Flash Fiction: After A Long Time

Hi everyone! I have a new flash fiction! Yay!

After five centuries of not posting a flash fiction and wallowing in my own sadness I have decided to make myself write a flash fiction! (Happy way of saying that I’ve been too depressed to do anything I enjoyed doing other than maybe hanging out with friends).

Without further ado!

Flash Fiction #9: Two coffees and a straw

 

I had a blind date. Ugh. I was only twenty six. I didn’t need to have blind dates. However, I was pretty bad at picking men. Maybe my friends were right about me needing a blind date. But what if he’s skeevy? What if he’s a serial killer? I don’t want to date a serial killer? Do you know much energy I’d have to put to not be killed by my lover? Yeah. No.

I checked my face in the mirror, making sure to rid myself of all eye and nose boogers. I didn’t want to be completely gross. I stepped out of my car, straightened my black pencil skirt, and headed into the coffee shop.

Do serial killers drink coffee?

I stopped at the front entrance and took a look around the cafe. My best friend said he would make it before me. There were a few rows of tables, with people seated. A lot of fake plants and the cash registers were placed in the middle of the building. I was supposed to look for a man sitting by himself with two coffees and a straw.

I spotted him sitting by a large window in the back of the coffee shop and sighed. “Oh.” He was really cute. He had on glasses, a strong jawline, and nice wispy dark curls. I bet if I touched those curls they’d feel like velvet. I didn’t touch curls though. I walked towards him and his eyes turned in my direction. They lit with curiosity and my nerves began to kick in.

What was his name, again? Bob? Bill? He didn’t look like a Bill? He looked way too pretty to be a Bill? Maybe a Henry? Or an Aiden. Aiden was sexy. Oh my god is he checking me out? I still don’t remember his name.

“Hi.” I stuck out my hand and put on my brightest smile. “I’m Jan. You must be Serial Killer Aiden?”

His eyes widened and the color on his face drained. I wanted to kick myself. Maybe drag myself out of the building. Yeah that seemed like a good idea.


That’s it for now!

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles

P.S. Check out my my books and writings tab to see more flash fiction and things I have written!

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Flash Fiction #8!

Hey everyone! Before I jump into this Flash Fiction I just want to point out something. The characters in this flash are a part of a light novel/cartoon that I’ve been working on since 2006 and took a break on in 2015 because I needed to do some world building. I will only use nicknames and I may use this scene if I like it enough haha.

On to the flash!!!


 

Prompt: Better the devil, you know.

“Tae!” Fuu ran as fast as she could. Chunks of ceiling falling everywhere around her. She needed to find Tae and get them out of there or they would both die.

They wouldn’t be in this bind if it weren’t for Tae’s love sick sister. She could have just waited one more stupid hour before running off in the middle of the night like that. They still would be in danger but at least a caving building in the sky wouldn’t be the cause.

Fuu heard a moan to her left and leapt across the splitting floor. The moan grew louder and came from the rubble below her.

“God dammit.”

She lifted and threw the rubble aside revealing her blonde-haired, idiot partner covered in dirt. One eye popped open while the other was swollen shut. A bright smile spread across his face.

“Hello beautiful.” He pushed himself upright and his hand out. Fuu took it and helped him stand.

“I guess that means you’re okay?” She said, her voice softer this time as he brushed himself off.

“Yep. Surprised you didn’t leave me.”

“Better the devil, you know?” She shrugged before sprinting ahead of him. He blinked at the comment and laughed before following after her.


 

This feels kind of lame. Haha. Tell me what you think.

 

Until next time,

Tiara “Kikyo” Giles

 

FLASH FICTION YO!

*after a college century*

YO!!! HOW Y’ALL BEEN?! It’s been a while. I’ve been swamped with that last semester in college life BUT YEAH! I’ve been obsessed with Kendrick Lamar’s new song and Logic’s new song. So, it’s all I’ve been listening to. I’ll go back to my normal playlist soon. Lol.

Here is a quick video where I hinted to the YouTube watchers of my channel about the type of job I’m going for. I’ve already told you guys on the blog (link here) I haven’t gotten any offers yet with placements yet but I’m still hopeful and still trying to save.


ON WITH THE FLASH FICTION!!!

Prompt: One kiss, as soft as a sigh

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I almost lost him. But you didn’t. But I could have. He could have died. But he didn’t. Maybe not physically but what if I killed something inside of him? He seemed so distant and quiet after I picked him up from the fire. His eyes were empty and red. He was soaking wet. The only thing alive was grip his fingers had around mine when I pulled him to my car.

I folded my arms as I stood over my couch and watched the rise and fall of his chest as he slept. He murmured something as he rolled his body in my direction. My eyes fell on his lips and the urge to kiss him gripped my throat like a vice. I leaned over him. Nerves pricked at the tips of fingers as I pushed his hair aside.

My roommates are going to kill me when they wake up. I thought as I touched my lips with his. One kiss, as soft as a sigh was all I could do tonight. A soft groan slipped his lips as I pulled away. I wasn’t ready to face what was coming tomorrow but tomorrow was inevitable.

