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Black In the Water

Where mystery meets romance... —Excerpt— We lay next to each other, both of us not saying a thing, but I feel comfortable. I don’t have the impulse to have to talk to him to avoid an awkward silence because it has never been awkward with Ash, I realise. “You asleep?” he whispers to me. “Nope,” I reply quietly. “It’s weird because my body is so tired but I can’t seem to shut my brain off.” “Me neither,” he says. I hear the crackling of the fresh sheet under us move and realise Ash has turned to face me. “Uhm, what?” I ask dubiously. “Nothing, I’m just trying to find a comfortable position.” “Okay,” I say as I stare at him in the dim glow of the candles. Ash stares back at me, his hand lifts to push away a strand of hair that has fallen into my eyes, then he closes his eyes. He is asleep in the next moment, with his hand frozen on my cheek. Usually, with anyone else, I would push his hand away because it feels wrong and uncomfortable. But his caress felt good against the slight burn on my skin. And as he rests his hand on my cheek, I can’t help but think about how no one has ever held me close to them and makes me feel this way. Even though Ash and I are far from holding each other close, just a touch of his hand comforts me in ways that others’ hugs have tried and failed. Without much thinking, I push Ash’s fallen hair out of his eyes and rest my hand against his cheek. In the next moment, as my eyes start to droop, I feel a pull of his cheek against my palm and realise he is smiling. —————————————————————————————————————————— When an apartment building is plagued by a strange substance in its water, its residents uncover a foreboding mystery that will perish them all. With a deadly fog that blocks their escape, they must now forget their differences and work together to overcome the horrifying events that ultimately threaten their survival.

krydwen · Ciencia y ficción
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Apartment 21. Aiden Jenkins. A Friend In Ash (Part 2)

An hour later, Karlie and I found my sister dancing with a guy sporting a ponytail on the patio near the pool. She was grinding her hips on his crotch as if trying to wipe something off—or rather, scratch an itch. I shuddered at the thought and distracted myself by weaving through the throng of drunk dancing college students, Karlie trailing behind me. They were a few years my senior, I had only just started freshman year at the time, and Ash's guests were for the most part his age—two years older. So I didn't see any familiar faces around me, those I found slightly familiar were guys who had tried to hit on me or, at least, ask me out on a date. And those were not friendly faces. I was thanking the powers above every second for meeting Karlie and me at the party. 

I approached Krissy just as she was turning to face the guy she was dancing with, and she spots me behind his shoulder.