LOGINLara
As I watched Eliza walking out I kind of felt uncomfortable. Bring on the social awkwardness. No matter how old I am, I will always be this. “Do you want dessert” Orion asked. “Um, no thank you” I responded. I looked at the table and most of the food was gone. I really wanted to have dessert, but I do not know what or how to act with Orion sitting right in front of me. My whole body is tight. I had to tell myself, just treat him as if he was Eliza. Or any other friend that I have. Ok, I don’t have many friends. Honestly, I’d rather be here by myself than to sit across Orion. “Ok, well do you mind sitting with me while I have dessert” he stated. My right eyebrow lifted. He noticed it and smiled. “We can catch up more. There wasn’t much of an opportunity to get to know each other back then, but now, why not” he said. I had to take a beat and think about it. Ok, I am 38 years old. My experiences have never given me life long close friends. Not that I’m complaining about it. I’m just cautious. Especially since I have always opened my heart and welcomed friendship, but for some reason, I was always left behind or not included at all. It’s totally true when they say adolescent to young adult experiences never leave the person. And if there is pain included in that experience, that person can never forget. I wish I could have amnesia sometimes. Not remembering would be quite nice. I better never say that out loud or else it might really happen. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. If you want to leave that’s ok too. I’ll pay for the meal” he said. “Actually, I already told Eliza I was going to pay for it” I said. “No, I will pay” he argued. I put a smile on my face, “Eliza and I had already discussed it before hand and she already knows I was paying for tonight” I tried to enforce my place. I really didn’t want to owe him anything moving forward. “No, I will pay” he said. His voice was cold, and his face reflected how he sounded. I was confused. What did I do? “I don’t understand, it’s not a problem. This was what I was going to do anyways. Eliza knows that” I said with a low voice. I wasn’t scared, I just didn’t know why he got mad. “Look, Eliza and I are friends. We don’t normally hang out, but when we do, I never let her pay. Since she already knew that I was coming, she already understood that I would be paying for tonight. So, I know for a fact that she did not still expect you to pay” he said forcefully. Ok, did I just get tingles. This was interesting. I had no idea how to respond. Normally, I would lash out at anyone who spoke to me like that, but I was leashed. Why? “I didn’t know that you and she had previous understanding when hanging out. And it’s rare for anyone else to pay for me” I finally said. “Look, I want to get to know you more. And I want you to get to know me more. And since I invited myself, I’ll pay. Plus, this is how I am with Eliza, so why can’t it be extended to you too?” he said. I am having a really difficult time with this. I don’t know why. I remember once upon a time I would have agreed straight away, but the person I have become today does not want to owe anyone in the future. “Please let me pay the bill. You won’t owe me anything. Think of it as a welcome back to Fort Lauderdale gift” he said with a smile. I bowed my head a bit and said, “Ok, thank you.” “Now that is settled, do you want dessert” he asked. “Thank you but no dessert for me” I answer. With that answer, Orion asked for the bill, paid, left a tip and he walked me out to my car. I unlocked my 2010 white Lexus 350. I love this car. It’s a midsize SUV to be exact. He opened the driver’s side door, and I was about to get in, but he stopped me by saying, “about Nate, why don’t you want him to know that you are here.” I sighed as I continued to dump my handbag on the driver’s seat. I thought about it, if Nate ever found out that I was back in the state he would look for me. He is the only one that I know would literally look for me. Even after all these years. “Do you still talk with him” he asked me with a frown on his face when I hadn’t said anything yet. “No, it’s been a long while since he and I have had any communication” I responded. He looked at me and I was afraid that he would ask more questions. “Can we not talk about him” I asked as I leaned my back against the back driver side door. He kept looking at me, his frown still on his face. Orion finally asked in a whisper, “did you use to love him, and do you still love him?” I closed my eyes; this was a difficult question. “And don’t lie about it. I really want to get to know you. Your past can’t be changed. My past can’t be changed. I would like for us to at least keep an open