Kia Zi Shiru
-
Posts
376 -
Joined
-
Last visited
Content Type
Forums
Stories
- Stories
- Story Series
- Story Worlds
- Story Collections
- Story Chapters
- Chapter Comments
- Story Reviews
- Story Comments
- Stories Edited
- Stories Beta'd
Blogs
Store
Help Center
Writing
Gallery
Events
Everything posted by Kia Zi Shiru
-
I've barely slept and my head hurts from all the crying. I open the backdoor and step inside, finding the house eerily quiet for a Tuesday morning. The dinner table is still covered in breakfast supplies but no-one is to be seen. The sound of footsteps upstairs startle me and I open the door to the living room. Adam is sitting on the couch, his eyes staring into nothingness, his fingers slowly playing with something that looks like a small piece of paper. I walk up to him but he doesn't seem to
-
I look around the school grounds but Vic is nowhere to be seen. I feel sad and relieved at the same time. Maybe it would be better if he stays at home for a couple of days. I look around for Marc and see him hanging around the doors of the school, his eyes fixed on me. He nods his head, signaling to follow him inside. “How is he doing? You talked to him today?” Marc walks to the room for our first class. I shake my head. “No, he hopefully is still asleep. He was doing so bad last night. So
-
I walk onto the school ground and see Vic leaning against the wall in our usual spot. His hair is hanging in his face as he looks at the floor. His shoulders are hunched and to me his whole stance screams 'broken'. I stroll towards him, reluctant to talk to him as I feel bad for not being able to talk to him for the whole weekend after leaving him alone like that. When I come close he looks up, his eyes are hollow, his lips turn into a slow smile which falters before fully appearing. “You oka
-
“I'm sorry, I really have to leave now. I'll call you tomorrow okay?” I kiss Vic tenderly, surprise strikes me as I feel his lower lip trembling slightly and I deepen the kiss before I pull him into a hug. “Please, don't leave. Please, stay for just a bit longer. Just until I fall asleep?” Vic whispers snuggling to my side. I feel bad for leaving him like this but I know I'll get in trouble with my parents if I don't leave now. “It's just for the weekend, babe, you'll be fine.” I fondl
-
The first thing I felt was heat on my skin, a warm wind that was very pleasurable after the dark mouldy room I just left. As I became more aware of my environment I could also hear rustling of leaves far above me and the feeling of soft sand and old leaves under my naked skin. While keeping my eyes closed I slowly sat up and asked, “You guys here too?” A couple of moans answered me from all around and sudden laughs as somewhere near me I heard someone puking his guts out. “Dude, are you oka
-
A short story about a group of old friends meeting up at the seaside
-
Every year he would come back to this place, this same old house. He still owned it after his parents death but he left it after his lovers death. His lover, his life, changed on that faithful night. His life became eternal and his lover left this place and time. But every year on Christmas eve time brought them together to announce another year of living apart. In 125 years he never missed a Christmas and neither had his lover. Neither had aged at all, they both still looked 20 odd years o
-
A short story I wrote for Christmas 2009
-
Oh, shit! I see Jack flee to the living room, hearing him curse out loud. Tom looks at me, then at the door and back. A couple of minutes later the cursing hasn't stopped and my anger rises. Tom stands up and offers me an apologetic look. “I'll get him to quiet down. You take care of Vic.” I breathe deeply and say through gritted teeth, “You should, or I'm gonna make him shut up. And right now I don't know how that would turn out.” Tom softly squeezes my shoulder. “You take care o
-
“Adam, babe, I'm leaving for the market, Vic is going with me. I think he needs to talk.” Tom's large hand is covering the small of my back as he slides next to me on the bed. The concern in his voice wakes me out of my drowsiness immediately. “How bad is he?” “Worse than Anne thought. The cutting is back big time. I think we might need to get him back into therapy. He is holding on for now, but I'm not sure for how long. I do think he is better then when Jo saw him though. So maybe J
-
I laid on my back in the dimly lit room, his hands were snaking all over me. I loved him so much, his soft hands, his urging lips, his husky voice. He leaned next to me on his arm, his fingers now on my lips and I lightly licked them. He eased two fingers in my mouth, I still tasted the sugar from our popcorn when I lightly sucked them, knowing that was what he was asking for. How could I not love him? He was so lovely. “Take your shirt off.” He whispered in my ear, putting his hands betwe
-
I'm both curious and scared out of my mind at the same time. I've seen pictures of Adam and Tom before but this is going to be the first time I actually get to meet them. They seem nice and Vic told me not to worry about it, that they would like me. But what if they don't? What if they don't like me? What if they hate me because of what I did last night? What if Vic only takes me because Adam insisted on it? What if Vic actually doesn't want me around anymore? He hasn't touched me all day,
-
Maybe the booze wasn't such a great idea, but it's too late to regret it now. My head is spinning and I no longer feel like playing the game, it confuses me, and Vic's smell is intoxicating as he sits next to me. I reach out, grab my bottle of beer and take another gulp of the golden liquid. Not the best beer in the world, but yeah, didn't expect anything else from my mum. I lean back and play with my hand on Vic's back, drawing lazy circles as I look at him trying to get a perfect score. His ey
