Short Story: Galactic Confessionary part 4.0

Yin and Yang

“It surprised me when I realised what had happened, such a slow then suddenly immediate process love is. I was in the middle before I realised I had even began, worse was that I felt her love for me. A love she too was consciously unaware of, as though our hearts had been conspiring in secret.”

“We embarked upon a love affair we knew was doomed from the start, unable and unwilling to do anything else but love each other. I knew it was wrong, no I was told it was wrong, but I knew, I knew nothing in my existence could compare, could ever come close to the feeling of when she looked at me with love in her eyes. I cannot and will not deny the purity of love.”
Zachary paused for such a long time that the confessionary that according to the higher angels didn’t exist spoke.

“Angel, you know they are coming for you,” she whispered softly in Rubarian, “run, you must run, whatever the soul claims, the higher angels will never allow such a union to exist openly.”

“It is why you are here on Hoxcer?”

“Hoxcer for all its problems is a planet that merely judges you on your personality, uncaring of anything else but that, and that for me is everything. To be accepted for who I am, not what I am. You and I both know how rare such a thing is even in the most advanced and seemingly civilised planets.” The confessionary said.

Zachary’s brow furrowed as déjà vu hit him, the confessionary reminded him of someone.

“What is your name?”

“Shosana,” She said softly. “Why do you ask?” she paused, “Do you? Do you know my parents?”

The partition opened and he saw her face without the haze.

Zachary unbelieving of what his yes saw blinked and leaned forward. “Your mother is higher angel –”

A noise disturbed the words he would have spoken as they both looked to the left.

“They have breached the outer perimeter, you must run Angel!” Shosana said urgently.

Zachary still reeling from the discovery of her origins nodded and activated the telepad, he spared one last look at the half angel before teleporting himself home.


Short Story: So I accidentally kidnapped my teacher part 9

George, expecting Drew to protest at the lack of light, took out his phone and switched the torch on, he dimmed the light and shone the light onto his face and put a finger to his lips, the others nodded, their faces serious.

The descent down the stairs felt longer than the fifteen steps George knew it was, they moved so slowly, stopping twice and waiting in fearful silence when a creaking floorboard was triggered by a poorly placed foot.

The trio stood at the foot of the stairs for a long moment, each one afraid to make the first move. After a long moment George relunctantly tugged them along. They slowly shuffeled to the left as one.

“She’s there,” George said on a whisper, shining the light to his left.

Miss Levy was sat in an armchair her head slummed backwards, her eyes closed.

“O my God! She is dead.” Jamal said, and he sounded like he was on the verge of tears.

“You killed her.” Drew said his voice hushed.

“George would you get that light out of my face.” Miss Levy said opening her eyes suddenly and pinning them with a stare.

All three boys screamed and ran upstairs, slamming the door behind them.

The trio sunk to the floor of the living room breathing fast.

“You. Killed. Her. Now. She’s. A. Ghost!” Drew panted.

George was still too out of breath to respond, so he settled on glaring at him instead.

Short Story: Cyber’s Ghost Part Nine

Jared hovered outside Jade’s bedroom.

“What did you find?” Jade said eagerly, as she looked up at him.

She was stood behind her wardrobe putting some of her clothes in her suitcase, school was starting soon, and she was leaving soon. Jared hated it when she left, the house always felt quieter, with just him and his Mum.

“It’s difficult Jade,” Jared said slowly.

Jade frowned, “What do you mean? Did you find him?” She said, closing the wardrobe door and coming to sit on her bed.

Jared closed the door and walked towards her.

“I’ve found her,” Jared corrected.

Jade’s mouth dropped open.

“I knew it! I knew you could do it!” She said breathlessly. “Justice! Finally!”

“Jade listen to me,” He said seriously. “We can’t tell anyone, people would ask too many questions.”

Jade nodded, but her eyes where too bright, too excited.

“Swear it Jade.” Jared said firmly.

“I swear.” She said her brow furrowing. “What’s wrong? What did you find?”

“Her name is Tanisha, she just lives in Chalk Farm –”

“O my God, that’s not far from here!” Jade said, looking out the window, as though Tanisha would pop up.

“J? What did you find?” Jade said again, her face serious.

“She’s had a really rough childhood –”

“So?!” Jade burst out. “I always hear that excuse at school from the teachers, the bullies are having a hard time at school or at home, well do you know what, so is everyone!” Jade said she was screaming now, tears in her eyes.

“Jade shush!” Jared said standing; he really didn’t want his Mum to come in.

“No! Why are you making excuse, you know I used to get bullied!” She said wiping her eyes. “People always make excuses for bullies, rewarding them when they act like how they are supposed to be acting in the first place! Hard times should not be an excuse for bad behaviour!”

“I know that,” he said hugging his sister. “I’m just saying we have to be cautious, in our punishment.”

“They should get punished the same as everyone else.” Jade said still wiping her eyes.

“Can I tell you about her, and if you still want to punish her harshly then we can okay?” He said slowly.

Jade stepped out of his embrace. “Okay.” She said softly.