TYLER“So that's what happened, and it's weird,” Johnny said as we walked. “I just wasn't feeling it. She had a fire body, but something wasn't clicking for me.”“Hmm,” I voiced, walking up to his side, “so how did she take it?”“What do you think? She was utterly disappointed.”“Can’t blame her, can we? I would be too.”Johnny looked at me and sighed. “Sometimes I wonder why I tell you anything. You're never on my side.”“Still doesn't stop you from telling me more, does it?”One of the downsides of having a best friend was that they confided in you all their thoughts and secrets. Today, Johnny was telling me about his sexual encounter with a girl last night, which, mind you, the girl found quite underwhelming.As I walked alongside Johnny in the woods, with dappled sunlight filtering through the green canopy of towering trees overhead, I marveled at the beauty of nature that surrounded us. Usually, we would come out in the woods to change, but today we had decided to roam the woods
ADA I didn't go to the bar as often as I used to. I can't really say why, but work, coupled with other things, made me forget about visiting the bar. Now that I had no job and no one around me, I decided to visit a nearby bar. As I sat on the bar stool, taking in the atmosphere, I let my thoughts wander. The clinking of glasses, the murmur of voices, and the scent of alcohol filled the air, blending together into an intoxicating mix. Though people were drinking alone or in groups, everyone seemed happy and enjoying the lively atmosphere, letting loose after a long day. I looked around and peered deep into the crowd, observing each person as they swirled around me all with big smiles on their faces. What could have brought them here, I wondered? Were they here to escape from the chaos of their lives or to forget about their problems for a while? Or were they here just for the drinks? Or, like me, were they just really bored with life and everything? I took a sip of my martini, and
ADADespite the feeling of confidence that had washed over me last night when I spotted the stalker, I still feel quite uneasy now. I can't help but hate that I left my hometown for the city, only to experience the same thing. It feels as though my entire life has changed since I got to know about the supernatural world.I pondered, damn it, my ears filtering away the sound of the drill gun.This flat is the same place where I have stayed for a long time. Throughout all of my time here, working at the office, I have never before felt unsafe. But last night, I remember waking up thrice to check if my windows and doors were still locked. It's crazy, right? My whole life seems insane and it feels like it's just one thing after another, with no end in sight.It's so damn annoying.As I stand in my apartment with the man I hired to reinforce my doors and windows, I can't help but feel content with myself for calling him in. If nothing else, his confidence in helping me out is quite satisfy
TYLERYesterday morning, I told Ada that I would like to come stay with her for a while, and she agreed. I would be going in two days time, and so far, I had only told Johnny.I intended to tell Grandpa and Grandma right now."Hey," I said, joining them in the backyard as they spoke in low voices. "I have something to tell you."Grandpa stared at me intently with his one eye. "Did the ring glow?"I shook my head. "No, not that. I wanted to tell you that I will be going to the city in two days. I don't even know how long I will stay."Grandma looked at me as if I had lost my senses. "You can't be serious, Ty. You know we need to stick together in these times. Going out only makes us weaker."Grandpa chipped in, supporting his wife. "You can't forget that we don't even know what's waiting for us. Going out now, even for work, is very unwise, and you know it."I loved how Grandpa used the term "unwise" when talking to me; it was a less harsh way of addressing one's folly.I drew closer t
TYLERIt was a moment that always brought a sense of dread upon me - the packing of my bags for any sort of travel. And yet, as 8:26 pm rolled around and I had just finished dinner, I couldn't help but feel the familiar rush of adrenaline that comes with last-minute preparations.Sat in the living room with Grandpa, watching the news, I couldn't help but let my mind wander to the impending trip I had planned for tomorrow. Ada was waiting for me in the city, and I couldn't wait to spend time with her. She had been all I could think about lately, and the thought of finally getting to see her in person after not being able to see her in quite a while was gratifying. Or so it felt to me, at least. As the news reports droned on, I finally excused myself and headed to my room, knowing fully well what awaited me. Lying on the bed, I ran my fingers over the covers, trying to muster up the courage to begin packing.It was almost as if time stood still as I prepared myself mentally for this ta
TYLERDarrel told me he had discovered something, and I held my breath as I waited for him to speak. He explained that we were being manipulated, but even he didn't fully understand the extent of it."What do you mean?" I inquired, afraid of what he would say."Well, think about it this way," he began, his voice firm but slightly hoarse over the phone. "Remember that it was Acelia who started all of this. She came to me and made us aware of this prophecy, something we have yet to determine its authenticity."Darrel went on to explain that now we knew Acelia didn't just share the prophecy out of the goodness of her heart—her actions suggested she was somehow involved in all of this."Okay," I said, already feeling overwhelmed by everything he had said so far. "So, what exactly did you want to tell me?""Don't you see? It all revolves around Acelia. I will like to think you already know where I'm going with this.""Darrel, as a matter of fact, I don't."His voice grew a little lower, bu
ADAYou know, today is a good day. A truly good one, I must say.As I slowly opened my eyes, the vibrant rays of the morning sun seeped through the narrow gaps in my curtains, cascading onto my face like a tender embrace. The warmth filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. Standing in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand, I couldn't help but laugh at the wide, whimsical grin that reflected back at me.The question arises, why such a penetrating happiness consumed me in the early hours of the day. So many reasons played their part, intertwining harmoniously to create a symphony of sheer bliss. Perhaps it was the sheer beauty of nature awakening, with the sun's golden fingers stretching across the horizon, painting a breathtaking masterpiece of hues that danced in perfect harmony with the waking world.Or maybe, just maybe, it was the lingering scent wafting through the air, a delightful fusion of floral notes and sweet undertones that embraced my senses. As I to
ETHAN"Come on," Mum said, as we sat on the porch, looking at the dark sky. "It's not like I'm asking you to join a society at the church.""Mum, you know how much I hate churches and the whole concept of religion."A frown appeared on Mum's face. "Don't say that. If only you knew how much it bothers me when you mention that. Whether you like it or not, God is what keeps the world spinning.""Mum, I'm pretty certain inertia does that."Mum let out a sigh. "Jeez. You're so stubborn. Just like your father.""Really?"She started to chuckle. "Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. Your father, sure as hell, is a sick son of a bitch."We both laughed at that."You know what," I said, "I will go with you tomorrow, but that's it."Mum leaned in and kissed my forehead. "Now, that's my son! Who knows? Perhaps you will have an encounter with Jesus, just like Paul in the Bible."I wanted to tell her that if God existed, He should focus on more pressing issues. But I didn't want to ruin the moment,