SHORT FICTION

Thursday, 29 November 2012

THE THREE TREES




                                                          The Three Trees

My sister said they were special trees and that they were close companions.
Trees have no feelings I told her so how can they be friends.
She scowled at me then just sighed. "You know nothing" she said.
Now I was scowling at her. "I do so know something and I know trees do not have feelings."
She just shrugged and walked towards the trees. She stopped about five feet from them and spoke to them like they were human.
I marched up beside her and demanded to know what she was doing.
"Talking to the three trees, of course".
"Why? They can't hear you" I said.
Now she was annoyed. "Say something to them" she said.
I rolled my eyes at her and then looked at the three trees. I opened my mouth but no words came out. I didn't know what to say to them. What to you say to trees?
It was winter and they looked cold so the only thing I could think of was-"Our you cold"?
My sister looked at me. "What kind of question is that"?
I don't really know what kind of question that was but the three trees gave me the impression they were cold.

Thursday, 22 November 2012

OLIVIA-Part 4

This is the final instalment of this story and I hope you enjoy it. Next week I will post another flash fiction piece while I get ready to put up another paranormal romance story.
Have a great weekend!


Olivia hadn't noticed that Jarrid was wearing a chain around his neck with a strange gold and silver moon shaped object before. There was a black stone at the bottom tip.
The vibe Olivia got off of it was that it was a part of Jarrid and if removed somehow-he would be at a disadvantage.But how would she know and how would she get it off of him?
That morning at school she set about on a mission. Just as she got her books out of her locker laughter made her stop. It was Lily and the cheerleaders but there was another voice that she recognised-Jarrid.
She looked out the corner of her eye and there he was standing in the middle with these giddy girls giving him more than enough attention.
They didn't see or know what he was. Those girls were nothing but prey to him. He could be choosing a soul that he was after right now she thought to herself.
She stared too long. Jarrid looked right at her and smiled.
Olivia froze as she watched him excuse himself and walk towards her.
Olivia slammed her locker door and whirled around in the opposite direction and quickly picked up her step.
Of course this was futile.
"What" I don't get a sunny "good morning" or even a simple "hi", Olivia"?
"Hi" Olivia quickly mumbled.
"Oh, you can do better than that" he whispered in her ear.
Olivia's chest jerked. She smiled sweetly at him "good morning, Jarrid".
"Much better" he chuckled "That wasn't hard, now was it"?
Jarrid whipped around to the front of Olivia making her stop in her tracks. The other kids went past them not even looking at them standing in the middle of the hallway. It was like they were inside this invisible bubble.
Jarrid grinned and winked at her.
"What do you want"? Olivia's voice was breaking. She was trying to keep in control and not lose it.
"Just to talk, Olivia. I never after all this time had a chance to just talk to you". His voice was soft and almost felt gentle against her skin. She quickly shook the weird feeling away.
"Fine, lets talk" she said.
Jarrid gestured for her to walk beside him. "Let's go to the cafeteria".
There was only a few kids in the room. Jarrid chose a table in the far corner as if maybe he thought their conversation might be eavesdropped.
Olivia sat down opposite him and the moon shaped object seemed to move. The silver and gold melded into one and that black stone shone.
Olivia blinked-maybe it was the lighting in the room. Jarrid shoved a cup towards her.
It was tea. How did he know she liked tea?It even had sugar and cream in it-just the way she liked it.
Olivia wrapped her hands around the mug.  A creepy feeling seemed to crawl up her arms when she touched the mug. She wanted to be far away from him but she knew she had to stay calm and maybe get that necklace from him.
Jarrid quietly took a sip of his tea.
"So, Olivia". He leaned over and his necklace fell forward hanging there in front of her.
Olivia couldn't help but stare at it. Before he opened his mouth again Olivia spoke first.
"What is that, that hangs on the chain? It's different" she said.
Jarrid clasped his hand around the moon shaped object covering it.
"Yeah, well, it is unique" he said.
"Where did you get it" she asked.
Jarrid's eyebrow rose.
"You like it that much"?
Without thinking, she just blurted it out-"let me see it".
Jarrid laughed and then locked eyes with her. Olivia looked deep into navy blue pools of water.
"I'll tell you what. After I do my little deed here, I'll get you one of these".
A cold chill ran through her.
The bell rang startling her. Class was about to begin. Jarrid got up and held out his hand to her.
Olivia didn't take it.
He just chuckled.
Olivia couldn't put her finger on it but he had an agenda this morning and she just knew it was going to happen soon.
Suddenly, Olivia was nervous and looking all around her and at the other kids as if maybe one of them was one of the chosen souls.
Olivia stayed with Jarid. Up ahead was the cheerleaders. Jarid picked up pace. It was like he was on a mission to get to them.
Olivia's chest started to thump. He was going to take Lily and one of the cheerleaders.
"You can't take Lily" shouted Olivia.
Jarrid just stayed focused on his goal. He wasn't listening to Olivia.
They were within five feet. She had to do something.
Without thinking, Olivia reached up and grabbed the necklace and yanked hard breaking it free from his neck.
He stopped instantly.
Olivia stepped back.
His navy blue eyes were now pure black.
"You shouldn't have done that, Olivia" he said.
It looked like he was going to lunge at her but instead just before he was in her face he turned into black smoke and disappeared.
"There you are". Lily was now standing in front of Olivia.
"That was the strangest thing ever, I was just over there with those two faced witches talking to them. They looked at me like I was from another planet".
Olivia threw her arms around Lily. "You're okay".
"Well, yeah, of course I am. Did you hear my story"?
Olivia grabbed Lily, "yeah, I heard you, we all do weird things, just forget it ever happened. They certainly will." Lily just snorted.
Lily went ahead of her into class. Olivia opened her hand and stared down at the necklace. It was actually in her hand. What should she do with this thing-throw it away? Something inside of her told her not to. Then she saw something on the moon shaped object. She took a better look and inscribed on the silver and gold were words.
It read- "I'll be back for this Olivia".