-
I anxiously bite my thumb, Marie hasn't told anyone. At least, that is what I think because my parents would have kicked me out and they haven't, yet. But still, it's nerve wrecking that I'm not sure. They can't know, not yet. I look around the school grounds. No one seems to look at me differently well, not any different from last week. So they don't know yet, right? Right. I look around again, no sign of Vic nor of Marie or one of the girls. I'm not sure if this is a good thing or not. Th
-
Vic pushes his knee softly against mine, making a connection under the table where no-one will be able to see it. I push back and it evokes a fond smile from him. I take a good look at him from across the table. He still looked slightly pale but he had gotten some colour back onto his features. Vic had stayed home for a couple of days after he fell ill at school and it made me realize how much more fun school is when he is around. Marie had been nothing but a pain in the ass the whole
-
Monday comes around pretty fast. We had been hanging around at my place on Saturday and on Sunday we were chitchatting all day. Being in love is so nice, Jack has been glancing at me from the moment I walked into class and I haven't been able to keep my eyes off of him either. We're lucky Marie or anyone else hasn't realized it yet. When the bell rings Jack turns and faces me again. “You up for lunch?” His hand is warm on my knee, but he quickly lets go as Marie sits down on his desk. “I'm hu
-
Jack pushes me against the door, his mouth on mine, his arms around my back. Our breathing speeds up and I have trouble focusing on getting my keys. “One... second... Jack... I need... to get... us in...” I say while Jack keeps kissing me, his mouth covering mine every time I try to say anything. I push him away a bit and turn around, getting away from his mouth. I try putting the key into the lock but Jack licks my earlobe and slightly sucks, distracting me once again. “Please Jack,” I moan “ju
-
It is so damn cold. I'm wearing two types of gloves and my hands are still freezing cold. I look around but don't see Jack or Marie and the girls. I hate waiting in the cold, but to see Jack again it is okay. Last Wednesday, Marie came to me asking if I wanted to go to the movies with her, I politely tried to refuse. That was, until she mentioned Jack would be there too and those girl friends of her, of course. But being able to be with Jack in a dark place, where few people could see us. It wo
-
I lie back on my bed, closing my eyes and replaying the whole evening for me alone. It had been a pretty strange evening. I had dressed up for Vic, in a way I knew he would find very attractive, and dropping slight hints from time to time. Hoping he would show any more interest in me than just for me being his friend. Not that he had shown anyone any special interest when I was around, not to girls and neither to boys. But well, that was also what was giving me hope. The way he looked at me toni
-
I wake up to the ringing of my phone, I yawn and stretch out my arm to get it. I sit up as I answer the phone “Yeah?” It's then that I see my MSN screen blinking and I click on the icon. “What's happening? How are you feeling? Why are you shutting me out?” Adam sounds scared as I read the messages he has been sending. Adam hi hunn Adam hunn? Adam What are you doing? Adam Vic? Adam Vic? Adam Vic? What is wrong? Adam don't shut me out please.... I laugh dryly, “I'm sorry. I got online but
-
I feel blocked, drowsy and tired, but I'm not gonna skip school today. I'm much too anxious to see Jack again. I sit at the dining table picking at my toast but not feeling like eating. I space out and feel my hand sliding from my face as I try to stay awake. “If you're not gonna eat anything I won't drop you off at school,” Anne says as she walks into the kitchen while sorting out the mail. “Then I'll just take my bike to school. It's not like I need you to drive me,” I look up at her and cr
-
When I get back from school, I just can't stop smiling. Jack has been eyeing me the whole day. He almost got kicked out of class because he wasn't paying attention. But even after the warning it didn't stop for more than a few minutes. Every time he saw me looking back he hid and blushed; that was often, because I love looking at him. I bounce around the house and my little sister looks like she wants to kill me because of it. So I go up to my room and login to MSN. While my computer is starti
-
His soft lips touched my skin. Just one second on my cheek, one glance, and there was a girl - same ritual. Now another guy, just a simple handshake. And even after the fireworks my cheek still tingled. I saw him sitting at the other side of the bonfire. His long brown hair reflecting the flames, as if it were burning. His soft blue sweater and his old torn blue jeans looked so comfy and soft that I thought hugging him would have felt like heaven. His beautiful green eyes crossed mine… “W
-
Vic just wants the last two years of his new high school to be calm, boring even. But the kiss from his best friend at New Years throws that out the window. And then there is his past that doesn't seem to stop haunting him. Will he be able to form new relationships and let go of old ones?
-
I'm interested, there is nothing on my to-do list for that weekend yet, though I have classes on Friday afternoon till about 3 and I need to get there from the south of the south of the UK So I might need to figure out HOW to get there
