Dancing (Working Title)

This is part of my second short story I am working on for my pop fiction class. Not sure where I am going with it, but I'll work that out as I plan it out some more.

Dancing, spinning across the fresh mown green grass in the rain, it hasn’t rained in months. I almost forgot what spring smelt like, the grass, the flowers, the rain. It was starting to bucket down but I didn’t care, I was happy. Dancing carefree in the wind and the rain, my red and white polka dot dress getting soaked through, my shoes slowly changing from white to brown, mum was going to be mad. Racing home in the pouring rain weaving through the grand Victorian buildings, knowing I was going to be late, my now brown shoes rubbing with every step I take.

Running through the front door, trying to hide from mum and my nanny, well my governess – a mean young lady trying to be someone she wasn’t. I was late, wet and in big trouble. I had escaped my governess in the park and was hiding from her…I hated her. Mum and dad were having important people over and it is my birthday, being the only child of an important dignitary is hard, why do I have to act like I’m better than everyone else, when I just want to be a child.

It had stopped raining, standing on my balcony that overlooked our amazing garden. My favourite spot to play and hide. The sun setting on the horizon, casting a soft orange glow over everything, like the glow of a candle in my room. It was peaceful, relaxing and it helps me sleep.

“Mum, I hate him and he doesn’t love me,” I screamed, “ I’m not going to marry him.”

“Sophia, will you behave? You will marry whoever we tell you to”

“I am behaving, mum but I am not going to marry someone outside of love just so you can have grandchildren,” I shout as I storm out of the room to go and hide in the streets like I did as a child. Running away from my governess Betty, but this time I was running away from mum and the life I didn’t want.

“Sophia! Please come back,” she yells but all I could hear is a faint sound coming from my home. I know they’ll send Betty after me later, she knew all my hiding spots, but not the one I was headed for. My love’s place, I know my father hated his, but we love each other. Henry and I were going to be together.

Let me know what you think, and I'll post the full story when it's done.

The Demised One

Zalee had always been drawn to demons, she was always playing in dark alleyways and hanging out with bad people, so it was no surprise when she met Zachary. A street crawler who turned to gang violence in his teen years when he joined Dragonheart, and that was what got them killed. When Zach met Zalee he wanted out of Dragonheart and wanted to change his ways, because it was love at first sight. Lillian Bosch, the leader of Dragonheart, was not about to let someone who knew her secret leave and live – he had to die and so did Zalee. Lillian was more demon than she was human, she looked human but the demon had control, her heart was black.

Over the years Zalee watched Lillian’s family grow, change and die. As she watched she thought about Zach and how much she missed him. One day while watching the Bosch family she came across Isaac Walters, Lillian’s great great grandson. Isaac reminded her of Zach and she knew she had to get revenge. She didn’t exactly know how Isaac reminded her of Zach; maybe it was his age and those green eyes that had once melted her heart. Maybe it was that he had passion for what he did like the passion Zach had to leave Dragonheart or maybe it wasn’t, she didn’t know. That was the week that she was forced out of heaven, to walk among the living until she changed her ways. No matter how long it takes.

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Knowing I wanted to kill him, I devised a plan. I could use him for cutting practice, making it quick and painless but I wanted him to suffer in the same way my lover, Zach, did. I could slowly poison him, locking him in a room never to see the light of day again. Torturing him. Slowly breaking him, like he did to me. Breaking my bones one by one watching my Zach die across from me, knowing I couldn’t do anything to help him. The bastard was going to die slowly and I was going to watch him take his last breath, wheezing with a punctured lung and broken ribs.

“This is why I’m fallen, this was my demise. My thirst for revenge was too strong, I just wanted Zach back but he never passed on, forever stuck in limbo, never to see me again” Zalee cried thinking about Zach. “This is the demon within my heart, we all have them they live in the darkness. Its whether or not you let them form and take hold, that determines where you go.” Zach had a demon forming in him when he was murdered that was why he never went to heaven with Zalee but he was not destroyed enough for hell.