Thursday, 15 November 2012

OLIVIA-Part 3

Olivia couldn't get to the corner fast enough to meet Lily. Usually she was there waiting for her but not this morning. An eerie chill started to dance in her chest.
Finally she seen her coming up the street. A wave of relief chased the eerie chill away.
"Hi" Olivia said.
Lily was looking down at her cell phone frantically texting. Who would she be texting?
"Oh hi" she said as if suddenly seeing Olivia. There was something strange about Lily.
"What's up with you" asked Olivia.
Lily's head shot over a glance at her and by the look on her face Olivia could tell that she was annoyed at her.
"Nothing" she said and went back texting. They walked for a awhile in silence until Olivia couldn't take it anymore and touched Lily's arm. You would think by the way Lily reacted that Olivia's touch burnt her arm. She snatched her arm out of Olivia's touch. "Stop that" she snarled at Olivia.
That was it, she put her self in front of Lily stopping her. They stared into each others eyes and Olivia could tell by her eyes that Lily was not her self, in fact this wasn't Lily at all standing in front of her.
"Where's Lily"? Olivia asked as if the real Lily would step forward.
"Get out of my way, I have things to do". When Olivia didn't move Lily pushed her out of the way. Olivia gasped. Lily would never do that. She watched this person who looked like her best friend walk away from her.
What had happened to her? She could almost bet her last manga comic book that Jarrid would know the answers.
When Olivia got to school she went to her locker to get her books but as her hand touched her lock she heard a familiar laugh. It was Lily.
When she turned to look there was Lily with the cheer leading squad. They were laughing and having a good time like they were the best of friends. They were never the best of friends.
"They make such a cute group, don't they Olivia".
Olivia swirled around to come face to face with Jarrid. She fisted her hands at her side. He stood there in front of her all smug. He didn't have his hoodie today, just a snug navy t-shirt showing off some lean muscle and black jeans. His dirty blond hair framed his handsome face. Steely blue eyes shimmered.
"What did you do to her" Olivia demanded.
"Now, don't get all mad at me Olivia, your friend is happy and I'll have you know that she has secretly wanted to be in that crowd for as long as since the last time I saw you."
Olivia backed up against her locker making a rattling banging noise. "What do you mean"?
 Jarrid leaned in and grinned. "I know everything Olivia. I let you two go then but now I'm back".
"What are you going to do" she asked him.
"That will be a surprise but-" The bell rang telling students to get to class.
"Shall we go Olivia"? He gestured for her to go ahead.
Olivia quickly went a head of him. She got her self lost in the shuffle of kids losing him but not for long.
Jarrid sat right beside her in the next row of desks. This was a game to him and she couldn't let him win. The only question was- how?
Lily and her new found friends sat at the back of the class. Lily never sat at the back in English class. This was her favourite class of the day. Jarrid looked back at them all as if checking up on them. Then he glanced over at Olivia and winked.
The teacher Mrs Sharpe came in and the class went on and nobody seemed to notice Jarrid. He sat there tentatively causing no trouble. They would share glances at one another but Olivia would look away quickly not wanting to encourage any trouble from him.
The bell finally rang. Jarrid never moved as if he was waiting for what Olivia was going do.
She waited for Lily and then sprang up in front of her. "Hey, you want to hang out after school"?
Lily looked at her like she was from another planet.  Lily snorted in Olivia's face.
 "Not in this lifetime". And shoved her off to the side.
Someone cleared his throat behind her. She felt the heat in her body rising. She whirled around ready to slap him and he actually held up his hands like he knew what she was thinking.
"Hey, sorry about that Liv but you know what those girls are like-nasty". He scrunched up his nose like there was a bad odour in the room.
Olivia grabbed her books and marched out the room but not to be left a lone for long. He was beside her.
She stopped. He stopped.
Without looking at him she asked, "What do you want"?
All he said was-" just a couple of souls Olivia".

