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1|Dream Catcher

“Rory,” Mom’s voice crooned from my room. “I’m in here, Mom,” I answered from the bathroom, stuffing hygiene supplies in my bag. It’s exciting and nauseating to see the empty shelves that once harbored things I own. “Got everything?” Mom leaned on the door frame door, blond hair tied in a messy bun, white shirt under her flannel jacket marked with patches of sweat. She’s a huge help in packing my things. It might take me forever to box all the stuff I own, if not for her. “I think that’s everything,” I said, giving her a wilful smile. As the day moves closer to this moment, the loneliness I pushed aside now looms over us. Her blue eyes locked with mine. And for a moment, a deafening silence embraced the two of us, broken

2|Ritual or Not

“Detective Grayson.” A man in his late twenties wearing a Class A uniform approached me as soon as I strolled inside the station the next day. “Yes, officer...” I replied, straightening my posture. “Miller.” He offered his hand while his umber eyes raked my appearance. I know I look a lot younger than my age. Mom told me to tie my hair in a neat ponytail - which I did - to add maturity to my appearance. I don’t think it’s working, though, since Officer Miller is gazing at me with wonder - wondering if I’m old enough to have a driving license. My brows shoot up questioningly when he blatantly glides his eyes over my body, probably pondering if I’m wearing thongs or boy shorts under my dark jeans. I’m used to police officers like him - the kind that drives my patience

3|Bed Bugs

After a rough first day at the station, I was finally able to return to my place. The bottle of Sauvignon Blanc on the edge of my bathtub is my company. I shifted to take a sip of my wine. The bubbled water sang as I moved. Lavender and jasmine filled the air with a relaxing fragrance as I closed my eyes. There’s nothing better than a relaxing bath after a crazy day like this. Paul kept his stand firm about the Čuvari Tribe, although it only stayed between the two of us. For the sake of his sanity, I agreed to take his opinion into consideration. I’m still a putty for him, dammit, and it’s affecting my job. He believed his family was a descendant of the Čuvari Tribe, and he studied them for years when he accidentally found his great grandfather’s journal when he was fifteen. Being in law enforcement, we cannot ju

4|Careful There

The investigation on Rivera’s death forced me to endure Paul’s presence. I hated how he acts as though nothing has changed between us. I was tempted to request Chief Perez to hand over this case to another detective, save myself a lot of pain at seeing him on an everyday basis, but my pride won’t let me. This is my case, and he’s the one crossing over my jurisdiction. Plus, he was the one who cheated on me, not the other way around. He should feel uncomfortable and not me.While waiting for the coroner and crime lab’s report, Paul and I are interviewing the people who saw the body first, all five of them. A group of young campers coming down from the mountains were first insight. They called it in the moment they saw the body and everyone had their alibis checked out.Corina, a twenty-three-year-old hairstylist, was the last on our

5|A Name

Two endless pools of misty gray peered down at me, inviting me to get lost in them, to see if I could drown into their depths, framed by illegally long lashes. Eloisa would hide away her fake lashes, for sure. It leads to the slope of his nose, perfect, not even crooked or upturned, down to those pinkish lips. So full and luscious-looking, the sides tipped up into a smile that warmed me inside when it stretched into a smirk.“Are you alright?” he asked. His voice, his accent, and his scent… how can this be possible. It’s like he walked out of my dreams and became a reality.“You… are you the man in my dreams?”His eyes narrowed to slits, something dangerous flashed in those hues. I briefly wondered what he was thinking. The intensity of his gaze warmed my chest to the poin

6|No, You're Not

The numbers ten and thirty were displayed on the screen of my phone attached to the car phone mount, The Rolling Stones’ Sympathy for the Devil croons on a low volume by the speaker. It was drizzling rain when I left Coffee Hut, but the weather had been kinder as soon as I exited the freeway.Because the road was wet with rain and my tires hadn’t been exactly in good condition, I was driving at a snail’s pace. At this rate, I will reach the Vitale estate before midnight, hopefully. The constant uphill and the lack of street lights, or any source of light for that matter, made this trip somewhat melancholic.All my GMC’s headlight spots through the curves of the taxing road were tree after tree. It’s like driving through endless darkness. If the town proper was quiet, this place was eerie.

7|Journal Kidnapping

I have to give it to Paul. He just wouldn’t give up on trying to win me over. His perseverance is commendable but sadly for him, I have no intentions of coming back in the arms of someone who treated my heart like a piece of trash. It’s still there, my feelings for him. I cannot deny that to myself, but it’s not right. It’s already affecting our work and somehow, I’m glad that I’m paired up with a partner with oozing confidence in his abilities - barely. “Officer Miller,” I called my partner from his desk on Wednesday morning. His green eyes narrowed to slit, lips pressed into a thin line while he stood from his desk. He’s mad at me and his feelings are valid. I put him on paperworks for Rivera’s case for valid reasons. He passed out at seeing a dead body crying out

8|Be Myself

“What the hell are you wearing?” Eloisa’s voice echoed from the open screen of my laptop.I should’ve known that telling her about Eli’s invitation was a mistake. The moment I hit the send button on my reply to her question on what I’m doing tonight, f’acetime won’t stop notifying me about her call. I gave in and answered her call, already dressed in a white dress shirt and black slacks.The clothes I was wearing were very unflattering, and it looked as though I was going to interview a suspect rather than going to dinner with that gorgeous Italian. It’s one thing I have to be sure of - if he’s Italian - but the accent gives it away already.“What?” I said exasperated. Even with my side facing Eloisa while I check if I tucked in the dress shirt

9|Hypothetically

There’s a sudden dark cloud looming over our once kind of romantic dinner. Elijah’s lips were pressed into a thin line, eyes trained on me. His hold on his glass was so tight it seemed that it’ll break any moment now. From the folded sleeves of his flannel shirt, I got a glimpse of how the veins in his arms were popping out. “Elijah.” I tried to say his name, and it felt like everything fell in its right place. Me and him, staring at each other. I’m losing myself in his eyes. They’re so expressive, as if they’re telling me something he couldn’t say in words. Everything around me became trivial, the noise of the people ordering drinks in the bar; the couple arguing about where to go on their summer vacation by the booth next to us; they all faded in the background. I

10|Candle of Interest

If anyone would tell me how deranged I became, I wouldn’t argue with them.The hypothetical question-and-answer Elijah and I had were certainly not intended to produce a hypothesis. He asked. I answered, less the hypothetical words.I sighed, hands trembling while I gripped the edge of the kitchen counter. I glanced over my shoulder, wondering how I even thought that this place was bigger for one person in the first place.Elijah, peering at my endless stack of books on the shelf, made the living area look smaller than it actually is. He blends in perfectly on the beach-inspired decoration I managed to put up little by little.I’ve always wanted to live close to the beach. That’s the reason for the white and blue drapes around the apartment. The dark bl

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