Have you ever seen a supernova? Not in person, obviously, but on TV maybe? A supernova is the very explosive death of a star. Like the big, massive kinds, not small ones like our Sun. At the end of its life cycle, a star runs out of fuel, and gravity just takes over. It implodes … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (1)
Something wakes me. It's not a dream. Not one of my nightmares anyway. Was it a noise, maybe? It's a nice kind of waking up. Like slowly drifting back into consciousness from a land of cotton candy. I keep my eyes closed, trying to stay afloat in the realm of dreams while my body is … Continue reading First Times – Sam (6)
I hear my front door slam shut, and I'm left alone. All alone. Rashid is gone. I feel numb. It's over. I broke us. Rashid is gone. I felt numb before, but this is different. Rashid is gone. Before, there just wasn't anything in me. Now I know what it feels like to have something, … Continue reading First Times – Sam (3)
When I get up, Rashid seems to be still asleep. I sit down on one of my counter stools and sip a glass of water. I glance at Rashid, who is lying on his stomach, duvet abandoned by his side. My side. Rashid undressed before going to bed, but he’s still wearing his boxer briefs … Continue reading First Times – Sam (2)
I sit on my old bed. I'm mad at Josie, but I know part of my anger comes from my own insecurities. Some of the things she said really hit close to home. What if I'm too young for him? What does he even see in me? What if he gets bored with me? What … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (11)
There's a reason why you won't find the name Franklin Dupree on a trophy for Father of the Year. Probably more like a dozen reasons. All of them scars on my body. When I answer the phone down at Moonwalk Riverfront Park and hear the voice of Bastian Mutters, I'm not very surprised. Bas works … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (8)
I can't remember how long I stayed in this position, slumped against the railing, the rough surface of the wooden lattice biting into my back. The tears have long run out. I'm empty. Void. I feel numb, and it's not just from the cold that seeps into my skin and settles in my bones. Everything … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (5)
I must have dozed off because my phone startles me when it goes off. I answer the call, sounding just as shitty as I feel. "Hello?" "Hey... I found your note. Sorry, did I wake you?" It's Rashid. His voice is sending shivers down my spine, evoking echoes of my nightmare. "Hi... no... sorry... I... … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (4)
It’s a golden October in New Orleans. Rashid is coming back today, which makes everything even more golden. He’ll be stateside for almost two months but with a lot of travelling involved. But he’ll be in New Orleans over the weekends, sometimes more. We talked a lot over breakfast that morning after he told me … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (3)
Dearest gentle reader, I promise I will stop using this phrase soon. I just felt it was important to give you a fair warning. This following chapter won't be easy to read. It's not easy to write for me either. I debated whether or not I should, but I think it's important to know about … Continue reading First Times – Quinn (1)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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