Goodbye My lover prt10 (Lonely)

Darlene

The meeting with the boss went well. Colt and Penny were especially ecstatic about landing a big client and I was as well but watching how they were giving each other nonverbal eye cues made me realise that I was not part of that friendship.

I won’t lie to myself and say that I am not lonely but it will be fine. I powered through this emotion before.

“Darlene so we’ll see you in the morning. We have a lot to hash out.”

“Yeah, of course.”

“We will see the regular Darlene tomorrow. This one scares me a bit.” Colt said trying to make me laugh I think.

“The regular me will be back. Have a good night.” I told them both. I walked away from them because to see them walk away together would bother me.

I walked without thinking of the destination. I ended up back at the coffee shop and No was at the counter wiping it down.

I went in with a smile on my face that I had down packed from practicing and ordered.

“Hi, I know this is a coffee shop but do you have any chamomile tea?”

Noel looked at me with a smile and it faltered a bit.

“Yes, we have that. Are you alright? Did you not land the contract?”

“I’m fine. What do you mean? We landed it and we start work tomorrow.”

He nodded and went to work getting my tea. What did he see? I gave him my best smile.

“Here you go. If you like for celebration I have chocolate croissants on the house.”

“Thank you,” I said then it happened. A tear fell and then another.

He looked uncomfortable and I did not want that. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Wiped the tears away and asked, “How much I owe you?”

He looked at me then past me over my shoulder.

“Come in the back.” He whispered.

“Why? I will get it together. “ I reached for the cup and he grabbed my hand.

“Please, come in the back.”

I looked into his eyes and he looked concerned. I nodded and went with him in the back.

The room was nice and relaxing. With a loveseat. A mock waterfall by the wall and a lot of plants that seemed to grow without natural sunlight.

“Have a seat.”

“You have a business to run.”

“It; ‘s alright. I’ll be right back.”

I went to sit on the loveseat and felt the weight of my loneliness wash over me. Why was it hitting me so hard? I have always been alone.

Noel returned with the tea and sat next to me.

“What is the matter?

“I feel really ridiculous right now. I should be happy but I just don’t feel it.”

He sat there silently and let me drink the tea. The tears stopped flowing and a calm effect was coming over me.

“How do you feel now?”

“Better.”

“Good I had the air mixed with a calming scent to relax you. Now can you tell me what happened?”

“This is crazy I don’t even know you.”

“It’s easier to talk to someone you don’t know sometimes.”

“The day went as expected. I was prepared for the meeting as you can see. I dominated the man that I knew would crumble if I did that and we got the job.”

Then why are you upset?”

“I feel alone in this win. Ever since we went to that club. Colt and Penny are spending my time together without me and I feel it.”

He nodded in understanding.

“You feel like you lost your friends.”

When he said it out loud the tears started to flow again. He moved closer and put his arm around my shoulder. I turned into him and he let me cry it out.

“Look they are your friends but I think you are confusing work friendships with real ones.”

“I am tired of being alone. I’ve done it but –”

“I have an idea if you are willing.”

I looked up at him.

“Would you like to come here Wednesday and help me and Sammy out in the Evening? We are hosting a reading get-together and it is larger than we expected.”

“I have a job.”

He laughed and nodded and started to wipe my face.

“I do know that. This is just to get you out of the same old routine and I would appreciate it.”

I looked at his chest and realized I was being held close. He smelled like coffee and sweet citrus.

I pushed away and nodded my acceptance.

“I will help.”

He smiled showing a little pointed canine.

“That is the first time I’ve seen your smile. You are a nighter.”

He stiffened at the comment, and I regretted it.

“It does not matter to me. Thank you for listening. How are you back here with me while running your business?”

“I put out a sign on the door. Will be back in twenty.”

“Thank you for the tea.” I stood up and I felt him looking at me.

“You dominated him?” He asked.

“I took acting class in high school and I can study what personality I need to be and put it to action.”

I went into mode and looked at him. I moved in close and whispered, “Tell me the time I must be here and I will only say it once.”

He smiled and threw my concentration off.