Friday, 9 November 2012

OLIVIA-PART TWO

The boy walked right past her without giving her a second glance. Olivia watched him as he went down the street. Her friend Lily was off in the distance but it seemed like to Olivia that he wasn't waisting anytime and he would be almost caught up to her.
Olivia's chest tightened with fear. What if he was following Lily? She couldn't let her best friend fall prey to him.
She tugged at the straps of her backpack and followed him. Olivia ran part of the way till she could see him in full view.
He stopped.
Olivia darted into Mrs Dobber's Lilacs to hide.
He never turned around. Instead he continued to walk and not so quickly as before.
Lily was no where in sight. She must of made it home thought Olivia. An almost sense of relief washed over her.
Olivia continued to follow him. She decided to go as far as Lily's house-just to make sure Lily was safe.
She was just two houses away from Lily's when he stopped again.
Lily's chest was pounding. She figured now for sure he would think that he was being followed.
He turned and looked at her.
She was right-he knew.
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Olivia" he asked. How did he know her name? Now panic was settling in. Did he remember her from four years ago or something? Olivia's mind was going into overdrive and she wanted nothing more than to turn and bolt.
Then the boy smiled. "I've seen you at school, our classes sometimes have gym together".
That statement didn't make sense to her but then he seemed like he must be right.
"Your friend made it home-safe" he said.
Olivia couldn't speak.
"I saw her go in to her house. I just live down the street. My name is Jarrid." He stuffed his hands in his hoodie pockets and shifted his feet on the leafy sidewalk. The same coloured leaves laid at his feet as when--
Olivia shook her head. All that would come out of her mouth was "oh" and "um". Olivia could feel her face flush and she started to feel embarrassed.
"Well, I better get home, Mom will be waiting for me. You should  probably get home as well, Olivia".  His voice was this calmness that settled the fear inside Olivia's stomach.
Olivia nodded and Jarrid smiled and Olivia could feel herself turn her body around and walk away. She could feel his eyes on her back all the way to the corner. When she turned she could see nobody.It was like a veil had been lifted when she got back to the corner.
She knew she had never met Jarrid before and they never in her lifetime shared a gym class.

Friday, 2 November 2012

OLIVIA

Here is the first part to my short story. Hope you enjoy.



Olivia was twelve years old when it happened. It was imprinted into her memory. She remembered the dull autumn day that made all the fall colours stand out. The air smelled like Grandma's basement-damp and musty. Olivia, who was at the park that day sitting on a swing could still see those three leaves that were at her feet. One was Yellow with brown spots and the other two were red and burnt orange. She remembered staring at them before kicking at them.
She sat on her swing that day swinging ever so slightly back and forth thinking of not much of anything. It was just one of those kind of moods.
Of course she would get into trouble for this because she would lose track of time and be late getting home for supper. Her Mother would shake her head at her and point her to the bathroom to wash up. It was her Mother's wordless "I give up speech".
But this day Olivia sighed bringing herself back into reality and that was when she realised she wasn't alone. There was someone sitting in the swing next to her and she could tell it was a boy-an older boy-maybe 16 or 17.
Olivia didn't look directly at him, just from the corner of her eye. He was wearing a dark navy hoodie and  the hood was pulled over his head with just a bit of blond hair showing. His runners were white and black.
She could still remember how her heart took a faster pace as she waited for him to say something but he never did.
Olivia's parents had warned her of strangers. Ever since the incident last fall, the same time as this   was, strangers were to be viewed with caution.  Thinking back she thought she had handled herself quite well. She didn't scream for help or try to run for it because what if he had caught her?
No, she had very quietly got up and started to walk away like there was nothing to be afraid of.
The only sound she had heard was the creaking of the swing she had got out of. It wasn't until she was a fair piece away when she heard the sound of the swing creaking and she instantly knew that he had gotten up. Was he coming towards her? She had made the decision to not look.
She did make it home that day but after that she remembered looking at every boy who wore a dark navy hoodie with the hood pulled over their head. And if they had blond hair with black and white runners, her chest would prickle.
That was four years ago and now there was another incident. There had been a body of a young girl found by the playground-the very same playground where she had spent time. The shocked neighbourhood all but locked their children up. Councillors had come to the school to talk to us  about "strangers". We were not to travel alone.
Olivia's friend Lily and her walked home from school that day, at least to the corner where she watched her friend go down the street to her house. She had another block to go. Before she crossed the road she looked both ways and on the opposite side to where she was standing, there was a boy. He was wearing a dark navy hoodie with the hood pulled over his head and she could see his blond hair. He  wore black and white runners and he was coming towards her.