The Seven Deadly Dwarves

It was a clear evening for my eighteenth birthday party. I decided I did not want a big bash. Instead, I only wanted the people I cared the most about around me. It narrowed down the list a lot. I invited Joanne, my best friend since first grade. We are never apart. I guess the fact that we are the only kids in our families made us close.

Then there is Collin. I made it a point to invite him. He was everything that my dreams wanted. In real life well he tends to be the opposite of the dreamy Collin. Finally, I invited Evy. She graduated from Preston University last year, but we became close over the summer holiday. She was not the person she was portraying to everyone. She was my rock.

“Amanda come down and let’s get this started.”

That was Arnold my cousin who had to come because well—he’s Arnold. You’ll see what I mean when I get down there. I looked one more time in the mirror and gave myself that “They are going to die when they see you” look. Then laughed.

I ran down the stairs to see that my party was a little bigger than I anticipated. I walked out and the three most heinous girls from school were there. “Why are they here?”

“Amanda, you need to be more social. Collin brought them. He said that you told him he could bring someone.” My mom whispered. Then she kissed me and went out to the backyard and served refreshments.

I managed to move and go out to my guests.

“Amanda, wow you were hiding a lot with those baggy clothes you wear.”

And here we go.

“Yeah, I really did feel the need to show the goods until today,” I told Willa one of the three girls.

I looked at all three in order of importance. There is Yona, the leader with the white hair anyone has ever seen. Viola, yup her name is Viola after the instrument. Her second in command and then there is Willa. Willa is thin, endowed on top and it matches the bottom. The one thing about Willa that you need to know is she’s that she is the mistress of deceit.

You want a fabrication of what you did last weekend when you were with your family. Willa will be there for you.

The music was good, and the party was on its way. Joanne made it over to me and gave me a hug.

“Welcome to the newly adult group. How do you feel?”

I looked up then back at her and stuck my tongue out.

“Oh girl, you got a tongue piercing. Does your mom know?” She looked genuinely concerned.

“Yes, no worries. I wanted to have something to signify that I am eighteen.”

“Ok, but it also attracts certain people.”

“Don’t believe everything you hear,” I said then looked at Collin looking at Yona.

“Is it me but does it seem that they are closer than they were before?”

Joeann slowly turned away from me.

“Spill it.”

“Well, you don’t want me to believe everything I hear.”

“Joany spill.”

“Remember in math when we learned about Vectors.”

“Yeah, it’s an object with magnitude and direction.”

“His object increased in magnitude and aimed in her direction. Which she did not deviate from.”

Did she just tell me that those two are —

“You mean that they are adulting. The adulting that adults do behind closed doors?”

“You got the point.”

We still speak in code since we have not quite adjusted to being considered an adult around our parents.

“This party is nice but a bit too dull for me,” Viola said as she licked some frosting from my cake off her fingers.

“My sentiments exactly.”

I knew that voice. That was grans she made it.

“Oh no the elderly arrived,” Willa whispered.

I went to my grans and gave her a hug, she smelled of vanilla, cherry, and something spicy. I pulled away and I saw that she looked different too.

“Gans, you look different.”

“Well, that’s what happens when things come out of retirement.”

What did she mean?

“I cannot stay but I did promise you something and I will keep my word.”

I looked at everyone staring at me, and I wanted to curl up and die.

“Grans you can give to me another day.”

“What are you embarrassed about? What could she be giving you that is turning you that shade.”

“Well, I promised a story.”

Everyone laughed and I wanted to run but Grans held me in place. I looked at her and she had a mischievous look in her eyes.

“Elise, can you bring me a chair.”

“Are you going to sit on her lap?” Yona asked.

When my mom brought the chair, my Grans whispered something to her, and she nodded her consent.

What was going on?

“Alright from my understanding all of you are now “New Adults”. So I do not have to hold back. If you still consider yourself innocent then please leave now.”

Everyone stopped laughing and looked at me.

“Grans?”

“This is the story of The Seven Deadly Dwarves.”

“Oh boy a retelling of Snow White,” Arnold said.

“There is snow in the story but this is not what you think it is.”

“Fine. Let’s hear it.” Arnold said.

Evy finally made it to the party, and she looked tired. Her outfit looked great, but she made it to my party after she had to work.