“You’re good. I like that side of you.”

“No that is not a side that is acting.”

“Okay.”

We left the back and I felt at ease. I told him good night and went home.

Noel

Wow, she is something. The way she looked, smelled, and walked in. I wanted to pounce, But her smell was off. It was tinged with sadness.

Once the tears started to fall, I felt like I needed to calm her down. The first thing I thought of was the back room.

Sammy has been in this room once and she said that she did not like it. “I feel claustrophobic.”

I took her by the hand and walked her to the back.

Her skin was soft and warm. I told her to have a seat and I went out to make a quick sign that we were closed for twenty. We never close.

I went back there and changed the setting on the air. The light lavender scent calms people.

Sitting next to her I could feel how upset she was.

Finally, she let it out. She was alone. She was tired of being alone and she thought she made a real connection with those two.

We talked for a while and finally, she calmed down. She even tried to show me her dominating skills.

I did my best not to laugh. Once she bent close, I wanted a taste of those lips. Instead, I pulled back.

Tonight, I am supposed to meet with Eliza and Peter. They were coming here, and I needed her to leave soon.

“Okay please be here at six. I will need you to work for four hours. Are you alright with that?”

She smiled and nodded.

I walked her out and she waved goodbye. Taking the sign down I stepped aside to let a few customers in that were waiting.

I served them mindlessly. My thoughts were jumbled with what I needed to find out from Eliza and Peter and how I was reacting around Darlene.

Hi fire starters. How are you liking these two.A bit emotional this part but we all break down sometimes. Let me know how you like it. Fia xoxo

Goodbye My lover pt 9 (landing the client)

Darlene

I woke up from a caffeine-induced sleep to realize my phone alarm was sounding off. I set it for two hours before I have to leave.

I have a ritual I do when I have to face intense situations like landing this job.

I rose out of my own warmth and trudged to the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror it did not surprise me that my hair and face battled with my pillow, and it won.

My eyes were puffy, my cheeks lined with pillowcase imprints and my hair was in a state of fight or flight.

“Well, Darlene let’s get it back together. “

It took 20 minutes to resemble myself. I went to my phone and looked at the checklist I created for today.

The first two are done. Now to complete the rest.

************

It was time to go and I was ready. I was focused and zen at the same time. My clothes were in my go-getter navy blue suit white shirt and blue heeled shoes that I pulled out for important situations.

My makeup screamed look at my lips. I intentionally wore a red so deep you could not look away.

Grabbing everything I needed I headed out with determination.

I went straight to the coffee shop to get the coffee that I was promised, and I saw the cashier from yesterday there.

There was only one person online, so I was next, and I was ready to apologize. I walked up to the counter, and she looked up and asked, “What would you like today.?”

“Hi. I want to apologize for the way I acted towards you yesterday.”

She looked at me as if she did not know what I was talking about.

“Yesterday I was very rude to you, and you called me Darkling,” I said.

Then I saw the light bulb go off in recognition.

“Wow, you clean up really nice. Thanks for the apology.”

“Thanks.”

“There is a coffee I am supposed to make you for today I was told. So if you wait for a few minutes I will have it ready.”

“Thank you.”

She smiled and went to work on making the special brew for me. I looked at the digital clock on the wall and I had only a few more minutes to spare before I turned and left.

“Here you go. Just like I was instructed.”

“Thank you so much.”

“He said to give this to you. There is not a price for this yet.” She said then gave me a wink.

The thought that he gave that instruction to me made me smile. I needed to go so I left and headed out to the office.

***********

The office was buzzing with staff in several states of anxiety. This client if landed will move this company higher in the ranks of…

“Wow, you look ready for war,” Penny said as she looked me over.

Colt just whistled.

“So, we are sticking to the plan. Penny, you sweeten the idea, Colt you pick up steam with how we can help move it forward and I will make the kill shot.” I said.

We all nodded and went to our desks and waited for the clients to arrive.

The clients were late, and they came with an extra person. The person they brought with them is.

