Short Stories

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Summary

There may be a bit of everything. I am trying my hand at short stories as well. There's a possibility of death, love, hate, pain, abuse, poetry, mystery, fantasy. I hope all can enjoy.

Genre
Other
Author
Brassa
Status
Complete
Chapters
32
Rating
5.0 1 review
Age Rating
18+

The Day of my Death

When there’s nothing else to live for, where do you go? Where do you turn when you feel as though no one cares? When one doesn’t feel like they have friends or someone to talk to it can be very nerve wrecking and anxiety does come out even more. But even when it feels like we have no one we always have at least one person to turn to. That person can always be different to different people. A mother, father, friends, relatives or maybe even someone whom they are in a relationship with. It does vary.

I always feel alone because I don’t have any friends in real life. All mine are online. It can be hard to trust people over the internet because you don’t know if they are telling you the truth or just being what they think you want. But there are also those whom are genuine. I myself rather always be myself then be someone I’m not it’s much easier that way.

Life isn’t always easy, we have our good days bad days an days just in between. We may go to work or go to the mall or work out. Whatever your day consists of it can get routine and boring.

Well I try to not get bored even if it does happen now and then. I try to read a book to help or listen to music. Maybe even watch a movie or show on Netflix. Sometimes I even watch porn and play because we all get those urges that we need to satisfy. Don’t get me wrong I rather be with a man then use a toy but I’m lacking the guy part. So porn and the toys get me through and it does feel nice none the less.

Sometimes I just be spontaneous and go for a walk at the mall, go to the bookstore and jsut see what’s new there. The bookstore can be dangerous all the those lovely books I want but can’t have. One day those pretties will be mine. Go get something to eat. Gotta love food at the mall eh. But sometimes something happens that you don’t quite expect.

Choking.

It went a little something like this. I just got home from the mall. I got some new books by my favorite author and put them away and made myself something to eat. What food you may ask well that isn’t important. You want to know why? Its because I took one bite and it went down the wrong way and I started to choke on it. I don’t remember much after the fact but what I can remember is being unable to breathe and blacking out.

~

I wake up in a meadow with wild flowers, bees buzzing around and birds chirping in the back ground. Its very peaceful. I smile as I stand up. The sky is blue with no clouds in sight. Its a nice early summer warmth with a slight breeze. My kind of weather. I walk through the meadow. The more I walk it seems like I faintly hear something in the distance but an put my finger on it. I meander towards the sound with my fingers in the tall grass as it touches my bare legs under my skirt. Its a lovely day.

I continue to walk towards the sound and I t becomes more clear. It isn’t just one sound I hear there’s a few. I hear water, a stream perhaps, and birds singing. What are they signing too though? I smile as I hear it. They are singing along with a person singing. It sounds lovely. I come to the top of this slight hill I’ve been going up and it opens up to this lovely little pond with a small waterfall flowing into it. There are some grown trees around the pond as well as a rocky ridge to get to the top of the waterfall. There’s several types of birds sitting around signing. A Blue Jay is sitting on the finger of the man singing. He is sitting at the edge of the pond with his legs in the water. It looks a though the bird is singing back with him. He has short way brown hair, looks toned but also looks like the average guy as well. His voice is lovely though, I could fall asleep listening to him sing.

“Don’t be shy. We are friends after all, Charlie.” He says looking up at me. I didn’t realize I had continued to walk up to him. I was standing next to him. I blush slightly as I look into his face recognizing him now.

“I didn’t know it was you Max.” I say as my face reddens more. I sit next to him and place my feet into the water. Its nice and warm. My heart beats faster as I sit here with him, smiling as we watch the birds fly around, listening to them sing and the water dripping in the background.

His eyes look golden with the light hitting them and the slight sparkle from the pond. He has always been a good friend to me and I always enjoy spending time with him. It didn’t matter what we did together I never wanted it to end. I’ve never told him that I like him. Been afraid he would just walk away, even though we talk about everything and our friendship is amazing. I just didn’t want to take the chance that he would just frown and walk away from me.

I smile to him when he looked at me. I look at the pond. If I had a swim suit I’d go swimming. He goes into the pond, going underwater. When he comes up he’s standing under the water fall. He lifts up a hand and with his index finger he curls it toward me a few times, wanting me to come in. I smile. Oh well I guess. I go into the pool with my clothing on and swim to him. The water does feel nice as I stand under the waterfall with him. He smiles at me and gives me a hug. I hug him as well not wanting to let go. He leans down and kisses my cheek. I close my eyes and lean into his soft lips.

“You need to fight now. Fight for your life and come back to me.” I hear him whisper as if he was far away. I open my eyes and I’m back in the field laying on my back. The warmth in this day isn’t as warm now. I hear the words again form his lips but they sound even further away now. O try to fid where its coming from but cant get myself up. I feel as though my chest and stomach hurts now. What happened?

~

The pain shocks through me again and reality seems to flood back to me. Slowly and faded. My chest and stomach hurts more now. I can hear beeping by my head and people talking. I slowly open my eyes as if I had been asleep for days and relearning how to wake up. Where am I. The room I’m in it isn’t my kitchen. Its a bit blurred but the room isn’t one I recognize. The talking seemed to have stopped and I notice some blobs for people leaving. My vision cleared up a bit more. Someone is holding my hand and squeezed it reassuringly. I look over and I smile.

“Don’t worry ok your back with us now. Don’t try and talk ok you’ve had a bit of a scare ok. You choked earlier and when I came to visit you you had just collapsed. So I called and got you rushed to the hospital ok. You lost a heartbeat but are back now ok. Charlie I thought I had lost you.” He says with tears in his eyes. Seeing him like this hurts my heart as tears come to my eyes. I rub my thumb on the back of his hand as he looks at me. I smile to him again.

“I’m sorry Max. I love you.” I whisper to him with a dry voice. Why did I just tell him I love him, I shouldn’t have done that. I bite my lip as I close my eyes trying to get ride of this aching feeling in my heart now. He places a hand on my cheek, wiping the tears away that seeped out of my eyes.

“Please don’t cry. I love you too and not just as a friend. I’ve been scared to tell you.” He says. I look into his eyes as tears come down his face as well. I smile as I pull him close for a hug.