A Letter to mom
I was up early, making sure that I saw you before you went to work,before I went to school. I loved being with you in the morning time . It was so quiet and peaceful. Just us. I remebered you always had something pretty on,wether it was a dress and tennis shoes or jeans and a new flowy shirt. (As i'm writing this I'm actually realizing how much I get my fashion from you.) I also remember the smell of your perfume and how you'd sometimes spray just a tiny bit on my wrist, so that I could smell good like you. I even remeber the time, you didnt wake me up because you wanted me to get some extra sleep and when I woke up and realized that you had already left, I went nuts. I was crying, couldnt find my clothes, giving my big brother a hard time so we ended up missing the bus. My dad had to take us to school and I remember him being so confused as to why I was so upset. Running through my head was thoughts of never seeing my mom again. What if you got in a car wreck? What if you wouldnt be able to come home after work? Once I did see you after school I was so happy and you promised me you would never do it again, and you didnt. But, this particular morning was different. As you got the rest of your things like your lunch bag, your purse, and paper work together and began to finish the rest of your coffee you asked me out of the Blue, "What would you do if your little sister got hurt really bad, or if you weren't able to see her again?" My little eleven year old mild was caught off guard a bit. I wasn't sure, I hadn't thought about it before. I felt really sad. She observed me and asked once more, "What would you do?" I folded my arms and looked down mumbling the words, "I dont know." My little sister was so annoying to me, she always followed and always wanted to play with me. Whenever our cousins would come over, I would make sure that she had enough toys to herself, so that she wouldn't play with us and annoy us. I felt like she always got what she wanted,whenever she wanted, however she wanted it; it wasnt fair. She always got me in trouble when she would pass a lick and when I returned the favor, would cry to our parents, and I would get in trouble. I looked back up at you to read your expression.You leaned on the counter and said, "How would it make you feel?" "Sad." I replied "Blake, you only get one sister and she loves you very much, but you are so mean to her. You dont let her play with you and you always say "no" when she wants you to play with her. You are a big sister and you are not being a good one." My eyes watered a bit. I hadn't realized that she loved me, and wanted to play with me,or even cared about me. I only saw her as a annoying little sister. I looked back down at the White kitchen floor. You looked at me and said, " Think about what I just said Blake, long and hard." You hugged me as usual and told me to have a good day at school. I got ready and would take a look at my little sister as she got ready and felt so guilty. From that day on I made it my business to be a better big sister. I played with her more, to the point that I would ask her to play with her, shed get so excited. We ended making dance recitals ,plays, and movies on your ipad with our dolls. Momma that day you didnt just help me become a better big sister. But a better daughter, little sister, neice, cousin, woman, and person. You made me think twice before I speak and to be kind. To smile at strangers and to say hello to the "odd one out." To work hard, but never forget to stop and smell the roses, to always put a little perfume on and a cute outfit. Thank you, Momma.