Phillip J. Boosun this man is known to make things happen. Sometimes good and sometimes bad. It all depends on his mood. I was ready for him.

They were ushered into the conference room by our manager. I turned and looked at them and saw the same determination I had in landing this contract.

We rose and walked in formation. Penny was in front, Colt’s at her right and I took the left. When we entered, we could tell they were ready to leave. Penny could read the room better than I could and started to sweeten the mood by sympathizing with their need to go and to wait any longer than they had to is uncalled for.

The CEO nodded his agreement.

“Let me start by saying that we value your time. Now let’s talk about what you came here for. How we are going to move Xercetancial into the future.” Penny said laying it on thick like honey. After five minutes Colt took over and emphasized the benefits of using the company.

They listen intently and they all seem to go for it except Phillip J. Bosom.

Colt was winding down and I waited for Philip to shoot down the idea.

“This sounds great, but I do not possibly see the profit for such a venture,” Philip said then looked at me.

I sat there and stared directly into his eyes without blinking.

“You would not see the profit because it is not for your eyes to see. You are an advisor correct? Do you do the books as well?” I paused for effect.

“You will make money. Even better and to the point when you think of a volcano erupting and spewing lava. Replace it with thousands, millions of dollars coming to you.”

“Those are sweet words, but you have nothing to back it up.” He said looking smudged.

I stood slowly and deliberately. I lowered my to a level parent would reprimand a child and put a little heat behind my words.

“If I was not confident in what I propose, you would not be here today.”

He looked at me swallowed and eventually lowered his gaze. Knowing he would not win this.

“Amazing, are you leading the project?” the owner asked.

I aimed my gaze at him but pulled back on the heat.

“It is a joint endeavor. “

He nodded his head in understanding.

“Let’s get the ball rolling on this. I believe this will work .”

Our manager finally got out of stunned silence and walked to his office to iron out the logistics.

Once the door shut. Penny and Colt looked at me like I had 3 heads.

“What?”

“What was that? And who are you?”

I looked at them and whispered. “I did my research and knew he would cower down when confronted by a dominant personality.”

“Well, you’ve never shown this side of you. Maybe we need to rethink the name “prude”.”

I smiled and shook my head.

Let’s go out this Friday to celebrate.” Colt suggested.

I nodded my agreement and then we left to conference room to be greeted by a message from the boss.

“When they leave, I want all three of you in here. Prepare for a long night.”

The three of us looked at each other and smiled.

Noel

When I went out to do the night shift I received an odd look from Sammy.

“What is going on in that mind of yours?”

“You are not going to say anything?”

“About?”

“About this morning and how Miss Darkling looked.”

“Stop calling her Darkling. I saw her on the screen.”

“And?”

“She looked good.”

She stood there glaring at me not hearing what she wanted. I did like the way she looked a bit too much and I have to lock that away.

“I’m leaving for the night and if you want to act like what she wore didn’t stir something in you. You are only kidding yourself.”

“Sammy she is just a customer.”

“Yeah.” She said looking at me as she grabbed her satchel. “See you in the morning before you go into hiding.”

I smirked at her because she knew why I do what I do. It would freak lighties out if they found out that natural-born nighters can withstand the sun.

“Good night,” I said to her and went to clean things up with my thoughts straying to her and what she looked like this morning. I was pleasantly surprised by her; I saw her when she apologized to Sammy with sincerity.

I also saw when she walked off and the view from the back was as good as the front.

“Excuse me can I order the deep roast.” a voice said from a man in jeans, a hooded sweatshirt, and a nose ring.

‘Noel snap out of it now.” I chastised myself and returned to work.

(They got the job. What will that mean to the trio. Noel he is another mater all together. We will see how this unfolds. All comments welcomed Fia xoxo)

Goodbye My Lover pt 8 (Sugar Free Whip cream)

Noel

The sun was setting, and I needed to get out of this room before I bounced off the walls. Besides I see Sammy was a bit overwhelmed with the influx of people asking for the special.

I walked out with my apron in hand and forgot that I was wearing a form-fitted black t-shirt and black jeans.