“Did I miss anything?” She whispered.

“Everyone sits, relax, and let me tell my story.”

Everyone found a seat and waited. I went over to Joeanne and sat near the potato salad.

“ The door slammed open from the sheer force of Janette riding Lucus to orgasmic completion.”

“Wait, what did you say?” Willa asked the question we all wanted to ask.

“Do you want this story or not?”

We all nod in unison.

Well I felt like beginning a fairy tale of my own. How it warms you. Fia xoxo

Good bye My Lover prt 5(Secrets)

Noel

Lower Level

The stone stairs are wet from the moisture in the lower level. Every footstep had a grainy sound to it. The lower you descend to the bottom the stronger the smell becomes, and the louder the moans are amplified.

I finally reached the last step, to be greeted by numerous doors, in various states of closure. Eliza and Peter had their rooms towards the back. I walked down the corridor without a care about what went on.

It was always the same. A lightie who has never been below or been in rooms with the doors completely shut. Their inhibitions have not been stripped away from them. Then the intermediates will venture to have the door cracked open with a mirror strategically placed in the room to give the passerby a look in. Then there are the experienced. Well, they are the ones who throw caution to the wind and just enjoy the experience.

I was so tired of the mask parties. Once those two had abandoned the club. I found solace in my own place realizing I did not need the parties. I made it to the back of the lower level in time to see Peter finishing off his volunteer.

Peter had not changed since he left. He loved wearing clothing reminiscent of the era of duals with pistols and fencing. His hair was a color of caramel-swirled coffee. His physic at the time of his coming over is still the same. Well-toned with honed muscle and no fat to be found. He looked as if he had arrived at the age of twentyish.

I marvel at his skill at cenare. The entry marks are almost invisible and the lighties that lay beside him moaned and writhed in a blissful state.

“Peter, where is Eliza?” I asked.

He looked at me and smiled. Peter must have enjoyed his offering very much since he did not smile often, and his irises glowed a bit in the candlelit room.

“Eliza is in her room with two offerings at the moment. She said that they insisted on being together.”

That did happen from time to time at the mask parties.

“How long has it been since they went in there?”

“Noel are you not famished? Why do you not accept the offerings?’

“Thank you, Peter, but I had my fill. I wanted to talk and catch up.”

“That is sweet of you, but I know what you really mean. You want to know why we are back? Noel that is not going to be revealed tonight no matter how well-dressed you are.” Peter looked back down at the offering and smiled as she began to reach her peak.

“Isn’t it lovely to watch when they come undone?”

“I guess. I personally like to physically take them to that point.”

“Really?” Peter looked up fascinated.

“Are they still breathing after you–” He was cut off when Eliza walked into the room.

Her very being was vibrating with contentment.

“The two seemed to have done you well,” Peter said.

She smiled showing a bit of pink stain left on her fangs.

“They were more than adequate. I am sure I will see both of them soon.” She gave us both a wink and went to the corner of the room and poured herself some wine.

Eliza normally kept her hair up in a tight knot with tendrils of dark hair falling loose from it. But when she is in a hypnotic state of bliss her hair tends to fall free in an aggravated river of dark waves. She stood eye to eye with me, so she is fairly tall for a female. She dressed as everyone in this time. Some wore men clothing cut to fit a female’s body. others dress to entice. Showing what can be had if tempted. Tonight was the men attire in formal suit.

“Noel no offering?” Eliza asked as she drank the wine.

“He’s not up for it tonight, Eliza,” Peter answered for him.

“Well, tell me. Does the party live up to the past, Noel?” She asked as she swirled the wine in the glass waiting for my answer.

She was baiting me. I knew them and they enjoyed toying with me.

“Yes, just like a time that gone by and died down a bit. So why rally it back up.” I answered waiting for her rebuttal.

“I cannot tell you that yet.” She said dodging the question.

“Yet?” I poked again.

“Too many things are in motion, and we are not obliged to tell anyone. Noel stop pressing for an answer.” Eliza said a bit angrily.

“If you do not want to stay you may go. We will be here tomorrow. Come then when a mask party is not in full swing.” Eliza stated then turned her back to him.

I knew when I was being dismissed. I looked at Peter stroking the offering hair as she came down.

“Alright, I’ll come back tomorrow,” I replied.

