The mind holds so many traumas, a plethora of past lives, and it takes longer to heal but as Clarissa found out harder to heal.
A psychologist's couch is where she sought refuge on this rainy April afternoon. Clarissa was hesitant to open up because saying what her ex had done out loud made her feel as if she were reliving the torture all over again. She looked to the clouds from between the slits of the dusty blind. The sky was powder blue mixed with the cotton shape of the clouds made the sky look like it was painted. During the silence that came after each beating, she often wished she could live in the clouds. She chose to believe that magical village existed in the sky that could only been seen from the corner of your eye. She was snapped from her happy daydream when the Psychologist cleared his throat.
"So, Clarissa, what brings y
A few days prior Clarissa received a letter informing that she was being called up to appear as a witness in a trial against her ex.She fixed her dress and combed her hair staring into her reflection. Today was the hearing and there was a variant of feelings coming at her. On one hand, her ex was getting tried and the karma he deserved but on the contrary, she would have to face him in front of strangers on top of keeping her composure. She felt a hand on her shoulder, Dean had dressed smartly for the occasion. He had been her rock throughout this process and such a wonderful friend to her. Clarissa's parents had flown from Alaska to see her. After, the trial her parents wanted to meet with her privately.Clarissa stood there stoically answering and retelling the judge an
Clarissa's morning had been notably productive. She had baked a couple of blueberry pie, scrubbed the bothy from top to bottom. Fixed the door hinge and reset the mouse traps. The timer dinged, and Clarissa tested the oxtail soup she was making for herself and Dean's lunch. The day overall was pleasant and placid for a change. She had taken a walk, and passed by some Donkeys on her way home. By the time Clarissa had finished her list of chores her feet ached and were starting to blister. She sighed removing her shoes, the cool floor eased the pain between her toes. The house seemed to be empty but Dean was probably out fixing the fences or getting some miles in before he went to bed but a thump from the other room killed that theory. She entered the living room; the TV was le
Chapter 1 – Star-Crossed SignsOrdinary days are filled with extraordinary people who just want to have peaceful and happy times so in that way aren't we all like Kendrick Samuels.Freshly baked cherry muffins were plopped onto the table to cool by Kendrick who was trying to avoid hitting her massive baby bump. She puffed removing her floral oven mitts, and took a small break. Kendrick had been awake just as the sun began to ascend in the horizon. She was seven months pregnant, and feeling every backward side effect that comes with creating life. As her pregnancy progressed, she found herself needing less sleep but getting more winded with each task. Her husband Justin was very considerate about it, he took up most of the homesteading duties they normally shared, and gave her hug when he had a few minutes to spare. Her husband was
Justin paced back and forth in the deepest part of the basement; guilt washed over him. "What have I done?!" he screamed to the walls Kendrick didn't deserve a verbal lashing but he was unnerved by this experience. The last time he saw those agents they were hauling him away to a prison cell to be tested on. He kicked a chair, and searched the recesses of his mind for an answer. Yet he couldn't find a definitive on, his otherwise all-knowing mind had become a barren wasteland. Could it be that he had spent so long pretending to be human that he had lost touch with his whole self. He caught the image of himself, and Kendrick on their wedding day on the table. He sighed, breaking free from his wallowing. At the moment, the most important thing had to be Kendrick, and his unborn son.Kendrick took a deep breath trying to figure out
Two bulky men wearing suits were searching around. They had already ransacked the house before killing every animal on the property. Justin felt enraged by this, and his fear for Kendrick grew exponentially. She had gotten away but only by a few miles. These agents wouldn't stop for anything. Justin patted his thigh trying to steady his nerves. He kicked a few pine cones, one of them hit a rabbit grazing nearby, causing it to hop away after shooting Justin a dirty look. He sighed fighting the spasm that was inflicting his eye. Sleeping had been difficult, including the stress he had prior to this, the circumstances weren't helping his psyche at the moment. On top of that, he had no clue how he was going to break the news to Kendrick. She loved those animals just as much he did. He sat down crossing his legs; he had to contact Kendrick, in order to warn her. He projected himself long enough to deflate the tires on the Jeeps belonging to th
Hybrids were considered a topic of national security, and only those who were registered were allowed to live on earth.Kendrick was fused to the spot in which she stood, Mr Moliere, a man she just met had proclaimed that he could save her family when he's never met her or Justin before. Her mind was zapped, and the whispers that kept floating into her mind didn't help. Kendrick tried to make sense of the situation, and use logic, maybe this incident could be a mistake and that her husband got confused with someone else who has the same name. Kendrick held her head as pain creeped into it. Mr Moliere guided her over to a chair before rushing into the kitchen. Kendrick stared into the burnout fireplace. Confusion struck her "How can he be making a drink? This place has no power." She thought trying to stand when Mr Moliere appeared, easing her down.
Mr Moliere tapped his foot and fixed his silver wave in the mirror as he waited. The door knocked three times. Mr Moliere gave himself one last once over in the mirror before answering the door. In front of him stood Mrs Noricum with her two associates, arms crossed with stiff upper lips. Mr Moliere moved aside letting them in before closing the door behind them. Mrs Noricum was the first to speak "So, where is she? Don't forget you still have your end to deliver." he cleared his throat playing with his hands "I sent her out this morning, she should be back soon. I figured a surprise attack would be more effective." He said gulping at the hateful glare Mrs Noricum was giving him. She pulled out a pistol, and fired. Kendrick had completely devoured her lunch. After, cleaning up she watched a doe with its mother as they grazed on
In the glove box, amongst old candy wrappers, sitting against crumpled receipts the inscription on Kendrick's wedding ring glowed. "We are one, and the universe is ours." she had bawled hearing that as they did their vows. Justin had proven his love for her every she had doubted him. She missed his voice, and the musky smell of his hair. He had to forgo washing in the past due to an allergy he had developed to certain soaps but when he did, he still smelt like pine. She sat in the car with Gemini who was up against the window sitting in the backseat. She waited on Dr Greenwell who was in the process of carrying things from the homestead since Kendrick was too far along to life heavy objects. She stretched her hand back to pet Gemini who nuzzled, and licked her hand.In a cell underground Justin felt a drop of water dripping onto