In the days, weeks and months prior to this Zee spent every free minute she had looking for Isaac. When searching through school records and phonebooks didn’t work, for many of the records were sealed, she turned to the Internet. At first she unsure what to search she tried ‘How to find someone you’re looking for’, that was no good it was lots of ads for people finders. That’s not what she was after, maybe she could try Lillian Bosch family and again no luck. A search for Isaac Walters turned up many social networking accounts, luckily for Zee one of them was who she was looking for and he had filled out his entire Facebook profile. Hmmmm, she thought, he is a student here too, now all I have to do is lure him out and into the basement.

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Sophia thought to herself it’s unusual for Zee to be this late, where could she be. I could use my powers to find her but that would be morally wrong. At the same time I do not want her to do anything to stop her from coming home.

“I know it is wrong but I have to do it” Sophia said to herself, “no, no no. Please not there. What the hell is Zee doing in the basement?” She quietly yelled as she frantically paced around the studio.

What do I do, what do I do? Is all that was running through her mind as she raced down the stairs. Please, please do not kill him, Sophia thought as she ran faster and faster almost flying down the stairs. Sophia sensed another presence in the basement with Zee and she had this gut feeling it was Isaac. Sophia pushed the door open and her thoughts were confirmed.

“What the hell are you doing Zalee?” She screamed as Zee’s fist collided with Isaac’s check.

“I’m going to kill the fucking bastard, his family ruined my life,” Zee screamed as another punch connected with Isaac’s face.

“Nice hit baby,” Zach said to Zee

 “Zee listen to me! I know how you are feeling and I am not just saying that. I died of scarlet fever and for years watched my family and loved ones die, so I know wh…”

“Wait, what did you just say?”

“Baby doll, hit him again. You know you want to,” Zach says as he moves to stand next to Isaac and punches him but hand goes straight through him.

“I was sent here to watch over you and make sure you did not do anything to prevent you from coming back to heaven,” Sophia says as she pulls off her perception filter necklace to reveal her gorgeous white and lilac wings. She takes a step towards Zee.

“Sophia, don’t come near me and are you my angel, my guardian?”

“I am and I know you probably do not want to talk to me because I lied to you but I did it to protect you” Sophia starts to walk toward Zee to stop her and to comfort her.

“I trusted you and you lied to me.” Zee yelled as tears ran down her cheeks, “how did you think lying to me was protecting me, I just want Zach back in my arms even if it is for one last time.”

“Baby girl, please don’t cry,” Zach wipes a tear from Zalee’s cheek. Zee was surprised that Zach could touch her, but it was because their connection is so strong.

“Zee, please do not do this, if you kill Isaac I can not promise you Zach will come with us. I will bring Zach to heaven if you let Isaac live. The woman who had you killed is dead and so are the men who did it, there is nothing you can do to change that. You can come back to heaven, change your ways and become a guardian like I am and I know deep down that is what you want.”

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A soft glow like that of the setting sun shone across the garden. I look up and see figures talking, they appear to be human but they’re not, they have wings. Are they angels, I thought. Among them was Sophia, more beautiful than I remember, her auburn curls sitting against her pale skin finishing where her big white and lilac speckled wings begin. Sophia turned and walked over to me, her sapphire blue eyes full of love and compassion.

“Zach do you like it here, and welcome to heaven,” she said, her speech perfect and her British accent strong.

“Thank you Sophia, I do but where is Zee?”

“She will be here soon, she had something she needed to clear up”.

“Zach, I’m so glad to see you,” Zee screamed excitedly as she raced towards me. She looked different, her wings a pale purple, her hands and arms wrapped in ribbon gloves. Her dress, a black strapless corset and a skirt that’s tulle and short at the front and longer at the back. “Sophia, I thought about what you said and I have accepted your offer”.