For anyone else, they may turn a head or two. I have been turning more heads in my direction than I can count. That is not what bothers me. What bothers me is the lust washing over me in waves.

It did not matter if it was a female or male. Lust smelled the same and I had my fill of it for centuries. That was another reason I stayed away from the club.

“Excuse me are you starting your shift?” A woman wearing a low-cut dress that had an unflattering pattern on it asked.

I nodded my head and looked towards Sunny. She smiled and continued to take the orders until she needed to leave.

The shop created a signature coffee every Wednesday. Customers would ask what was in the special. Because of the law, I am supposed to divulge what I put in the coffee. It didn’t matter. These people would drink expired freeze-dried coffee and love it.

They didn’t come for the coffee. They came for me, and I exploit it to a degree.

In the beginning, I would take the most lust-filled customer to the back and indulge myself in their body, mostly blood.

That ended as quickly as it began. The last person I took to the back mentally snapped. Coming to me every day to be taken. When I refused it turned bad.

It was at a point it was either me or her. I dispatched her life to save my own.

I felt when the sun began to set, my body hummed with more life.

“Hey, No. Can I place my order.” A familiar voice said. I cannot believe I missed her scent. I turned to see the woman from earlier.

She didn’t look as angry as before, but she came in alone.

I walked over to the counter without making to much eye contact and asked,” What would you like?”

“I had the special earlier and it was good. I want that again with two pumps of sugar and sugar-free whipped cream.”

I went to make her drink and tried not to say too much to her or too little.

“Would you like a croissant with that?” I asked.

“No thanks just want the coffee. Where is the person that was here earlier?”

Why would she want to talk to Sammy?

“She left for the day. Is there something I could help you with?”

“No. I was a real ass earlier. I was upset and I was taking it out on her. I wanted to apologies.”

I went to her and handed the special to her.

“I’ll let her know. Darkling.” I said then smiled.

She took in a breath at the name and then smiled too.

“I guess I deserved the name.” She shook her head and took the cup.

“Where are your friends?”

“It’s just me and my boyfriend called work tonight. Thanks. For the coffee.” She said and went to the table where she sat along and started to work.

The night customers started to slow down the later it got, but she stayed engulfed in her work.

She tends to flick the tip of her hair back and forth between her fingers when she was reading and when something was not right, she would bite her lip.

She looked up from the computer finally and smiled. It must have been productive. I should stay behind the counter, but I was curious.

I took her over the last of the special.

“Oh, hi noel.”

“No more,no?” I asked smiling.

“I wouldn;t says that. Thank you for the coffee. I’ll pay for it before I leave.”

“On the house. You looked like you needed a pick me up.”

“I did.”

“Can I ask you something?” I wonder if she would be honest.

“Sure.”

“Why were you upset earlier?” She looked down and face started to turn pink.

“I was upset because I was call something I was not.”

“And that something is–?” I know I was pushing but I liked how she was responding.

She took a deep breath and whispered, “Prude”.

I could not help my surprised expression. Then the laugh that followed. She turned the brightest red.

“It’s not that funny, No.”

“Back to No.Well are you?”

“I just said I wasn’t.”

“What made them think that then?”

“I’m not sure.”

“Can I see you laptop for a minute.”

She nodded and let me use it. I searched the word prude in the dictionary.

“A prude is.

a person who is or claims to be easily shocked by matters relating to sex or nudity.” I looked at her after I read it and her mouth felt open.

“What?”

“You did not just look that up.”

“Yes, I wanted to make sure we are on the same page on the meaning. I can see that the topic does shock you.”

She took her laptop and closed it and stood.

“Are you leaving?”

“I am not a prude.” She said putting things away.

“Prove it.”

She stopped busing herself and looked at me.

“I wonder if you have a big cock to go with your arrogance.”

How was I turned on by her trying to shock me.

“I do you want to take a peek?”

I looked and was astonished by the color she was.

“Listen I am sorry.” You do not have to go.

“Actually, I do. I need to look presentable for my presentation tomorrow.”

“Is that what you were working on?”