mind with each other. We might end up being just friends, or we might like each other” he continued in his whispered voice. I saw sincerity in his eyes. “Can I not answer that question” I asked him while my eyes were watching my feet toe a pebble on the ground. He was silent for a while. But the silence was drawn out for too long, so I looked up at him. It seemed like he came closer to me. “Alright. Where’s your phone” he asked me. I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone. “Text my phone now, so I have your number. More importantly you have my number, and when you want you can call or text” he stated. I was a bit surprised when he said that my mind couldn’t catch up. “Hop in I’ll close your door” he continued talking and I just followed whatever it was he was saying. I turned around, got in, started the car, then rolled my window down. He leaned into the open window and said “Drive safe” then he leaned further and kissed me on my cheek. I gave him a tight-lipped smile then drove off. It didn’t take me long to get home. I parked in the garage and went into the house. The house was quiet. It’s just me now. I’ll get used to it eventually, though I have to admit that I feel lonely. But I am not going to dwell on it. This feeling is just temporary. At least, I hope. Shaking that thought out of my head, I went to take a shower. When I was finished, I sat on my bed thinking about this point in my life. My job starts tomorrow night, so I’ll stay awake just a little longer to slowly adjust working the graveyard shift. Looking at the time, it’s only 10pm, so I looked for something to watch on one of those streaming networks. No matter how many streaming services or channels I have, there is always nothing good to watch. So, my thoughts drifted to Orion. Orion was 6 feet 1 inch tall with a well-muscled body. He wasn’t disgustingly muscled but just buff enough to be awesomely proportioned to his height. His face features was sharp and chiseled, but friendly. His eyes, oh my goodness, when those eyes looks your way, you are held captivated. The voice that comes out of his mouth is deep and rolls over your body like a tangible touch. He was the whole package. So, basically, I was intimidated. It will never happen between the two of us, I thought. Then, went back to reading another romance novel.
LaraCrown didn't move.“What did you hear?”“Help me.”His attention shifted from the computer to me.“Your voice?”“No.”“The one you normally hear?”“Yes. No.” I rubbed my forehead. “Yes, I normally hear that one. No, this wasn't that one.”Crown stared at me.“This is becoming a terrible conversation.”“That depends on what you were searching for.”I looked at the computer.“I liked you better when you were Tasty Chocolate.”Silence.I closed my eyes.Why did I say that out loud?“When I was what?” Crown asked.“Nothing.”Silky Vanilla is going to be jealous.I pointed at absolutely nothing.“Shut up.”Crown's eyes followed my finger before returning to me.“Lara.”“Still not talking to you.”“You were a moment ago.”“I've changed.”“Clearly.”I pushed away from the computer.Crown glanced at the screen again.“We're calling Koa.”“No.”“Yes.”“I don't need Koa every time something weird happens.”“At the current frequency of weird things happening to you, I disagree.”“That's rud
Number One found the frightened woman where she expected to find her. She was sitting on the floor near one of the structures, knees drawn toward her chest. She wasn't crying. She wasn't shaking. She was waiting. Operator stood beside Number One. Neither spoke for several seconds. The frightened woman noticed them. Her shoulders tightened. Number One assessed the response. Fear. Anticipation. No immediate attempt to flee. Better than before. Not sufficient.Number One: “Stand up.”The woman stared at her.Shelter Woman: “Why?”Number One: “We're going to try again.”The response was immediate.Shelter Woman: “No.”Number One looked at Operator. Operator stepped forward.Operator: “The previous attempt failed because the transition was too abrupt. We will reduce the progression.”Shelter Woman: “No.”Operator: “You will remain here. We will begin with—”Shelter Woman: “No.”Operator stopped. Number One considered the response.Number One: “You haven't heard the procedure.”Shelter Woma