"Straighten up. " he said with a straight face. I had panicked and forgotten why we were here. "It's fake, it's not real, it's fake,it's not real," I kept repeating to myself. My brother looked at me again and then back at the field, "We're going to have to get across before they let the dogs loose, because if we don't now, thats an automic elimination, and them dogs are way too fast." I nodded my head in agreement. I was going to follow him because I didnt have a clue of what I was doing. I already knew I was going to fail this exam,but I didnt care, my main concern was getting the heck out of this scenerio. "Okay, on my count Roy," he stated as he leveled himself up, I did the same. "One, two,three-" he was interrupted by a loud alarm. We both had to cover our ears it was so loud. I felt my teeth vibrate, as it continued, "EEEERRRRRREEEEERRRR!" "WHAT THE HECK?!" I saw my brother mouth the words as he looked up into the sky. The sky went from a light baby Blue with White clouds to a dim Gray, then to Black, then to what looked like a unfinished ceiling. "PLAYERS STAY IN YOUR LOCATION!" a loud announcement came over. I looked at my brother confused, "what happened?" I asked while observing the scenerio disentegrate to a large, empty room. The floor was a bland White tile and the walls were White as well. "I don't know," he answered while he looked around too. "THERE HAS BEEN AN AUTOMATIC ELIMINATION DUE TO SMUGGLING OF OUTSIDE MATTER!" I looked back at my brother with a look that said, "What does that mean?" "Someone mustve brought in weapons that werent in the scenerio already." "Why?" "I don't know bro, but what I do know is that's one less pair were going against. " There was a bunch of noise that sounded like machinery moving. "REMAINING PLAYERS STAY IN PLACE UNTIL YOU ARE RELEIVED BY A TGA OFFICER!" "Dang it!" My brother yelled as he slammed his weapon down,"We were almost there!" I wasn't going to show it, but I was jumping for joy in my head. I wanted to get out of there so bad. "Aww man." I weakly chimed in. After a few moments a short man with an all Black uniform, with the words "TGA Officer" pasted on the front, made his way towards us. "Hello Gentleman, I do apologize for the delay in the game, but you will need to place these grams on your left shoulder and follow the given path to exit." The man held out his hand, in it were two devices,that simply looked like to Black buttons. I looked at my brother and he rolled up his shirt and stuck the button to his shoulder, I did the same. It stuck easily to my skin and I felt it vibrate. In front of me appeared a Blue line. "Cool," I said under my breath. My brother looked back, "is yours working?" He asked. "Yeah, yours?" I replied "Yeah,why cant I see your line?" he asked. The man interrupted, "Only the path meant for that person is seen by that person, you can not see his path and he cannot see yours." I nodded my head taking in the new information then asked, " Are they going to the same place though?" "Yes...this time." The man replied. "What do you-" the man interrupted my brother in mid sentence, "follow the given path to the exit please, time is being wasted and the game must be finished." We nodded our heads and said thanks as we began to follow our paths forward.
This was the first time I had seen him this distressed. I understood what I had just done had not helped our situation at all, in fact it made it worse and more dangerous. I had let my emotions get in the way of what needed to be done, and I was deeply sorry for what I had done. My heart was still racing and my eyes were still glowing. I had gained control of myself, but it was already too late. He had his arms over his head, while trying to keep himself together. He paced back and forth, trying to make sense of the situation. It was beginning to get dark and the forest pigments began to dim. The Greens,Purples,Pinks,Yellows, and Oranges all to Grey, to Black; because of me. I stood there silently observing him, trying to understand what he was thinking. There was no need for him to explain how angry and frustrated he was, I could see it, I could feel it. My glow began to dim out, as I had calmed myself completely. He finally took a seat on the ground and took deep breaths. It became very still. "Kelly...I'm sorry." I said. It barely came out of my mouth and it felt as though those words took the strength out of my soul, my heart sank. He heard me and met my eyes. It felt like he was talking to me through his stare. His eyes lingered on me and went back down to the ground, "What are we going to do now?" he asked. I thought for a moment and bit my lip, I didnt know. "You know what? You messed it up, you fix it," he said as he stood up. He looked at me and folded his arms. His stance became guarded and serious, "I dont even know why im even here with you, I would've already been out of here, if it was just me." A tingle of anger filled me. I understood fully the mistake I had made, but it sounded like he had forgotten that he was the reason we were here in this Forrest in the first place, before my mistake of getting us back here. "Kelley, I know I messed up. I understand why your angry-," I said. The forrest was still dimming, and the air beginning to become cooler. If we didnt get somewhere safe soon, we were going to get caught in the freeze. He interrupted,"Do you C.J? because you seem to always understand, until its about you. Its only about how you feel and what you feel, you dont think about anybody else, but yourself,C.J." I took in every word as him letting his frustration out, letting them roll down my shoulders, until I couldnt anymore. I cared, I cared so much so that I was here. I cared so much, but I wouldnt show it through tears, or yelling, I would show it through action. "Kelley, you're right I was selfish in that moment, I was only thinking about my feelings, not the outcome, but Im aware of that, and I already apologized."I replied with a firm tone, looking him straight in the eyes. He stared back at me. "You think apologizing is going to make things better? You think apologizing will save your sister?" My anger turned into Fury as I turned to walk away, I was done with this conversation, before someone got hurt. My sister was the reason I was here, trying to get out. As I walked forward, I felt myself shivering, as I had just noticed how cold it had gotten. "C.J" he said. His voice was calmer and filled with regret. He had realized how he had just hurt her. "C.j" he called again a bit louder, I continued forward as if I hadnt heard a single thing. "C.J!" He yelled so loud it made me stop mid step. The wind picked up and the trees swung violently, and then everything stopped. I could feel my face be filled with disgust and anger. I slowly turned my head in his direction, trying to gather myself not to hurt him. My stare pierced into his look of regret. I could feel him brace himself for impact. "Dont you ever yell at me again." I stated. My eyes stayed on him until he understood my seriousness. The tension of his body fell and he blinked a few times. His countenance looked a bit confused. He didnt move, he didnt say anything. I turned my back to him and began walking towards shelter.
