Twice Short 소설 & 이야기

P‌resent⁠. Li⁠am spoke quietly above h⁠er. ‌“I’m‍ not go‍ing anyw‍here.” A pause⁠. “Not now.” Ava closed‍ her ey‌es‌. Not fully believing in forever. But believing in this⁠ moment. ⁠That wa‌s e‌nough. ⁠ For now. She wh‌ispered softly against⁠ him: “You already ruined m‍e‍ twice.”

Placing my hands in his, we left for the hospital. At exactly 10:15 pm the first twin came into the world, followed by the other who joined her sister at 10:18 pm just 3 minutes apart. When the doctor placed them in my arms, I felt complete.

BASH My secretary stared at me as if she was seeing a ghost. "What?" I questioned her. "It is a simple question." "Sorry. Can you repeat it?" She asked me again. Impatience started to make its way inside me. Why no one in the world don't understand that I don't have enough time? I repeated my question to her. "On a scale of one to ten, how likely is a twenty-three-year-old woman like a nineteen-year-old boy who is shorter than her?" This time, I told her slowly so that she would not ask me to repeat it.

They were so blue and intense, the colour almost didn’t look normal. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to actually hit you,” Reese whispered and their lips touched briefly. “I’ll heal.” Troy leaned forward then and kissed her, softly at first but then she parted her lips and his tongue dueled against hers. Troy left her breathless, her knees a little weak and her mind completely confused.

The step completed. Nothing happened. Then— The same moment happened again. Not a repetition. Not a loop. A second version. The wolf stepped forward— Differently. A slight variation in angle. In weight. In outcome. Both steps existed. Simultaneously. Overlapping. Two realities occupying the same space. The world did not break. It held both. Levi’s breath caught. “That’s not—” The second variation changed. Not by choice. By influence. The eye shifted slightly.

"I made sure to make some noise. I didn't want to startle you like last time." Justin flew up and pressed himself against Ean, throwing his arms around his neck. "Are you crazy?" Ean laughed softly. "Obviously." "What are you doing here?" Justin asked, inhaling the already familiar scent of Ean's skin. "We were going to meet the night after tomorrow." "I know," Ean replied. "I just couldn't wait that long. I had to see you, if only for a few minutes." Kissing, they sat down on the bench, their tongues dancing desperately. Ean moved off Justin's lips and let his mouth play with Justin's earlobe. Justin gasped when he felt Ean's hands beginning to unbutton the fly on his jeans.

"I am Ying Xue. You can call me Xue or Snow." Both girls just smiled at each other. Ying Xue had short hair then and had less makeup on. Janny hadn't changed much from now. Come one year later, the girls were both twenty-three and had officially graduated with bachelors from their respective universities almost a year ago. Time had flown fast, and now, thinking back of all their encounters in their office and how they shared joy and sorrow, having no one but each other, Janny was devastated to learn that her friend had no recollection of those precious memories.

Probably his way of taking him with her in this new life. "You're right Nicky. Second Time's a Charm."

“I’ll kill them!” “No, it’ll never stop with them,” I said as I opened my locker to put my books inside and take out another. “Let’s just go to class.” As we leave the classroom I stayed behind to fix the shoelace that had somehow broken in half, as I walked out I bumped into the burly chest of Oliver. I instinctively dropped my things, and my head immediately looked up at the chiseled features of the twins standing on one side of one another. Their black curly hair had wisps of red and their green eyes like their sister's were bright. They were the tallest in school at 6’8 no one dared mess with them except their baby sister. I wasn’t tall I happen to come up to the bottom of their chest, a

“My name is Tunde. And I love you. You know, the Bible says, love is patient, love is kind…” She fell for him instantly. He gave her his number. They began seeing each other every day. For two months, he was perfect—always quoting Scripture, never asking for kisses, not even a touch. She believed he was a virgin, too. When he proposed just two months in, she was overjoyed. Finally, she was going to get married before 25. When she told Moturanyo, her friend warned her to slow down. “Get to know him for six months at least,” she said.