“Yes, I was putting on the finishing touches.”

She confident in her work.

“Good luck for tomorrow.” I said and I meant it. She looked really invested in the project. “Come by before you go to work. I’ll have coffee for you.”

She gave me a questioning smile.

“You don’t have to.”

“I want to. I’ll leave a note for Sammy to expect you.”

“You won’t be here?”

She did not know I was a nighter. How could she not?

“I normally up at sunset.”

“Right, you work at night. I am so lost.”

She really did not know.

“I’m a nighter. You do know that right.”

She looked at me as if it was the first time.

“How are you here? This is lighter territory.”

“This is the edge of Lighter territory and don’t worry I will not hurt you.” I decided that the conversation was over.

“Noel it was just a question, and I did not say or think you would. I was thinking more about your safety. There are allot of anti nighter around.”

“I’ll be fine. Get home safe.” I started to walk away when I felt her hand on my arm.

“I’ll expect it to have two pumps of sugar and sugar free Whip cream in my coffee.”

I nodded and she let me go. I need to stay away. I’m hungry I have to feed soon.

“Good night, No.” She called out as she left.

“Good night, Darkling.” She smiled at that.

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Goodbye My Lover Pt 7 (Not a Prude!)

Darlene

I can’t believe Colt called me a prude and penny. Dear sweet Penny who I thought was as lonely as the last pet left in a shelter to be homed. Well, I guess I was wrong. But to call me a prude, how dare they.

I made it to the coffee shop so quickly that I didn’t even realize I was at the counter. A young woman with olive skin, cropped hair, and a mole on her cheek was staring at me waiting.

“Are you ready to order?”

“Oh, right I’ll have the special with two pumps of sugar and sugar-free whip cream on top.”

She looked at me as if I was a puzzle that needed to be solved. “What?”

“You want it sweet but you’re adding sugar-free whip cream so you’re saving on sugar.”

I was not in the mood for this.

“Listen-” I looked at her name tag and it said Sammy.

“Listen Sammy I just want my coffee without judgment can I have that?” I said to her, and I am pretty sure I might have sneered a little.

She back away with her hands up in retreat. I looked down into my purse and to get my card to pay.

“What’s your name so I can put it on your order.” She asked.

I told her while I was rummaging. I finally found it and paid.

It didn’t take long for my drink to be made but when I heard.

“Darling here is your special with two pumps of sugar and sugar free whip.”

I knew she was joking.

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“This is you right? You said your name is Darkling right?”

“My name is Darlene, not Darkling.”

“Listen I do not know why you are mad, and you feel the need to take out on a stranger, but I have to advise you, you need to work out whatever this is somewhere else.”

I looked at Sammy and she looked as if she was ready for anything, and I just wanted to argue.

I took the coffee and turned to leave.

“No problem, Darkling, anytime.”

My life.

Noel

It was close to noon, and I sat in my secured room making sure everything was going alright at the shop.

Her scent was in the air but mixed with an enticing heat to it. I seen when she went to the counter to order and watched as everything played out.

She was angry but she had her limit as to how she would allow herself to release it. Her jaw kept clenching from the restraint.

Then when I heard Sammy call her Darkling. I almost choked with laughter. Her face was in a state of shock and killer.

I needed to talk to Sammy to control her attitude a bit more but by the way she came into the shop, she was lucky that she didn’t get more.

I should take a quick nap before sunset. Being pure blood, I did not need much sleep, but a nap here and there was normal.

“Darkling.” I whispered. I liked it. It suited the way she was at the Club. The mask would hide the person from us, but their scent always reveals who they are, and Miss Darkling knew how to move her body well.

I heard a knock on the door. “Come in.”

Sammy came in with a smile on her face.

“Did you see that? Miss Lightie wanted to go at it.”

“Yes, I did see that. Did she really say her name was Darkling?”

“No actually she said Darling because she was so consumed in her purse, but I wanted to push her buttons.”

I nodded and decided to let her be for now. “Is there something you need?”

“Yeah, I need to leave early tonight. My babysitter is not feeling well.”

