a deep breath, this is not a good start. “You and Dr. Fate, he said something to you. What did he say? You've been so… I don't know… cold since you got out of his consultation room.”“He didn't say anything.” He murmured t
CHARLES Unknowingly, a grin planted itself on my lips and refused to leave. I stayed fixed by the door watching Catalina, with hands on her hips and a grimace on her face while she beefed with Fate. No doubt Fate was enjoying it. “You know what, I think you are a fraud. Carrying curses from a past
CHARLES“After you,” I said, pooping the backseat door open from her. “Thank you.” She beamed, flopping in with a gentleness that I couldn't help but admire. She was careful with placing her legs in the car, minimizing the area where the dirt in her shoes affected.I shut the door, my lips curled i
CHARLESI felt him leave the house, literally. The room warmed out, the coldness faded, the lights brightened and the flowers began to unwither.I clicked my tongue, stilling my gaze on the watches in glass cases on the shelf. They were restarting, reverting back to normal. Just by standing there,
CATALINA I was half awake the whole ride to Charles’ place. Don't ask how. Well maybe half awake if a bit too much exaggeration. I remember opening my eyes but I was passed out for most of the ride. I faintly recall the words William had said to me but I did remember one thing — he was over speedi







