Short Story: The Struggle for Perfection part 4

“I’m sorry,”
Her eyes snapped up.
“Too personal?” He said and he walked away from the door, still keeping a distance between them, as if he knew she was afraid and didn’t want to startle her, but at the same time moving away from the door.
Olivia smiled.
“I’ve broken into your apartment, your personal space and you…” She shook her head.
He smiled and looked at her and she felt a blush hit her cheeks.
“So, I should go.” She said slowly.
“And you are welcome to come back –”
“Really? Just like that?” She said taken aback by how easy going he was taking everything.
“Sure, though I don’t think you need to lose any more weight Olivia, but then I’ve always thought you looked perfect.” He said with a shrug.
He said it so casually, something so personal, so intimate, like he had known her for a while, like they always spoke like this.
Olivia blinked, not sure what to do with herself or the compliments, she looked up at him; his eyes were so brown, like deep mahogany. He saw too much and for once the news didn’t disturb her.
“Well erm, thank you.”
“For the compliment or for letting you use my place?” He said cocking his head to the side.
“Your quite forward, Isaiah.” She said and noted his surprise at her using his name.
“And you didn’t answer my question Olivia.” He said with an easy smile, everything he did seemed effortless, even his posture, his arms loosely folded one long leg kicked casually over the other.
Olivia found herself smiling.
“For both,” She said before leaving.

Short Story: Cyber’s Ghost Part Five

Jared heard his Mum’s footsteps.

“J?” She shouted.

Not wanting to be found in the basement, or what he liked to call his lair, Jared climbed upstairs and stepped through the hidden door and into his bedroom.

She walked into his room looking a little stricken.

“There has been a power cut of some sort, the whole road has blacked out.” She said.

Jared just stared at her for a few moments, then he ran outside.

It wasn’t just the whole road, he looked around as neighbours came out of their homes, Jared took out his phone, no signal. He jogged down the road, then another, and another. He had been jogging for fifteen minutes before he spotted some light. He had plunged almost all of Camden into darkness, with his command.

Bumping into you part 8

Farid

It had been almost two weeks since Farid had seen Andi, even though he had looked for her every day.

“Hey!” A voice said behind him.

Farid turned around in surprise.

“Where have you been hiding?”

Andi smiled her hands full of files, she seemed like she was about to fall over from the sheer weight of it.

“I have a new job.” She said a little breathlessly, still struggling with the files.

“Here let me help you.” He said bending to relieve some of her burden.

“So we probably won’t be bumping into each other anymore.” She said softly.

“That’s a shame I always enjoy our morning chats.” He paused as they stared at each other, “You know I owe you dinner” he said following her to her door.

“That’s okay, really fine.” She said breathlessly struggling to open her door.

“No I insist.” He said holding her gaze for a moment, “I’ll pick you up at eight on Friday.” He smiled as she nodded.

Bumping into you part 5

Farid

“I’m in Hammersmith, so I won’t be there –”

“Your closing the deal first?” Farid asked, trying to reign in his temper.

“I’m sorry okay, slip of mind?” Penny replied carelessly.

“Slip of mind? I’m locked out and that’s the best you can do?” He shook his head as he stared up at the pouring rain.

“Go to the bar down the road, the spread eagle, I have a tab there okay, I’m sorry I really have to go.” she clicked off the phone before he could reply.

Farid shook his head, and vowed to order the most expensive drinks on her tab; he turned and almost knocked someone over.

“Sorry” he said automatically, reaching to steady the small arms of his neighbour.

“It’s okay.” came her breathless voice from within the biggest umbrella he had ever seen.

“I’m surprised you can see from under that thing.” he said helping her close the umbrella which, seemed to be putting up a valiant effort to remain open.

She looked up at him and smiled. “I didn’t want my hair getting wet.” She said sheepishly.

He nodded and glanced up at the weather again, usually the idea of spending someone else’s money at a bar would have appealed but he was tired, having put long hours of work all week, all month maybe all year, he felt a little unsteady on his feet.

“Hmm?” he said to his neighbour. ‘I don’t even know her name’ he thought absently as he glanced down at his phone and contemplated going to one of his friends’ houses instead.

“I said you can hang out at my place until your fiancé gets here?” she phrased it like a question.

He looked up, “You don’t have to.” he said already glancing in the way of her apartment.

“It’s fine.” she said already walking towards her apartment.

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Bumping into you

“I really can’t stand interviews, they are the worse kind of torture, because you sign up for it like some masochist, honestly I really don’t know where my life is going, I’d be more worried than I actually am, except I’m too tired. Thanks for listening Lele I’m going underground call you when I get in.” Andi ranted to her best friend as she made her way back from work.

She worked at a very small firm, she was the secretary, maid, mother and general punching bag for the two almost lawyers that she worked for, a couple of meat heads if she was honest, who fancied themselves high flying lawyers because a few years ago they had won a high profile case, their one and only high profile, that they had sunk into mediocrity and only handled what could only be described as civil cases, didn’t seem to faze them, nor motivate them to seek better cases, they were stuck and so was she. She huffed in annoyance at her dismal life, as she fished about in her bag for her keys, why was it that throughout the entire day she would see her keys but only when –

“Excuse me” a deep smooth voice that really shouldn’t be so familiar and comforting to her said.

She felt her cheeks warm as she stepped back and looked up, way up into the beautiful hazel eyes of her favourite neighbour.