“Sammy you are going to get laid. Why do you lie to me as if I will convict you of a crime.”

“First because you’re my boss and this conversation is totally wrong. Secondly you don’t tell me when you are getting laid so why should I?”

She was right. It is none of my business, but I am tired of secrets.

“Your right. I apologize. Yeah, you can leave early but you stay tomorrow night.”

“Agreed. By the way since I am feeling generous. You need to wet that soon before it shrivels and go into Riga Mortis.” she glanced down at my lap and back up.

Now I must have had the same face a Darkling had. I mean Darlene.

“Wow I am on a roll. Two for two in shock and aww.” She laughed and walked out.

“Did she just tell me to get laid?” I said out loud and she responded as the door was closing, “Yes I did.”

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Goodby My Lover pt 6 Adult content

Darlene

The weekend went by without a call or text from Penny or Colt. I think they are angry because I left them at the club, but I could not find them. It doesn’t matter anymore. It’s Monday and we will see each other at work.

The weather meter flashes seventy-eight degrees with an eighty percent chance of rain. I wonder who came up with the percentages for the chances of rain. I wish they just said, “Bring an umbrella just in case.” That’s more reasonable.

I let out a huff because I knew these thoughts were just popping into my head because I didn’t know why the two of them were avoiding me. I took one more look at myself and decided that it was as good as it was going to get.

Professional attire that showed that I am here to work. Makeup done minimally. Nude lips, brown-lined eyes, and a touch of color on my cheeks. Turning from the mirror I went and grabbed my purse and key card to lock my front door.

I was ready for whatever I was going to be hit with today.

The Office

The building hummed as normal with everyone talking about their weekend and how they had way too much fun. I looked around and didn’t see either one of them.

“Hey Darlene, where are your partners in crime? You three have to put the finishing touches on the presentation to Xercetancial.” Mr., Otimo asked.

“I’m sure they will be her soon.” I answered not knowing if they were coming in.

Mr. Otimo turned towards the elevator and seen the both of them come off of it.

“There they go. Listen you three get to work. Tomorrow they will be here to hear your pitch.”

The three of us nodded and went to our desk. Once he was gone, I turned to the both of them.

“What happened? I ‘ve been calling the both of you since the club and not answer.”

They both looked at me, then turned their heads. Penny looked a bit pink, and Colt was quiet. Colt could never stay silent.

“Spill it now or I am going to think that you both left me to get on.”

They both looked at me with wide eyes and Penny’s mouth felt open.

“Wait. You two–” I was cut off by Penny leaping out of her chair and covering my mouth. Colt grabbed my arm and walking me to the conference room.

They looked around the room and closed the door. Penny went to the coms to make sure it was not on. Then they both looked at me with guilt in their eyes.

“Someone talk.” I said

Colt was the one to begin.

“Well remember when we were at the club, and they were handing out that delicious drink.” He said

“Yes.”

“I had a few too many because I couldn’t feel anything from it.”

“And I matched the number of drinks he had, and it tasted really good.” Penny chimed in.

“What does the drinks have to do with it?” I asked.

“I am getting to it. So, when the drinks finally took effect, I was living my best life. I felt like I was invincible, and I could do the impossible.” Colt said then turned to Penny.

“Yeah, High octane liquid courage. Then I heard in my ear, ‘Do you edge?’ I turned and seen the most beautiful set of eyes on a man, and I said yes.” Her blush turned into a cherry blossom.

“Then I said yes too to the guy who asked me, and they took us to the lower level.” Colt said.

“The Lower Level?” I asked.

“There is a lower level to the club. That is where people who are into things go, while the upper level continues to party.”

“So how did it become you two when two other people asked you guys the same question?”

They looked at each other and Colt blurted out, “There was three of us and I was the only male.”

“Colt you like men, right?” I said looking at him.

“Well, I never really said I like strictly men. Anyway, back on topic. We met a woman named Eliza and we edged with her.”

“That’s why you have not returned my texts or calls?”

“Do you know what edging is?” Penny asked.

“I was not born yesterday. I know what it is.” I told them.

