How About That?

Love is Electric, Part 3

2007-06-01T06:13:09Z

He woke with a start.

It never happened.

He never told her. He never spoke to her. He never even saw her.
The truth was, Emily Peel didn't go to a private school at all.
She never wore her hair in a ponytail.
She didn't share the same eyes as her father.

It was hard to tell if she even existed in his mind. His confused stare at the mirror on the wall spoke so loud that his wife and son awoke.
"Tim, what's wrong with you?" His wife asks.
"Huh? Nothing. Go back to sleep."
"I should check on the baby." She says.

His head hits the pillow, and the world is dark again.

At 4 a.m. his mind is awake. His eyes open quickly and he jumps out of bed. He throws on his slacks and shirt and throws together a mess of medication. He drives until he sees the brownstone from his dream and parks the car in front. He waits for daylight. He waits for the buzz of caffeine. He waits for the pills to start working.

Most of all, he waits for her.

Love is Electric, Part 2

2007-05-29T01:51:09Z

He stood outside the lonely brownstone with his eyes on the front door. He waited for three hours until she finally came out. White button-up, navy sweater, navy skirt, navy knee socks, and a pair of white flats she saw by a mannequin at Nordstrom's. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail, hair of dark brown like his. Their eyes locked, eyes so similar they could have been mistaken for identical.

"Can I help you?" she asks, looking at him strangely.
"You're Emily?"
"Yeah. Who are you?"
"I'm, uh...I'm Tim. I'm a friend of your mom's,"
"Hi. My mom isn't home..."
"I know. I was actually wondering if I could walk you to school."
"No, that's okay."
"Could I tell you something? Its something your mom doesn't want you to know, but I feel that you have the right to know."
"Okay."
"I'm your dad,"

There is silence. The truth has been spoken, and the only reply is silence.

"I'm going to be late. I should go," she walks, almost runs away. He stands and watches her go, sighing heavily before he finally meanders off to the office. He couldn't have expected anything more from her, but somehow he did. Somehow, he had wanted her to smile and run to him, wrapping her arms around his neck while saying, "Oh daddy! I'm so glad you're here!" But what he got was an expression of sadness. A sadness that couldn't be identified.

He sat down at his desk and began his work, still thinking of the girl he helped create, and how she could never love him.

Love is Electric, Part 1

2007-05-28T22:15:10Z

He had seen her before. Many years before. The days when her eyes lit up a bright electric blue when she saw him walk in. The hairs on their heads were dull now, slightly gray around the edges of their foreheads. When their eyes met, it wasn't all butterflies and lightening bugs anymore. Now, it was truth. Now it was the reality they had to face.

Now, it was all about the kid.

"You told me you got rid of it." He says in disbelief.
"I decided I wanted her at the last minute, okay?" She replies, turning her head constantly to the kitchen, where the back door stood. Her daughter would be turning the handle any minute and she couldn't risk the girl seeing her father standing in the living room.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He begs of her.
"You would have ruined everything. I wanted her to be in love with me. And she is, because she never knew you."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"If you had been there, she would have liked you better. She would have been in love with you and I would just be the nagging old hag of a mother, standing around in the back while Daddy and his little angel ran around the city together. Without you, its been mommy and her little angel, running arounf this city together. That's how I wanted it, and that's how it'll stay!"
"You're so selfish! Why are you like this? She's my daughter for God's sake!"
"No she's not. She's MY daughter. She'll be home any minute. I think you should leave."

He steps away, angry with her. Angry with her selfishness. This is not the person he shared a bed with 18 years ago. That person went away the second she declined the abortion. Now, she is a mother, and motherhood changes every woman for the worse.

What is this?

2007-05-28T21:13:38Z

So, I've had this burning desire to write fiction for the past few days and I had this journal just lying around so i thought this would be the perfect place to start writing. i might also share some photography or anything else I feel like sharing so look out for that.