Flash Five!

Hello all! It’s Spring Break and I’m doing nothing. Okay, well not completely nothing. I went to visit my high school best friends for the weekend (I already miss them) and I am working this week. I’m just not taking classes.

Anyway . . . here is this week’s Flash Fiction! (Taking a break from Ace and Janie)

 

Prompt: “I can’t”

 

“I’ll post the slides on the course site this weekend. I will see you all on Monday.” My professor said as I scribbled down the last of his PowerPoint.

“You should go talk to him.” My friend Siera said.

“Talk to who?” I said.

“Jace he was totally checking you out.” Siera said pointing at the broad shouldered man across the room.

Jace was the star athlete on the football field and the smartest guy in the history department. He was a level of attractiveness that melted you into a pool of goop. The kind of guy that made your mouth fall clean off. He was too beautiful for girls like me. I was pretty but I was nothing like the flock of girls huddled around him.

“Oh no.” I said. The bird like females pretended to be clueless about the notes. God he’s so nice. Why is he helping them? “Remember what happened the last time you made me talk to him?”

“That was before Ben! You’re a different woman now. You know how to flirt!” Siera said slapping me on the shoulder.

I shook my head as the class emptied. Ben was her my boyfriend. We dated for eight months before he shattered my heart and self-esteem into a million pieces.

“I can’t. I can’t talk to him.” I said. It was easier to talk to Jace when I was dating Ben. “I don’t even like jocks.”

“I know, but you need the confidence booster.” Siera said.

“Siera, I’m just not cut out for a successful . . . anything with boys. We’ve already established that.” I said heading towards the exit.

“Wait! He’s leaving!” Siera said. She grabbed my shirt and I went flying into hard muscle.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry.” I said. I had slammed into Jace and oh my god . . . he looked even better up close. I wanted to die. His blue eyes glinted as he released me from his hold. I looked around and Siera was gone. We were the only ones left. “My friend’s a jerk.”

“It’s okay.” Jace said and laughed.

“She’s just dead set on throwing me towards any random hot guy she can think.” I said. “I didn’t mean to slam into you.”

“You think I’m hot?” Jace said, lifting an eyebrow.

“No . . . wait! I mean. I do but . . .” I said and placed my fingers between my brows. “Ugh! I didn’t mean to say that out loud. This is so embarrassing.”

Jace laughed again and I felt myself dying. I always seemed to speak without thinking around him. Ugh! I am so going to kill Siera.

“I think your cute too if that helps.”

“I’m just going to – wait what?” I said. Did he actually say that?

“Catch you later, Renni.” He said and tucked hair behind my left ear before leaving the classroom. I didn’t completely die, but I could feel my cheeks burning. I must’ve looked like a spotted tomato. Siera got so lucky.

Flashy Monday’s Y’all!

I am surprised I was able to even start on this flash fiction. I uploaded a YouTube video but . . . y’all . . . this week has already been a long one. I ended up losing my apartment on Monday due to a fire and busted pipeline that followed almost immediately after an attempted robbery. I’ll attach the video at the end of this once it’s uploaded but this week has been so stressful. Being displaced from my home during midterm season was not fun at all.

So, this flash fiction is inspired by the event and the prompt couldn’t be any more ironic. It is also probably the lamest one that I will write.

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Prompt: Who knew tears could burn?

I woke to the sound of a loud siren.

“What the hell?” I said, rubbing my eyes. It had been three days since I heard from Janie. Bright white lights cut through my windows as my eyes focused. My body and sheets were drenched. She’s perfect and you have depression.

“Ace! Wake the fuck up!” I heard my roommate pounding on my door.

“Is it real?” I said swinging the door open. Adrenaline pumped through my veins. She didn’t want me.

“Hell yeah! The place above us just went up in flames bro.” He said. He was wrapped in a rain coat and rain boots were on his feet.

“Shit.” I said as the water from the sprinklers began to blind my vision as we waded towards the front door. Janie had fucked me and left. She didn’t want me. I noticed a dry handkerchief sitting on an end table. It was Janie’s. I turned it over wondering how this could be dry while everything else was soaked and destroyed. Hot liquid fell down my face. Did she cry when she left? Was walking away from us as hard for her as it was for me? My ears grew numb from the noise and time seemed to slow. The liquid running down my cheeks felt like hot coals. Who knew tears could burn?

“Ace! Hurry up! It’s a fucking fire!” My roommate yelled. I balled the handkerchief in my hand and ran out the door.

Finally Another Flash Fiction!

Hey all! I’m currently posting this while at work as a small break between studying for my midterms. Haha! Enjoy!

PART 1

Prompt: Stay

I stood in the bathroom, my body bare and my face wet. I gripped the sides of the sink while I examined my face. Was I glowing? I shook my head. I couldn’t believe I had slept with Ace. I didn’t plan for things to go that far tonight. Okay. I lied. Maybe I did. I grabbed a towel from the wall and wiped my face before tip toeing around the bed for my clothes.

“You have a nice butt.” A husky male voice said.