They both looked at me as if I did not know what edging was.

“What is it different with the Nighters then with the Lighties?”

“Let’s just say that there are teeth, blood, elixir and a whole lot of orgasmic release.”

“So, you two were bitten?”

“Ok if you want us to spell it out play by play. There was biting, licking sucking, dripping, moaning, pleading and screwing that happened way, way at the end.”

I stood there looking at the both of them and tried to picture it in my mind and I couldn’t. Penny is so shy and insecure of her body and Cold was all about tight buns and abs.

“Say something, Darlene.” Penny pleaded.

“You guys made me think you were mad at me for leaving early. But instead, you were hiding from me as if I would judge you about this.”

“You do not seem to be open to things like–”

“Like sex?” I said a bit too loud.

“Yes. You have not been with anyone since you started with this company and its five years Darlene. You are borderline prude on the topic.”

“I am not a prude.” I said to Colt.

Penny looked up at me and she seemed to share the same sentiment.

“Penny, you have not been with anyone for a while either.”

Penny looked away from my eyes.

“Penny?” I questioned.

“I didn’t want you to feel alone but I have been with a few guys.”

My head started to pound. “Why should I care about this? We are all adults. Do as you please.”

“See this is what I am saying. You act as if this is not bothering you. Anything that pertains to sex you turn twelve and act out.”

“Fine. Let’s be adults and get to work. We have a presentation tomorrow.” I said pushing past them going to my desk.

They went to their desk, and we worked in silence for an hour until I couldn’t take it any longer. I got up grabbed my purse.

“Where are you going?” Penny asked.

“I need some coffee. I’m going to the coffee shop we were at on Friday. I’ll be back soon.” Then I left.

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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 3(The Club)

Noel

The night would normally be soothing if it was not for the masked party. The masked party was created for both the light and the dark to indulge in each other’s company without feeling like lines have been crossed. The problem is that either a light or a dark will die at the party, and it will be consensual. No one will be responsible because all who attend sign on a dotted line that no one is to prosecute if their untimely death occurs.

Eliza is back, and immediately, there is a mask party. Why is she back? When she left, I did not understand why. Then, things slowly revealed about Eliza.

Before her abrupt departure, there was a death that was not covered by the document. The state senators’ children were into The Club scene and delighted in dabbling into the dark. Donating a drink here and there to feed a high.

Eliza saw both of them at the club and she decided that that night would be a perfect time to extinguish a lightie. She toyed with them for a while and then just drank him dry as his sister watched in a euphoric high.

The senator called for her head, but she left before anything could happen.

Peter was the opposite of Eliza. He never played or orchestrated a masked party. Peter believed in the old ways of seducing lighties and draining them dry. Since those days were gone, he conceded and went with the mask parties.

He enjoyed it for a while but felt as if he was wasting away. Once Eliza left so did he. That left me alone. Unlike some nighters I was not turned. I am a pure bred. That is why at dusk I do not have the unsightly allergic reaction of skin burns.

Being a pure bred I was not allowed to associate with the turned. But I had no friends, and I was tired of being alone. When I met those two, I just held on and looked past what they did. Then they left me alone again.

Now I’m standing here looking at my reflection because pure breeds have one and scrutinized my suit.

A whistle came from behind me, and it was Sammy.

“You look good. You have a date if not I’m free.”

“No on both counts. You are not free, and you know it and I do not date.”

She nodded her head, but she was sporting a smile.

“What?”

“You are going to have a date before the night ends. Have fun.”

There are times when she is a bit to eerie even for me. I looked at the time and grabbed my coat. Let the party begin…

Darlene

Colt and Penny were vibrating with excitement. Colt mouth dropped open when he seen my dress.

“Girl, I did not know you were hiding a body like that. I would have hooked you up with Carlos.”

I know he had to be joking. Carlos hooked me up with everyone. He even hooked me up with Jan Olstin in the merchandise department. She is seventy years old with five grandchildren.

If you can go for it at that age all power to you but even, she should have better standards than Carlos.

