Category: short story

“you don’t fear it, do you?”

“what’s that?”

“why that you might one day befall the same fate,” she said her hands trembling letting a short breath out. “i don’t believe you would want to share in that type of demise.”

“can’t say i do,” i looked her over, “however, it beats the alternative.” i smirked at her ever so quickly before turning my back on her again as my teeth gleaned out of my whip mouth.

“you’re always so foolish, with words that follow themselves out the door.”

i felt her turn away from me, knowing i was having my jest with her. she walked over to my desk and begin to draw her fingers through my paperwork.

“i don’t recall hiring you as my new secretary, though i’m sure i could find a position for you around this place.” I walked over and slid my hand over hers and followed through to the papers she was eyeing, and put them out of sight.

“what idiot would work for you?” a grin arose on her face.

“oh, can’t say i could describe the person with the type of mentality that would.” I sat up on my desk stretching my arms as i looked out over the city scape that framed my window. “though some have – and with less stamina then you contain angel.”

“well, i can’t spend all day standing around with you – wasting the hours of the day talking of nothing.” she gathered her coat and belongs and made a move to exit the room. “i’ll send word for when we should meet again?”

“that sound’s just right angel, just right. now don’t forget what we discussed. keep quiet of this incident until i can gather the word. we don’t need any hassle from the uniforms down the road. can you do that for me angel?” i titled my head to the side with a half witted grin on my face.

“of course – such a simple task is not nearly enough to discourage me. good day.” she opened and closed my office door quietly and delicately and heard her speaking with tammie outside before leaving the building.

“i just hope i can keep that mouth of yours breathing before tomorrow has come and gone.”

she ripped through two cigarettes before donning an expression of realization that she had just inhaled the last bit of smoke she’ll have for the next ten minutes.
“we should go grab a drink, stop and get some more smokes too.” she said slow patting her pockets in her light jacket.
“i don’t really drink much anymore – and i only smoked with my uncle on his deathbed.”
She smirked and looked me over and slowly shook her head back and forth.
“i forgot how much fun you were, you party animal.” she joked.
i nodded and motioned my head down the road, she smiled and put her head down as we began walking.
“so how long are you in town for animal?”
I let out a sighed laugh, “only for a few days. i have to tie up some lose ends and then i’m leaving this town again. hopefully for good this time.”
“you don’t want to come visit me next year and confess your undying love to me?” she put her hands over her heart and smiled like the devil.
“i’ll have to check my calendar – but i’m quite sure i’ll be busy. not that i don’t enjoy these engaging conversations we have.”
as we walked down the street, the bookstore now far off in the distance behind us, a cold pink neon shone across the street side.

the small corner shop had been there since my father was a boy. my sister delivered the local newspaper for years to the store and was quite acquainted with the then shop owner – but it had changed hands several times over the past decade. my sister stopped deliveries in her fourth year after the owner was held up for the sixty two dollars he had in his cash drawer. my father decided my sister needed to have a safer part time job. he still sent me there for the odd item. i would run into a new shady patron every time, i just kept my head down and got out as quickly as possible.

i met you by the used bookstore near your parents old house. it was early and the sun had yet to fully rise. giving off rays that were barley brighter then moonbeams. no one was around and the lot beside the store only had a broken down school bus. it had been there since the time I saw you last year. only now there were more broken windows and someone spray painted pink floyd lyrics along the side. 

you came by with a cigarette hanging from your lips and a small blue top on with denim shorts and your red converse. you spotted me and smirked as you pulled the cigarette out of your mouth and blew smoke making your lips pouty. smiling as you wave the smoke from the front of your face. 

“is this were we met last time?” as she looked around, “i thought we met by the pool along first and avalon?”

“no it was here, i can’t say that i’m surprised you don’t remember.”

she titled her head and smiled. she went forward to kiss me and i pulled back for a split second before she put her hand on my collar and pulled me in. I closed my eyes and tasted the cigarette in my mouth. and he warmth. and her hand against me. why am i here?