Mr. Green had been on the conference call for nearly forty minutes.There were still companies to run.Problems requiring decisions had not stopped occurring because an injured woman was asleep in his bedroom, his daughter was recovering memories she couldn't explain, and Hunter had taken up temporary residence in the adjoining room.If anything, the accumulation of personal complications made ordinary business almost appealing.Ordinary problems generally came with numbers.Numbers behaved.He sat at the long table in one of the smaller meeting rooms in the main residence rather than returning to the Green Building. Several documents were open on the screen in front of him. Four people occupied separate windows on the monitor.Taryn sat several feet away with a tablet.The door remained open.Mr. Green listened while one of the men finished explaining a discrepancy that had required considerably more words than the discrepancy deserved.Mr. Green: “No.”The man stopped.Man: “No to t
Number One stood before the opening again. The blue beyond the wall remained unchanged. So did the distant glow. She had begun measuring Lara's absences, but without a reliable measure of time, the information was nearly useless. Sometimes the visitor returned quickly. Sometimes the absence felt considerably longer. But she always returned. Number One turned away from the breach. The Operator was waiting. She had not needed to summon her. The restoration of consciousness had changed things inside. Connections that had once been distant were becoming easier to reach. That presented advantages. It also presented problems. The frightened one had nearly overwhelmed them. The Operator approached the damaged wall and examined the opening. Number One watched her perform nearly the same assessment she had performed herself. Direction of force. Debris. Fracture. Unknown space beyond. The conclusion would be the same.Operator: “We have to get those pieces back.”Number One looked through the o
The MindscapeThe hole remained. Number One had checked. Then checked again. The fracture had not changed since the visitor left. She crouched before the opening, studying the broken stone for details she might have overlooked. There were none. The debris remained beyond the wall. Outside. Evidence of direction. Evidence of force. Evidence that her first conclusion had been incorrect. Nothing had entered. Something had left. What concerned her was that she could not determine what. She stood and looked through the opening. Blue stretched beyond it. Open. Fluid. Without structure. It was unlike anything within this place. No rooms. No paths. No barriers. Far in the distance, the soft glow remained. She had watched it for what felt like hours. Perhaps it had been hours. Time had become difficult to measure. The visitor appeared and disappeared without pattern. Lara. She had given a name. Whether it was accurate remained undetermined. Number One had inspected the opening after Lara disap
LaraI knew what was happening this time. That was new. There was no sudden terror. No desperate attempt to wake myself. No sensation of being dragged somewhere I didn't belong. The warehouse simply began to fade. Orion's voice became distant. The weight of my body against the couch disappeared. For one strange moment, I knew I could fight it if I wanted to. I didn't. I'm going somewhere again. That realization should have frightened me considerably more than it did. Instead, I let go. Darkness folded around me. Then I was standing. I looked down at my feet.“Okay.”At least I had feet. That seemed like progress. I lifted my head.“Oh.”The world around me was murky. Not completely dark. There was enough light to see, but it seemed reluctant to illuminate anything. The sky was a heavy gray with no visible sun, moon, or source for what little light existed. A narrow path disappeared into thick woods on my left. Farther ahead stood an old farmhouse with a barn beside it. Beyond that was
BreakupEarly morning in Lara’s apartment. She decided to break up with Nathaniel. To Lara it seems to be the best choice. She wanted to be in a loving, trusting, comfortable relationship, but this. This thing between her and Nathaniel isn’t what she thought a relationship should be. “I don’t see
Upon waking I took a shower and got ready for work, I decided to text Orion. TEXT: Lara: Good Evening! After sending the text I was wondering what I wanted to eat. The thing is, I never know what I want to eat. Basically, it’s never fun or fulfilling to cook for myself. It feels lonely. So, I
Orion“Bossman, why you here, man” Marcus asked as he spotted me walking into the shop. “Why not? If I don’t come, you guys might get into trouble and burn this place down” I said in a teasing way. “Ha ha, not even, you really helped all of us out, so we owe you. There is no way we would intenti
LaraI’m starting to get to know my way around the hospital. Being in a new environment is exciting, but patients are still the same. It’s a good thing that I like what I do. Even though I only draw blood from these patients, it makes me feel that I am helping in some way. A very small way. Eve