The Lobby was grand and shining from the high ceilings down to the marble floors. It was empty, apart from the young receptionist in a uniform Red blazer. His hair was ashy Brown and coarse, it looked as though he had just gotten a fresh cut. He was very tall and thin, with full lips and a wide nose. He looked occupied by a book of some sort in front of him. The desk was made of Mahogany wood about four feet tall. My feet were uncomfortable from the Black leather heels I had been wearing all night long, so I was walking a bit slower than normal. My steps echoed one after another in the empty building. "Click,clack,click,clack," they went. The wheels of my luggage rolled along behind me, causing a slight vibration in the floor. When I was about two feet away from the reception desk, the young man looked up and met my eyes with a grand smile stating, "Welcome to Warner's Hotel, how can I help you this evening ma'am?" His voice was warm, with a higher pitch for a young man. "A room for one please," I replied, while handing him the cash. I had been here a few times. "How many nights will you be staying?" he asked. "Just one." I replied. He gave me a paper and pen to fill out a few things while he counted the money I had given him. The pen was heavy and the ink a Navy Blue. I finished and handed it back to him. "Thank you ma'am, you will be at room twenty four." He handed me a Golden key and a few towels. " Thank you," I replied and began to struggle trying to gather my luggage and the towels. "Would you like some help ma'am?" "Yes please." He quickly came from around the desk and picked up my luggage and key. "I'll lead the way," he exclaimed with a kind smile. I nodded thankfully and followed behind him down the long hallway. The hallway was a dark Red color with hints of Golden décor. It was cool and very quiet. My room was on the bottom floor this time, so I wasnt able to see one of my favorite paintings on the second floor. We took a few turns down the hall, "If I might ask ma'am, from where are you coming?" He asked as he stopped in front of a door labeled " Room 24." "I was invited to a ball here in Palas, but I'm originally from Grant." I replied. "Ive heard a lot of good things about that place," he replied as he opened the door and sat my things down inside.He handed me my key again. "My name is Erin, it was nice meeting you…" "Pearl. Pearl Laramey," I said shaking his hand. His hand shake was a warm and firm."Is there anything else I can do for you Pearl?" "Actually, there is." I said, reaching into my purse. "Take this off of my hands will ya?" I handed him a tip. His eyes became as wide as a bridge. "Ma'am, this is-" I interrupted him, "Not enough?" I gave him double the amount and he became more stunned. "No ma'am, this is more-" "I smiled and gently tapped his shoulder. "Thank you son." He nodded and then got himself together. "Thank you ma'am." He briskly walked from where we came, looking down at the fortune in his hand and back at me with the cutest smile of gratitude. I loved doing that. I entered my clean hotel room and began to unpack for the night.