“You do that. Come for dinner.” Eliza said with an undertone of command in it.

I walked away feeling uneasy.

(What kind of friends are those? Let me know if you like it so far. Fia xoxo)

Goodbye My Lover part 4 (The Dance)

Darlene

I managed to get back home without being sick in the Uber. The driver was nice though. He kept asking me if was going to be ok. I reassured him that I must have just had something that did not agree with me.

Once I got inside, I went straight to the bathroom and emptied the contents of whatever drink I was served. Penny and Colt are not going to let me live this down. Once the heaving subsided, I went to the kitchen and drank some cool water.

After drinking it halfway down, I reached for my phone to see if they responded to my text. Neither one of them responded. I shook my head and hoped they were having a good time. I took my glass to my bedroom I striped out of the black dress and put it in the corner of my burro. I grabbed a large t-shirt out of my dresser put it on and flopped down on my bed.

My mind went straight to him. How it felt when he held me close to dance and how he smelled. It seemed to be lingering. Then he left as quickly as he appeared. It was for the best. I was never going back there again, and the mask party did seem more than I could handle.

I managed to fall asleep, and my mind would not rest. The image of a room with a slither of a view in a wall. There was a sweet smell in the air. Looking around the room it was barely furnished. I see a cushioned leather seat with an unfamiliar flower on top of it.

I went to pick it up and a voice whispered in my ear. Do not take it if you are not ready. Then a chilled breath went across my neck, and I startled awake.

“What was in that drink?”

Noel

(Earlier that night)

The masked party was exactly what I remembered. Lighties received an invitation to the Club and they get dazzled by the decor. The Club was in the abandoned district and is being kept afloat by anonymous donors.

These donors are a combination of the Dark Nighter and the Lighties. I knew who most of them were. At least the original heads were but there are new one’s in the mix now.

I arrived through and entrance that only the chosen were privy to. The party was in full swing. I walked through the grinding bodies with masked faces to search for Eliza and Peter.

During this process I was continuously pawed at. If I was younger, I would have taken a few into consideration. But I am no longer that young and my tastes have refined a bit.

“Are you going to be below tonight?” A woman wearing a red masked bedazzled with fake ruby crystals. Her eye told me she has been below to often and is addicted to it. I do not like the taste of the addicted. The blood turns a flavor close to death.

“No.” I told her and pried her hands off me as I continue my search.

Looking towards the front of the club I see a woman wearing a simple cocktail dress and matching mask. Not one flash to her attire but she draws me to her. I see that she had down the cocktail that is given to relax the nerves to the new attendees.

The mixture will calm anyone nerves. There is a rare few who do not tolerate it and it is due to the main ingredient. A flower that is genetically created and fabricated in one of our hidden enterprises. The original flower is still grown outside the city and is protected.

She looks a bit off. Very unsteady on her feet. She managed to go into the center of the dance floor and gyrate her body to the music. The music was about to end when I made it to her. Her mask was about to fall and reveal her face.

“Please let me help you with your mask. It is about to fall off.” I whispered in her ear, when I pulled the voluminous strands aside. She smelled like fresh clean air after a rain fall.

I tied the mask back into place and she turned to look at me. I knew who she was. The scent and the eyes. She was in my shop. She does not recognize me. That is for the best.

“Would you dance with me.” I whispered close to her lips.

She gave the barest nod of consent and the music changed to a slower rhythm. I pulled her close and we moved to the seductive music. She was not stiff and uncoordinated. She moved to the music as if it was meant for her. Her breast moved against me as she slowly swayed her body.

I tried to not be aroused but it was becoming hard with every movement she made. Then I heard the “herders” coming close. I did not want them to see me with her. They would force her to go below.

“I have to go if they ask you if you edge, say no.”

She looked confused but I could not explain, and I left. I made it far enough away to hear when they asked her the question and she said no. I smiled and continued my search for Eliza and Peter.

This is too much like the old days and I want to know why.

So, fire starters are you invested in this juicy story? Let me know. Until nest time, Fia XOXO

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Goodbye My Lover prt.2 (The Invite)

Darlene

I woke up with a headache. My mind couldn’t shut down. Once I left Colt and Penny and came up to my place, I felt done. You know that feeling when you had your fill for the day and just wanted to be alone? I enjoyed the day, and I loved being with my friends, but it takes a toll on me to be on all the time.