“Ahh!!” I tipped over and he laughed. “Ace don’t scare me like that. I thought you were asleep.”

He propped himself with his elbow and rest his head on his hand. He looked beautiful despite the pain growing on his face.

“You leaving?” He said glancing at the clothes covering my chest.

“Umm…” I said and closed my eyes. “Yeah.”

“Stay.” He said. “You don’t have to go. It’s only 10:30.”

“I know.”

I had promised one night with him. One night for us to enjoy being with each other. We wouldn’t have to worry about what my friends and overly prestigious family would think of me. One night of just us. Of freedom. But I was scared.

“Worried about your roommates again?” He said. “They’ll be fine. You told them you’d be back late. Stay.”

“I want to but . . . they might get suspicious. I’ve never been out so late.” I said. “I just . . .”

“It’s fine.” He said and rolled onto his back. “I get it. Our worlds are too different and they can’t meet. Not even for one fucking night.”

Ace was what my parents would consider a dirty smear on the family name. He didn’t have a lot of money, he had a potty mouth and he was covered in tattoos. My family, on the other hand, raised a good little girl under a five-star hotel chain. I wasn’t supposed to fall for a guy like Ace, but here I was falling and screwing things up at the same time.

“I’m sorry.” I said my voice quiet. “I’ll see you at school.”

 

Flash Fiction #2! Ayyy!

I’m currently in Einstein Bros. at my university library. The smoke is making me really clammy but being in here is a lot more interesting than being in one of those creepy quiet rooms in the library. I’ve been listening to the same five songs for like two days. Finally gave myself a break. Haha. Here’s my flash fiction. Whoo!!

Prompt: But Remember, Just for Tonight

Janie was stupid. Okay. I lied. She wasn’t stupid. She was academically challenged. Yeah. That’s better. What made her academically challenged wasn’t her inability to do the work and pass. She did that pretty well. She was more blind then stupid. She couldn’t see how much I wanted her. Needed her to be exact. I couldn’t seem to get her out of my mind and I know she wanted me. The deep conversations we had between tutoring sessions brought life to her eyes and her smile.

But those stupid girls she hung out with. They treated her like shit. They told her she was stupid and she believed them. They told her she wasn’t as beautiful as they were. They were wrong. She was gorgeous. The brightest smile. The most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Janie was the only woman not afraid to acknowledge me. Who didn’t see me as a tatted up hazard to her future. The only woman willing to be in the same fucking room with me that wasn’t just my bed. Although, I wouldn’t mind her there either, but I was just her fucking tutor. Nothing more.

A knock sounded on my door bringing me back to reality. I threw the blanket off of my body and stomped towards the living room.

“Janie?” I said opening the door for the curly headed beauty in front of me.

“Hey Ace!” She said with a smile on her face. Her cheeks became rosy after noticing my ‘boxers only’ attire. “Were you asleep?”

“Not exactly.” I said rubbing my eyes. She laughed and wedged her way between me and the door frame. She dropped her backpack onto the floor and began to put her hair into a ponytail. “What are you doing here? I’m not supposed to tutor you again until Monday.”

“I just needed a few pointers.” She said bending down to dig through her backpack. I tilted my head, taking in her curves, but not missing the apprehension in her voice.

“A few pointers on what?” I asked, folding my arms.

“Well…” She said, standing with her back to me. I wanted to give her a warm smile so she wouldn’t be so worried about whatever this was. “It’s kinda personal.”

I furrowed my brow. “Personal?”

“Yeah. Um . . .” She grabbed at her ponytail with one hand as the other trembled. Tightness began to fill my chest. “My friends . . . they say I shouldn’t be here.”

“What do you mean?” I said.

She turned around and her chocolate brown eyes were glossy. I wanted to grab her hands and make her feel comfortable but I couldn’t. I was just her tutor.

“They didn’t like the idea of you being my tutor but you’ve helped me a lot, especially with my test anxiety.” She said and smiled. My chest loosened a bit. “But then I . . . I would talk about you at home. I would tell them how nice you are. That this whole mean guy vibe you have here isn’t who you really are. That you’re more than that. I-I sound stupid.”

She let out a nervous laugh and rubbed the back of her neck.

“You’re not stupid, Janie.” I said smiling at her. Fuck! Did she want me to? She took a few steps toward me and I followed suit.

“They think if I get involved with you, you’ll corrupt me. I won’t be able to take you home to my mom.” She said and shrugged. “I think about that all of the time and . . . I really like you, but what if they’re right?”

“What if they’re wrong?” I said. I’ve wanted Janie the moment I laid eyes on her. I knew what her friends thought of me. They didn’t have to tell me and they wouldn’t. They had so much shit to say about me behind my back when they didn’t even know me. But Janie knew me. “Just give me one night to prove them wrong.”

Janie placed her hand on my chest igniting my skin. Her touch was meek but that’s all I needed. The pad of her thumb brushed against my lip like a feather falling from the sky. I opened my mouth and bit her thumb in the same way she touched me, causing her to gasp.

“Okay.” She said, her voice quiet. “But remember, just for tonight.”