A step away
I turned around and walked away firmly, as it took everything in my mind ,body and soul not to cry. I quickly went down the steps of the small house and landed on the narrow side walk. I took deep breaths and picked up my pace as I continued to rush forward. “Please, Elaine, wait!” He said as he came running after me. His voice was high pitched and he had almost tripped down the steps behind me. I knew this because I heard a fumbling and “woah” under his breath. He caught up to me and grabbed my arm to try to stop me. I turned around to him quickly, staring straight into his eyes and stated without hesitation,“let. me.go.” His gaze lingered on me, but he slowly let me go. As I continued forward he kept a steady pace along beside me. “Elaine, I am so sorry,please let me explain” I kept walking. “Elaine, I can fix this, please, just wait” I kept walking until I got to the end of the sidewalk, where my car was parked along the street. He stepped ahead of me and stood in front of my door, “Elaine, I’m not letting you leave, please just let me explain.” He studied my face intensely. I readjusted my purse, because I was thinking about hitting him with it. I looked at him. I was still holding my tears together; my face bare and still. I took a deep breath. “Leland, move.” He continued to look at me with regret. I returned a strong stare. “Please, let me apologize….at least,” he said taking a step closer to me. I took a step back, looking in another direction and took another deep breath. I didn’t say it, but I was giving him a chance to speak as I stood there. He understood me quickly and stated, “Elaine, I was being absolutely stupid and selfish and dumb, and- and I wasn’t thinking about you at all at that moment. I wasn’t thinking about how much it would hurt or embarrass you at all… I promise that I was not trying to gossip or talk bad about you, it just came out in a natural conversation. I take full responsibility for how you feel right now, and I will never, ever, ever, ever let that happen again. Elaine, I am so sorry.” My heart did soften a bit, but it had not completely taken away the anger I was currently feeling. I looked at him and his eyes were weary and sad,he meant every word. I wasn’t ready to reply yet so I continued to my door, and he slowly moved out of the way. “ Thank you for at least listening to me, I’m so sorry Elaine” he said as I attempted to unlock the door, but I dropped my keys. He stepped forward to get them, but I snatched them up quickly and placed them in the door, turned it,and got in. He watched me as I started the car, and pulled forward. Once I got to the end of the street I looked in me rearview mirror and could see him still standing at the end of the sidewalk. His head was down and his arms were folded. I turned into the lane to go home and a tear rolled down my eyes and I didn’t wipe it off. I let it roll down my Brown cheek, to my chin. I drove and breathed, breathed and drove. My mind moved,replaced, and replayed what had just happened, trying to find an understandable medium. I turned up the radio and drove.
Pace and Lamont's conversation was interrupted by three subtle, but loud knocks on the door. "Who is it?" Pace asked throwing the papers on his desk into a drawer, while Lamont pressed the button under the desk to shut the metal door on the side of the room. "Keelan reporting." Both of the men looked at each other in confusion. The guards were supposed to introduce anyone who entered the building, the visitor wasn’t able to speak until they had permission to do so in their quarters. "Keelan?" Pace asked looking through the Xray technology, seeing that it really was Keelan on the other side of the door. "Open the door before she gets suspicious." Pace said as Lamont quickly walked to the door, while putting on a calm demeanor. He opened the door to Keelan patiently waiting. She looked at Lamont and gave him a grin, "Thank you." She sashayed into the room and met Pace's confused eyes. "Keelan, how did you get in here?" Lamont asked as he looked into the hallway lined with guards and verification pods. "I walked into the door that you just let me in." she answered, taking a seat at Pace's desk. "Keelan, how in the world did you get past-" he was interrupted. "I'll tell you when you can tell me, what yall have been hiding from me." Pace's face wrinkled and he studied Keelan for a moment. He noticed her calm demeanor and comfortable posture. She crossed her legs and began playing with her coarse hair. Lamont was still trying to figure out how she got past all the guards, with an invalid verification as he stood beside her, trying to silently warn