I have to remind myself that this is the person they like, not the real me but this person I made up so I can get the job. I kicked my shoes off, tossed my purse on the nearest chair, went straight to my bed, and flopped down. My mind went back to the feeling I was having earlier. Like there was a presence that wanted me to know they were there. That’s crazy; it’s just the stress of the day. Then that guy Noel.

What was up with him? Why did it sound like he was humoring me? He really needed to change that name tag and just say no to people who came on to him. I have to admit it is a clever way to get his point across.

I guess thinking of what went wrong really bothered me. Rising from my bed I went to the kitchen and grabbed the powder the doctor prescribed me for my headaches. I hated swallowing pills. It always felt like it was trapped in my throat. The doctor said that I do not drink enough water to help it go down. I think my mind will not allow me to swallow it without me feeling it.

Grabbing my mug, I filled it with water and poured the powder in. I drank it down in three gulps. I went to my phone, and I see four messages waiting for me.

Opening them up they were all from Colt and Penny.

“Darlene, did you see your email? If you didn’t you need to.” Colt

“Oh, are you going? I don’t know if I have the guts.” Penny

“I am definitely going. I always wondered what went on at that place.” Colt

“Are you going?” Penny

I went straight to my email and There it was an invite to go to the Club. It was an award for doing such a good job. The stipulation is that you had to wear a mask.

“The Club” I said

I dialed Colt immediately.

“Yes, I am going. What are you wearing so I know what I am wearing.” He said too much excitement before the medicine took full effect.

“Colt, I don’t know about this. I heard too many stories and it’s really not my thing.”

“Make it your thing Darlene. You think we don’t see how you don’t socialize. The boss sent you the invite. You have to show your face at least once.”

My headache was turning into a dull pain, but he was right I needed to push myself to get out of this apartment.”

“Fine I’ll go. I’m wearing classic black dress, with spaghetti straps.”

“I didn’t know you had that kind of outfit in your closet. Ok black it is. I will see you tonight.”

“Wait I don’t have a mask.”

“I will bring you one when I pick you and penny up at seven.”

“Wait, why do you have masks and I thought Penny was not going.”

“Girl do you not know me? What do we do for a living. We convince people to get things they really do not want or need and I am the best at it. She’s going. See you at seven.”

Colt hung up without answering the first question. I stared off into the distance thinking that something was going to happen tonight. I just feel it.

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Noel

I took a deep breath in out of habit and stretched as I awakened from a deep sleep. Last night when I left my place to go get something to eat at the club, I noticed that Eliza was there. Eliza had left the city for a few ago. she said she need new scenery and that the lighties were starting to annoy her with all their new technology. I guess she is ready to give the city a second chance.

“Eliza your back?”

She turned and I stepped back. Eliza was missing an eye.

“What happened to you?”

“Noel.” she said my name, smiled and hugged me. Her scent was different too.

“I lost it in a fight with some very angry farmers. How are you? You look wonderful.”

“I’m good. Just came to get something to eat and then I will get back to my place.”

“You have a place? Is it connected to the club?”

There she is. She believed that all of us should stay close together. I never believed in that. We do not change who we are just because you are turned.

“No, my place is separate from the club. It’s nice to see you again.”

“Yes, it is. I would love for you to come to the mask party tomorrow night.”

“Eliza, I haven’t gone to a mask party in ages, I just run my place and live a quiet life.”

She looked at me with that one eye and it was like that one eye saw more than two.

“I expect to see you there. Peter will be in attendance as well. It will be like old times, Noel.”

Peter is going to be there. That is what she said and now I have to go, damn.

I went to my closet and grabbed my swimming trunks. I wanted to go for a swim in my pool before work. I live on the outskirts of the city. I bought a one family style home with a pool in the back. The pool is covered by frosted green glass so no one who so happens to pass by can see in. I live modestly not to upset the lighties. They do not like it when we flaunt our wealth. To be honest I am not comfortable with letting anyone know either.

Eliza said like old times. The old times she remembered was when I was just a boy and followed them like a puppy. This is definitely not going to be like old times.

{Are you ready for the club? I have to admit I am. My question is, how far back does she mean when she said old times? Like and star it for me if you like where this is headed. Until next time fire starters. Fia xoxo}