Flirts and Robbers

It’s kind of a funny story how it happened.

Let me start from the beginning. I had been working at this bank for five years. Two months ago, our old manager retired and the owner replaced him with his nephew. His dumb, lecherous, good-for-nothing nephew. Seriously, this guy was such an asshole, three of the oldest employees quit within his first month.

Anyway, the nephew decided he liked me and pursued me relentlessly. As gentlemanly as he was, pursuing me meant touching me inappropriately and making innuendos every half hour. Just all around harassment.

When I decided to report him to the owner, it was his word against mine. Of course, who was dear old uncle going to be believe?

Long story short, I was gently prodded into resigning.

Fast forward to that day. It was my last day and I was trying to get through all the people lined up so I could leave as soon as possible.

Then they came in.

Everybody knew them. They were in the news enough and they were pretty hard to miss. They called themselves The Crew. Just that. The Crew. According to news reports, there were six of them. On that day though, there were just four of them in the bank.

“Everybody get the fuck down on the ground!” The curly haired one yelled. He swung his rifle around threateningly. “We don’t want to hurt you so don’t be fucking idiots.”

“And don’t bother pressing the goddamn panic button either,” the mustache man in the tuxedo added. “Believe me, we’ll know and you will not get a chance to regret it.”

The lanky one who couldn’t seem to keep his mouth closed approached my fellow teller with a black bag. “Put the money in the bag, luv,” he commanded, almost politely, in a distinct English accent.

Meanwhile, the creepy one, the man in the gray skull mask, approached me. “Money in the bag, now,” he ordered.

I scowled, opened the bag and started putting money in.

After the first few handfuls, I glanced up to see the skull staring at me. I could only see his eyes but I was pretty sure he was smiling.

It creeped me the fuck out. I broke eye contact and continued putting money in the bag.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous.”

I froze and looked up at the skull, still staring at me. “What?”

“Oh no, sorry,” he said pleasantly. “Ignore me. Keep putting the money in the bag. You’re doing great.”

I paused and stared at him for a few seconds. I noticed his eyes were really blue.

“You have really nice eyes.” Then realizing what I’d said, I looked away again and went on putting money in the bag. I felt myself turning red. I couldn’t believe I was flirting with a fucking criminal.

God damn it.

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Descent into Madness, part 2

I spat on the ground bitterly. I glared at the smirking royal, sheathed my sword and turned my back on him.

“Well, that’s rude,” I heard him say. “I didn’t even get a chance to thank my rescuer.”

I ignored him and started walking away but I noticed my cloak behind the rock and remembered what I hid under there. I had to get rid of him first before I went home with my prize.

Sighing heavily, I turned back to him. “Forget about it, it’s what anyone would have done.”

“Maybe so,” he replied smoothly. “But not as well as you did. And judging from your words when you realized who I am, you may not have wanted to do it.”

I stared at him. “Does what I want matter?”Read More »


Attraction, it’s a funny affair
I didn’t think you were my type
but I was wrong and I don’t even care

It’s funny, I thought I’d be over you by now
Like stalking would make me forget you somehow

It’s funny that you’re unaware of the effect you have on me
I can’t help it, I get lost in the bluest gaze I’ll ever see

It’s funny, every day I’m asking why you’re so attractive in my eyes
You never had to do anything but I feel the heat in me rise

It’s funny how you crept up on me
It’s something I didn’t expect
You’re just too goddamn sexy
and I think you’re someone I won’t regret

It’s funny how you can make me do things that I’ll never admit to
but if you were here doing those feats, I’d join you in a fucking heartbeat

It’s funny that I’m still writing words I’d never show you in a million years
But it’s the only way of letting out feelings that you can’t hear

Attraction, it’s a funny fucking thing
I liked you before but now you’re my king.

Roses Every Year, part 2

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Dear J,

I’m leaving. I don’t want to, but I have to.

I trusted you beyond all others. I believed you would never hurt me and I believed that you would always protect me. You didn’t.

I was yours, from the moment we met.


Dear J,

I’ve met somebody new. He’s good to me, I promise. You don’t have to worry.

I hope you can be happy for me. You’re my best friend.


Dear J,

You were right. It seems I chose wrong.

I know you want us to be together but I can’t be with you. But I’m glad to have you.

I hope you’re alright.


Dear M,

I still can’t believe you’re gone.

I’m sorry that I wasn’t with you and I’m sorry that I was too stupid to let you go.

I hope you’re happy now and I want you to know that I remember what you said a long time ago.

Love always,


Descent Into Madness, part 1

I woke up late, as usual.

My mother used to berate me about it, telling me that the animals would be gone by the time I went hunting. I told her she was crazy, animals were everywhere in the forest. It didn’t matter what time you got up, I could always get enough food for both of us.

I was wrong though. Food became scarce.

He usurped the throne, took over the kingdom and taxed the people. He and his knights hunted for sport, slaughtering animals left and right until their population dwindled considerably, leaving almost nothing for the rest of us. He killed her.Read More »

The Mad King, part 1

Once upon a time, there was a young but powerful king who sought to take over all the kingdoms around his own. He was bloodthirsty but fair and while people respected him, they also feared him.

He was successful in taking over most of the kingdoms except for one. This kingdom was ruled by an old crone, rumored to be a cunning, vengeful witch. The king would never admit it but he feared this woman. He delayed his attack on this particular kingdom, telling himself that he didn’t need another kingdom as he had amassed enough.

On the king’s 28th birthday, he grew restless and his desire for power overtook his fear. He decided to attack the crone’s kingdom at night, with five of his most loyal knights with him.

They invaded the enormous castle, slashing and hacking their way through the crone’s guards. The king reached the throne room alone where he found the crone waiting for him.Read More »