22.2.10

Teaser Tuesday on a Non-Tuesday

I won't have any time to post my teaser tomorrow, so I guess I'll just post it now. This is from Mirror, Mirror the novel I have been avoiding for months. A couple of days ago the characters sat beside me while I was watching TV and whispered answers to so many of the questions I had.

I hope to rework some of the plot and change the title. My goal is to be done with this novel before my birthday which is in June. Keep your fingers crossed.

This is unedited, by the way, but I hope you guys enjoy it. I look forward to reading everyone's teasers.

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That was the last time I seen Ellis cry, but it wasn't the last time I seen him. He came over all the time. We didn't talk a lot, but that was mainly because there was nothing to say. On my part, I remained silent because I didn't know enough about his and Sarah's history to say anything, that he could relate to. He, I supposed, remained silent because so much time had passed and the bond that he and Sarah had shared, was growing weak, thin.

Like an old lady's bones, it was ready to break.

Whenever he came over, we'd sit on the couch and watch TV. He would hold my hand and let the pictures flitting across the screen be our only connection.

One day, though, he decided to speak.

"How come you didn't call me on that first night. When you came home? I would have liked to know that you were back." We were watching a made-for-TV movie whose plot I couldn't make out. I was too busy thinking about his hand in mind, wishing it was someone else's.

I shrugged. "I went through a lot. I just wanted to be alone."

"Alone," he repeated.

I didn't say anything. This was all so new to me, making up things as I went. The truth, I only would admit to myself. I didn't know anything about being alone. Only when I lived with my aunt Margaret, did I feel like I was just a lonely soul roaming the earth with no essential purpose. But when I joined a family, a real family, I felt like I belonged. As time passed, I found out I didn't. So, I didn't know about being alone but I did know about being lost.

Paul had told me that there was something about me that seemed so different, so dark. I seen that same thing in Ellis as he stared at me, his eyes analyzing, calculating. What, I did not know.

"Where were you?" he asked.

I sighed. "Look, I don't want to talk about this." I glued my eyes to the TV screen. It had worked on Brenda, I prayed it would work on him.

"I'm sorry, I just don't understand some things."

"You don't need to," I said. "All that matters is that you're here, and I'm here. Right?"

I tried my best not to choke on the words. Low had wrote them. It was nice to know that some part of him would come in handy one day.

"I guess you're right."

"I am right. Now, let's just watch this movie. It's getting good."

Ellis didn't say anything more.

5 comments:

  1. Intriguing...makes me wonder what Ellis was crying about that last time. I'm interested to know how this all pans out.

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  2. Love this, leaves me with questions and curious about Ellis.

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  3. I really like the characters and interactions here. Nice!

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  4. questions, questions, questions.

    I love their dialogue, and would like to know about what Ellis is thinking, who is the MC thinking about when he holds her hand? More please!

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  5. Loved loved loved the dialogue. But I'm wondering what's going on with the characters - what's the drama? That's only cos i probably havent read anything from this WIP before :)

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