Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Leaving Home - A Fiction Piece.

Okay, starting to delve back into the world of fiction, and I wrote this for school tonight. It's short, so just tell me what you think of it.

Leaving Home 

Lily breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the cold, metal wall of her corridor. It was safe. Of course, the term safe was relative. “Safe” meant the Gors weren’t breathing down her neck, and she was still alive. Looking around the next corner, she signaled back to home base. 

Stepping as lightly as she could, she maneuvered her way into the heart of Gor headquarters. She spotted the GorBoss with some of his closest advisors. He was a mere fifteen feet away and completely unaware of her presence. His teeth were clenched tightly as he knelt over the table with his reading glasses perched on the edge of his nose. Her heart beat faster and each of her steps felt like thunder. When she was close, she took a deep breath, and jumped. GorBoss turned around just in time to see Lily’s attack. Her grabbed her around the waist and slung her down on the table. By this time, the SpecOps had arrived and were busy fighting off the other head Gors. Each of the SpecOps knew to leave the GorBoss alone. He was Lily’s, and Lily’s alone.

The other girls were slowly being overtaken by the Gors. The Gors were all larger and stronger than the girls, but the girls were the best trained Ops Team in the galaxy. Their bodies were fine-tuned to survive the harshest conditions and take down the strongest enemies. This time, however, the Gors had gotten the upper hand. Lily writhed her way out of GorBoss’s grip and hid in the safest spot she could find: directly under him. He reached for her, and Lily almost escaped. He held her by the scruff of the neck and looked her up and down before tossing her over his shoulder.

            “Runt.” He muttered.

She squirmed in his arms. He squeezed her, hard, and her struggled to breathe. Finally, he let her go. She glared at him and said, “You wait until next time.”

            He laughed. “I’ll beat you then, too, little sister!”

She pretended not to hear him, and ran off to join the rest of her friends, smiling brightly. He turned around, and jumped back when he saw someone in the doorway. His mom was there, shaking her head but smiling nonetheless. She leaned against the doorpost and he rolled his eyes when he saw the look on her face. He went back to reading the papers laid out on his bed.

            “You know you’re going to miss her, David.” His mom said. David ignored her, and continued reading. Report Tuesday morning at 0600 hours… “She just loves you so much. You leaving is going to break her heart.” Tears began to tug at David’s eyes. He didn’t look up, just kept reading. Recruits need to bring their Army Handbooks… “David, you don’t have to go. You don’t have to leave us. You can stay.”

He looked up at her, finally, tears stinging the corners of his eyes. “I have to go, Mom. I have to go. I’m not gone forever. I’ll be back eventually. Please don’t make this harder than it has to be. I don’t want to leave her. I hate that. I hate it more than you could know.”

His mom bit her lip, seeing the pain in her son’s eyes. “Thank you for never growing up. Thank you for always playing into her fantasies. Thank you for being the parent I never could be.” David could see the regrets in her eyes, replaying all the times she had pushed Lily away, sipping at that ugly glass of wine. 

David said nothing, zipped up his bag, and went to sit in Lily’s room. He sat down at her table and began to sip from a plastic tea cup while Lily cheerfully introduced him to a nicely dressed stuff bear, named Mr. Bearbert, and a doll named Lady Lilly. His mom stood at the door; a single tear slid down her cheek.         





....well? what do you think? 

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