LOGIN“I'm getting better, you don't have to worry yourself so much, okay? Look, I'm better.” I nudged Lily with my elbow. “See?”Lily didn't look convinced. She sobbed gently now, more quietly. “You're just acting like that because you don't want me to cry.”“Cry?” I wheezed. The little girl was right. Pain ached from my side, my shoulders and the wrist. “Pfft! I'm not crying. I'm just… you know, showing you that my hands don't ache that much.”“You're lying!” She yelled and then she ran over to Nora. Nora held her close, she hushed Lily and asked her to go meet her daddy, “Give Mia and I some time to talk, okay?”“Okay.” Her sparkling eyes looked at me again. “Mia, don't die,okay?”Don't die? I would have shit myself if I wasn't going through a whole lot of pain. I forced myself to smile, and nodded. “I'll be right here I promise.”“Okay?” She waved. “Bye. Let me go see Daddy while you grow ups talk.”She skidded out of the door, leaving Nora staring at me. She came closer, her steps wer
A shadow moved slowly, a bead of sweat fell from my forehead, rolling onto the bridge of my nose and then I tasted it.Salty with an aftertaste of sour when it touched the back of my tongue. My head shot backwards, my weight shifted on the cushioned swivel chair, a gush of cold air rushed around me. My eyes trailed to the source of it. An air conditioner I hadn't noticed until now. The tension around me was too suffocating to notice.“Mr Bradley Cooper, you heard what he had to say, do you agree to these terms?”I glanced over my shoulder. The man dressed in a tailored well fitted navy blue suit was perched my the window, both hands fixed in front on his, his eyebrows were straight.He was meant to be a supplementary lawyer for my case, Bruce had him join us in the meeting. He wasn't as lively as Bruce was but he looked like he knew his onions.“I actually don't care.” I exhaled, running a hand through my hair as I leaned deeper into my hair, weight almost tripping the chair. “As long
“You and I are friends, Nora, and we can not be anything more than that.” I explained softly, not that it did anything.Her gaze was pinned on my chest, lingering down my pants, “That's because that's all you have ever wanted us to be.”“Yes but—-”“We can change all of that today.” her finger crawled to my chest and then my cheek, she held them firmly, stroking my chin and beards lightly. “I've always wanted you.”“Look, Nora.” The sofa cushion pressed under my weight, sinking us both in. Nora clung to my side, her arm wrapped around mine for support. When I was straight on my feet, she followed. I moved away, she followed too.“Why are you running?” She whispered underneath her voice, with a voice so soft I knew it was a moan.“I'm not running.” I countered.“Hard to believe that when you're pulling away.”I was pulling away and fast, the awkward closure forced tensions down my throat, my stomach tightened and the room seemed to burn with heat that was never there.“I'm not running
“You know…” Ben handed me the cup of hot cocoa I asked for. He waited until my fingers were tightly wrapped around the handle before his prickled off.“... If you were mine, you wouldn't be here in the first place.”I lowered my face into the cup, the hot vapor rose to my forehead, the heat from the ceramics was all I needed against the bone chilling cold running down my spine. Even the blankets couldn't help it.“I protect my woman, Mia. I care and make sure I provide for her. If you were mine, that Bradley of a guy would be in jail by now— heck no!” He stopped himself halfway, “He wouldn't even touch you. He's after Ethan, remember?”Ben grabbed the chair by the corner of the room, he dragged it towards my side, the metal scraping off the concrete floor screeched so loudly, they tingled in my ear.I bit down on my lower lip for a bit, pressing my eyes in, “Ben… the noise.”Ben didn't get it, not until he brought the chair to the exact stop he needed it to be. “Whoosh!” He sighed. “
The tiny bells chimed loudly as I stepped one foot into Nora's coffee shop. The aroma of hot brewing coffee filtered through the air, the sound of customers’ voices chatting in low whispers as they crotched in pairs around each table. Mornings were always so busy in the cafe, Nora was behind the counter as usual, dressed in her apron and fancy hair net, taking orders. She barely noticed me when I walked in, her eyes pinned on the cash register along with her notepad.“One ice latte for a Brandon Lynn here!” She announced at the top of her voice, over the towering voices of her customers.A hand flung in the air. “Here! Me! I'm Brandon.”A man stepped forward in a brown long coat and thick mufflers almost arranging him. Nora passed him his coffee over the counter, I watched him flash her a small smile, she smiled back, barely reaching her eyes and then he handed her cash. His lips moved to say thank you but his words were longer.Nora didn't wait, she took his money and stretched for
The hospital hallway felt good. Too quiet. The florescent light above me hummed faintly, casting that pale white glow that made everything look colder than it really was.I leaned against the wall outside Mia's room and rubbed a hand over my face, trying to steady the storm building in my chest. Bradley might not go to prison. The words still repeated in my head like a broken record. Psychiatric evaluation. Mental instability. Legal loophole.I pushed myself off the wall and started walking down the hallway before the anger inside me had a chance to explode. The last thing Mia needed now was to see me lose control.My boots echoed against the polished floor as I moved past the nurses’ station. A couple of nurses glanced up briefly before returning to their work.Normal life. People checking their charts. Phones ringing. Machines humming and meanwhile the man who had put a bullet into Mia's wrist might walk away from it all.My jaw tightened. I shoved through the hospital doors and
Apparently, the male friend I met wasn't his best friend as I thought.Another replaced that position. Another gender, one I soon regretted knowing.Her name was Nora and she arrived just after noon, while the house still smelled faintly of cocoa and pine.I knew someone was coming before I heard t
The first thing that unsettled me about this icy town was how normal it was.No dramatic contrast to the people who lived here and no cinematic shift if anyone around here was to study us, but they were still cluster of buildings nestled into snow softened streets, smoke rising from chimneys, tire
Nora's POV.I didn't plan to go up the mountain that day.That's the lie I kept telling myself as I locked the cafe early, as I slid into my car, as I took the familiar turn that led away from town and towards Ethan's cabin.I told myself it was about Lily, about how long it had been since she came
The weather broke three days later. It didn't announce itself dramatically. No miracle sunrise or birdsong. Just quiet. Stillness. When I woke up the next morning, the wind no longer screamed against the walls, and the snow outside the window had softened into something more gentle.I stood at the







