Brawlii

Day 22:

This morning my beloved Crennik came by and told me how he had to go on a surprise trip for his mother’s birthday. They were going to France. The trip would last only a week. A week would feel like forever to me. He told me he loved me and he would see me soon. I knew I would miss him after only just meeting him. What could I do? What would I do while he was gone?

I went out and about and found Hiyyeth taking a stroll around the city.

“Hello Hiyyeth,” I said pleasantly.

“Hello Angile,” he replied.

“What are you doing out so early?” it was five in the morning.

“Well we don’t need to sleep, so it only makes sense to do something when I’m bored.”

“Yes,” I laughed, “you’re right.”

“Care to join me?”

“Sure, it shouldn’t be too bad.”

“You’ve lightened up. You’re sweeter. You’re not as cold.” I nodded, smiling.

“Yes, I am.” I replied with a strange sense of wonderment.

“You agree. Strange. It’s heart warming, really.” I tried to detect any hint of sarcasm but really could not.

“You get to see the cold hearted bitch happy, now that’s something.”

“No.”

“It wasn’t a question.”

“I know.”

“Then why did you answer it?”

Hiyyeth laughed and shook his head. “How can I answer a question that was never asked?”

I decided to let that pass. It was turning out to be a very strange morning. I could spend the week with Hiyyeth. Maybe then he wouldn’t think I was such a cold hearted bitch. I didn’t see the big deal though. So I killed a few people. So what? They all deserved it. They all had done me wrong somehow. Too bad the council didn’t see it that way. Too bad no one saw it that way. That would have saved me a lot of trouble growing up.

We returned to the house not too long after. Hiyyeth told me he had some things to do and he ran off to take care of them. He asked me to meet him for lunch by this little stand by this park we both liked. I said yes. I didn’t know what else to do to occupy my time so I decided to read.

I truly did love to read. Books just fascinated me with their stories. I loved all kinds of books. Any book, as long as it was good. I really loved classics. “Great Expectations”, “Pride and Prejudice”, and “The Scarlett Letter” were among my favorites. I disliked very few books. Right now I am starting the book “To Kill A Mockingbird.” It looks like a very good book. I bought it before I started my journey, but then I never got around to reading it. I was reading other books on my flights. I laid down and started to read.

It was one o’ clock by the time I finished the book. It was a wonderful story, and I immediately fell in love with it. I still had another hour before I was to meet Hiyyeth for lunch. I started the book again. I got so caught up in it that by the time I looked at the clock it was 2 10. I had to rush. I was late.

“Sorry I’m late, I got caught up in my book,” I told Hiyyeth as I came crashing into the park.

“That’s okay,” the smile on his face made my stomach flutter a little. I didn’t like it.

Day 23:

Dear Angile,

I am writing because I miss you so dearly. I can’t bear that we are apart again after it being so long. It truly is a lovely place here though, but would be much more beautiful if you were here to share in it with me. I wish you were here with me. I made sure this letter got there right away. As you can tell. I know a brawlii with teleportation. He’s a wonderful man, I will have to introduce you two. I miss you very much already. I’ll see you soon.

All my love,

Crennik

I was absolutely delighted when I received this letter. I was also very excited to meet the Brawlii with teleportation. My ability was alright, but I would have loved to have teleportation. Oh, I forgot to mention that. Every Brawlii is born with an ability. The better your ability the higher your ranking in our society, along with your family status in society. My ability is being able to hear speak and write any language fluently without any difficulty. Languages that hadn’t come into existence yet, and languages that the world had long forgotten too. If I wasn’t such an outcast, my ability would be prized.

Besides the letter, I did not have anything else to do all day. There was no return address so I couldn’t write him back. Hiyyeth once again disappeared, too. Therefore I did nothing all day. Tomorrow, I hope, will be different.

Day 25:

I have had some of the most fun past two days I have ever had in my life. Hiyyeth is hilarious when he wants to be. We’ve gone all over Spain. I asked him what his ability was and he told me it was teleportation! I never knew that about him. He has taken me to every city, every place of Spain. He even treated me to whatever I wanted.

By the end of these two days I am glad that I do not get tired. Being human would be such a waste, it seems.

Day 26:

Dear Angile,

I hope you are not missing me too much. I can just imagine you spending your days lying around thinking of me, wishing I was back with you. I know that I have left you with nothing to do but wait for me. We will see each other soon, and then I promise you will not have to sit around doing nothing all day. We will have so much fun when I get back. I miss you.

All my love,

Crennik

This letter made me feel very bad indeed. Here I’d been having so much fun with Hiyyeth, and he thought I was sitting home doing nothing. I shouldn’t have gone out without my beloved Crennik. I am ashamed of the way I acted. I was a fool.

Later that day Hiyyeth came to ask me if I would like to go to lunch, and then to Egypt. I could not go, I already felt guilty and ashamed of myself enough without adding to the list.

“Why not?” he asked me.

“I do not feel good.”

“What is wrong?”

“I am un-happy and I do not wish to go.”

“You were so happy the past couple of days, what could have gone wrong?” he seemed hurt, and upset. I did not care. Hiyyeth didn’t matter to me, Crennik did.

“Leave,” I said, and he left without as much as a single sound. The hurt was there in his eyes.

Day 27:

I sat around reading all day. I read the rest of “To Kill A Mockingbird” and I read “Pride and Prejudice,” then I read a new book called “Remember Me.” I really liked that book. It was interesting. Although I did not like the ending. It did, however, remind me of my writing my story now. Well, typing it on my laptop. I really like telling my story, it makes me feel good to type something that other people will someday read.

I have been thinking a lot today. I feel like maybe I would be good at writing fiction. I have decided to start writing. I just haven’t figured out what I want my book to be about. I will think about it the remainder of the night.

Day 28:

“Let’s go,” it was Hiyyeth.

“No,” I replied sternly.

“You’re coming.”

“No I’m not.”

“Oh yes you are.”

“You are not the boss of me.”

We stared at each other. Me with annoyance on my face, and him with frustration on his. He wanted me to go. I did not want to go. There was no reason for me to go with him.

“You can’t sit around all day reading.”

“I have started writing too.”

“You don’t write.”

“You don’t really know me at all.”

He could always teleport me. I did not want that. I didn’t want to go with him. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t just leave me alone. It was truly ridiculous.

“Let me get to know you.”

“What for?”

“Because I want to.”

“No you don’t.”

“How do you know?”

“You think I’m a cold hearted bitch.”

He didn’t say anything. He couldn’t deny his own words. He knew they were true. I couldn’t figure out why he wanted to get to know me anyway. Why would he?

He started towards me. I warned him not to touch me. I would be royally pissed if he just teleported me away. He kept coming. He went to grab at me and I dove away from him. He got a hold of my leg and I kicked him in his face. He went red.

“WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!!” he yelled.

“You,” I replied calmly. It just made him angrier.

“You were having so much fun with me and then suddenly you just ditch me!”

“Why do you want to spend so much time with me anyway?”

“This,” he said and put my face in between his hands. He pressed his lips hard against mine, and for a moment, I relaxed into the kiss. It was sweet, warm, and felt like lightning struck my body.

“Shit,” I said and pulled away.

He teleported himself away.

What a night.

I write about the horrible heartache one man’s kiss can put into a woman’s body. I write about love.