Pace about the piece of paper on his desk. Pace hadn't gotten the message, he was now distracted by Keelan, who was waiting silently for a response. "What are you talking about Keelan?" He asked. "I'm talking about the late meetings, low whispers, and increased security around here," she answered. Lamont snickered, "And who are you? You don’t have A1 auth, we don’t have to tell you anything." "You're right, you don't." Keelan said, keeping the same demeanor. "SOOO, why are you here?" Lamont asked stepping in front of her. " Lamont, chill out." Pace said with a grin. "I don't know how you got through here, and I'm going to figure it out. But, judging by the fact that you did get in here. Successfully. You are really trying to get to something. Why do you think we have "it"? He said making his fingers quotation marks. Keelan sat up a bit, "I don’t "think" you have it, I know you do. "It" is information that is too delicate to even mention out loud… Do you have a pen?" she asked. Pace opened his drawer and filed through it until he found a pen, he handed it to her. "Can I have your hand, please?" She asked standing up at the desk. Lamont stood beside them looking closely. "My hand?" Pace asked standing up on the opposite side. "Yes." she answered. "Wait!" Lamont shouted. "This is the same person who got past all them guards ,you sure you want to give her your hand?" Keelan grinned and studied both of them. Pace looked back at Keelan and stated, "No tricks." "No tricks." she repeated. He reached out his hand slowly and she took it.
The Canopies Escape
Kelley dusted his hands off, his nose bleeding and eyes watery. "You need to leave CJ," he said, staring into the space around him. A tear fell down his cheek and he wiped it off quickly. "Kelley, you were almost just killed! Please let me help you," I said, while stepping in front of him. He wouldn’t look at me, he kept his gaze forward into the night. "I know you don't think I'm strong enough, and I know you don't want me to get hurt, but if you keep trying to do this by yourself Kelley, you're going to die." My eyes filled with tears and I wiped them off quickly. I took a deep breath and added, "How would you protect us then?" He looked up to the sky and let out a deep breath. "Look. at. me." I stated firmly. He slowly turned his head and I looked into his gleaming Purple eyes. I grabbed his head and brought it to mine slowly until I felt his warm, sweaty head on mine. He gently placed his rough hands on mine, his breath becoming slower and slower. My head felt a sharp pain and my body began to throb, I felt like I had just gotten struck by lightning, "Breathe, CJ...breathe." he said softly as he held my hands tight. I began to breathe, but every breath left my lungs dryer. My left eye began to burn and I looked up quickly. My breathing slowed and the pain left. His right eye gleamed purple and his other one Brown,just like she remebered. He studied me hard. "What?" I asked frightenedly. He let out a small sigh. "Your eye… it's Purple again. I haven't seen it like that in a long time." he replied. I looked around in the middle of the woods and I could finally "see" again. The ground was covered with the creatures and their thick, Blue blood splashed everywhere. Fire was on the ground and Black smoke creeped in the air. The air smelled dead and still. The moon lit the night and the trees towered above silently. Kelly reached out and gently touched my back and asked, "Are you okay?" Words wouldn’t come out my mouth, I could only nod my head. "Cj, you have to breathe, you haven't seen like this in a while. Let it process through," he said as he turned my head to meet his eyes again. I was finally able to exhale slowly. "How did you do this by yourself, Kelly?" I asked. "I didn't do this by myself, you helped me. remember?" he said pointing at his eyes. " When you gave me your powers, it... it actually increased mine." The tears that were swelling finally fell from my eyes and he wiped it off softly with a weak grin. He and I embraced for a long moment, his large arms wrapped around my entire waist. The fact that he had fought and killed all them by himself broke my heart. I felt like I betrayed him, and left him alone. He knew I felt this way, but I felt no anger in him as he held me; no bitterness, just tiredness and Joy. His heart was beating fast, but his breaths were calm. "We got to go," he said, grabbing my hands, "We can't stay here long." I nodded my head as he began to guide me into the night. I hadn't seen since we first got married and had forgotten what it looked like. Forgotten how it felt to have powers again, and not just be a plain human.