We rolled up to the club at nine and the music was amazing. You can here it outside the doors.

“Maybe I should go home.” Penny said.

“No, you don’t. We deserve this. When will we have this chance again?”

We looked at Colt and agreed. Then we put the masks on.

I was gobbed smacked at what I was witnessing. The ambiance was out of the movies with light fog on the floors and people handing out drinks instead of going to a designated bartender.

“I can die now happy.” Colt said.

“Do not do that tonight, ok.”

They both looked at me and laughed. I managed to drink two drinks and went to the dance floor. The music was hypnotic. I just wanted to move, and I did not need a partner to enjoy it. I turned to see that penny and Colt were talking to people already. I’m happy for them.

“Stay right there.” A whispered voice said from behind me. Every nerve ending and every thought was running.

I felt warmth across my cheek before he spoke again.

“Your mask looks as if it’s about to fall off. I will help you tie your mask back on.”

I reached for the mask, and it did slip out of place a bit.

My muscles ached from holding so still. “Why are you helping me? “I whispered to him.

“Let’s just say I hope you will dance with me after.”

Once I felt the mask was secured, I glanced over my shoulder to be greeted by the man I was staring at all night in the club.

He was already close, but he moved in closer to my lips as if he were going to kiss me.

“Would you like to dance with me?” The words he used were so ordinary, yet my body reacted differently. The room faded out, and all I could see was him.

“Yes” I whispered back on his lips.

We stood there fastened in place until we both heard a clearing of the throat.

A young man wanted to pass to get to the bathroom. I turned back around and to the other stranger in the mask.

“Sorry about that.”

I felt when his hand found mine and laid claim to it to pull me back to the huge dance floor.

The music changed to a smoother tone with rich melody. He stepped in closer and took the hand he held and pulled me close placed my hand on his waist. With the other he placed on his shoulder.

We started to move in time to the beat.

I leaned in enjoying his scent, ignoring that my heart was about to burst.

“Did you get an invitation to come to the club or are you with someone?”

“I received an invitation.”

“Can I give you advice for tonight.”

I looked into his eyes and nodded.

“When they come to you and ask if you like the edge. Tell them no.”

What is the edge?

“All right.”

“I would like to –” His statement was cut off when he looked up. there was a man coming in their direction asking a question.

“This is where I leave. Keep your mask on. Never reveal your face.” He stepped away and I wanted him to stay close to me.

“Will I see you later?” I asked hoping for a yes.

“It would not be a good idea. Enjoy the club.” He turned and walked away.

“Excuse me would you like to edge?” A voice asked from behind me.

“No, thank you.” I replied.

“Pity. Have a good evening.” He said then walked to other people asking the same question. I noticed a lot said yes and went downstairs. I did not feel so good. I looked for Penny and Colt but they were no near me.

I pulled out my phone and called a cab to pick me up. These two will be fine. I’ll text them when I’m on my way home. I left but before I did go, I looked for the mystery man.

He was nowhere around either.

Hi it’s Fia’s thoughts.

How do you like the cover of our group?

(Hello, my fire starters. I hope all of you are having a wonderful day. Below you will read a thought that came to me when someone asked me to write something that is non-fiction, more grounded in reality.)

When I came up with the name fire starters, I wanted everyone to feel that they are the spark from the match that is struck. We writers, readers, critics, and creatives are sparks that bring the fire to life.

They say we are a group of escapist if we do not consume the information given to us by the news, keep in the know at all times or build our knowledge to succeed. For some reason people fail to realize that not everyone can handle realism twenty-four hours of the day seven days a week. I do agree we should build our knowledge but there is a time be free, to let our minds drift and create.

Whom ever came up with the phrase “Adulting is hard” is correct, but we all must do it. You know what’s harder? To play as a child would, for the sheer enjoyment of it. To release the pressure of being in the know.

This is just my thoughts on things. My creative outlet is writing and even though it is on the riskier side at times, if you can see the joy in my eyes in what I’ve created. You would understand that a little escapism is not so bad.

Until next thoughts, this fia saying strike your match and let it burn.

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}