• Sheila commented on the post, shutters 7 months, 2 weeks ago

    The shutters crashed loudly against the side of the house. Rachael woke with a start, her heart pounding fiercely in her throat.

  • Sheila commented on the post, modest 4 years, 11 months ago

    The accommodations were modest compared to Helene’s house, but there was enough space for them to set everything up if they were careful.

  • Sheila commented on the post, bourbon 5 years, 1 month ago

    The bourbon burned viciously on it’s path from to her stomach, but it failed to erase the taste of whatever it was that had died in her mouth. She grimaced, blinking heavily in the dim light as she slid the glass across the surface of the table.

  • Sheila commented on the post, wheelchair 5 years, 1 month ago

    The wheelchair was a solid weight beneath her, wheels bent slightly from the beating she had given them, stubbornly still now despite her desperate need to continue moving forward.

  • Sheila commented on the post, tracking 5 years, 1 month ago

    They’d been tracking them for what seemed like months, morning and night melding together into a kaleidoscope of muted colours beneath the thick bowers of the trees. Autumn’s firm grasp still lingered here, the reds and golds at odds with the frosted breath of Winter creeping along the forest floor.

  • Sheila commented on the post, dwell 6 years, 8 months ago

    I try not to dwell on the thought, though. There’s an ache looming on the edge of thoughts like those. It’s a twist in my memories and I know it’s there, but it’s something stronger than my will. I can’t fight it. […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, mystery 7 years, 4 months ago

    It’s never the same, he muses, bringing the mug slowly to his lips. The coffee is cold by now, bitter on his tongue, but he pays it no mind. There are more important things for him to be worried about, now. A loud crash sounds just outside of the door to his left. “Speak of […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, half 7 years, 4 months ago

    It was a half measure – it always was though, wasn’t it? No warmth, just fear. Caution-filled words released into a pervasive silence. Downcast eyes and hesitant steps. Anything to avoid what was happening. And it wasn’t right – they knew it wasn’t – but they did it anyway because it was simple. It was […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, domestic 7 years, 9 months ago

    A shudder went through him. It was this almost-domestic nightmare that had sent him running for the hills when all of this had started.

  • Sheila commented on the post, mole 7 years, 9 months ago

    “What? You’re telling me that you’ve been a mole this entire time?” she asked him, her words dripping with amusement. A pregnant silence filled the room. Christopher didn’t need to answer her; the guilt woven into his stance spoke volumes. The smirk slid from Rachel’s face as all of the pieces of the puzzle fell […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, tempted 7 years, 9 months ago

    She was tempted to tell him off right then and there, but there was a look in his eyes – something raw, desolate – that stayed her tongue. Whatever he was risking by bringing her here, she could repay by at least taking a moment to listen to what he had to say.

  • Sheila commented on the post, curious 7 years, 9 months ago

    The thought that this might just be a terrible idea circled his mind again. This was what he got for allowing his curiosity to get the better of him, for ignoring his logic. Pitch black frustration rose in his heart, but he stamped it down furiously.

  • Sheila commented on the post, forgotten 7 years, 9 months ago

    Neither of them, it seemed, had forgotten as much as they probably should have, which meant that this conversation was going to be more awkward – more painful – than he had hoped. He shifted uncomfortable in his seat, his stomach knotting. Across the table, he heard Rachel copy the movement.

  • Sheila commented on the post, vodka 7 years, 9 months ago

    The label was peeling and the word “vodka” stared out at her, thick black lines reminding her that she didn’t know him the way she once had. Her fingers danced around the rim of her glass and she watched him from beneath lowered lashes and a veil of caution. “I thought you quit drinking,” the […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, wasteland 7 years, 9 months ago

    By the end, all that was left was a wasteland. Days filled with scorching sunlight and thick, uncompromising air passed by easily, unnoticed. The thick metal walls of the base provided shelter from the elements, but its supplies had long since been exhausted. Few people traveled through the area, mostly fools who thought they had […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, glowing 7 years, 9 months ago

    He looked at her glowing face and felt something break inside of him. So this was what it had come to. This was his end. The people he had hurt, the skills he had learned – they meant nothing, now. They couldn’t help him save her.

  • Sheila commented on the post, bones 7 years, 9 months ago

    They crept blindly down the hallway, feet silent on the white tiles. The frozen air pressed into them, its icy tendrils chasing their fear into their very bones.

  • Sheila commented on the post, console 7 years, 9 months ago

    He had never been one for consoling crying women; their faces would grow red, their eyes would overflow, tears dragging thick lines of mascara and eyeliner down over their cheeks (and eventually onto his shirts). And then there was the wailing…The entire thing was repulsive. He braced himself for the outburst, but it never came. […]

  • Sheila commented on the post, crew 7 years, 9 months ago

    The woman glanced at the group, then turned back to him, sniffling daintily. “This…crew of yours looks like a bunch of heathens,” she said, one corner of her bright red lips twisting with disapproval. “How do I know they can be trusted?” He let a rakish grin cross his face, slipping smoothly into the charming […]