15minuteficlets // Prompt: misled // “He Smiles”
Oct. 26th, 2006 11:25 amMy first writing challenge piece! Thanks to the wonderful suggestions of my friends list, I was able to spend a great deal of time trawling about some challenge communities and choose at least one to start with. I'm sure more will follow soon enough.
This piece is for the
15minuteficlets comm. Once a week, you spend fifteen minutes writing a response to a prompt word, which you then post to the community. I had so much fun writing this piece, heading vaguely off into the unknown with not the faintest idea of where I was going. And I learnt that five minutes can seem like fifteen sometimes.
I shall now step aside so the writing can be seen.
Title: He Smiles
Fandom: Original
Rating: PG (PG-13?)
Word Count: 437
Prompt Word: Misled
“You misled me.”
He smiles; a slow gesture of amusement. “Truly?” he asks. “Think about it, Rena. If you didn’t want to be here, would I have been able to tempt you so?”
I open my mouth to respond, but my subconscious is upon me before a word can come out. Is it true? it asks me, in the annoying way of such inner voices. Are you lying to yourself?
He waits, smugness in his eyes.
“You said...”
“I said what? Everything you wanted to hear? All those things that no-one else tells you but that you secretly know are true?” He steps closer and I am backed into a wall. The light of the setting sun blinds my eyes. “How beautiful you are; how your eyes are a glimpse into your amazing soul. How strong! How irresistable. How I cannot stop from touching you.”
Every word is a blade through my heart.
“How I didn’t want to love you,” he murmurs. “Yet how powerless I was to resist your allure.” He runs curled fingers by my face, a hair’s breadth from touching. “Are those the things I said, Rena? Is that how I misled you?”
I can’t answer. My body seethes with hate and yet I still long for him to touch me. Those hands have caused such horror and pain and a part of me can’t help but wonder how they would feel on my skin. Would his fingers be rough as they caressed my face? Or strangely gentle as they pushed the straps of my dress off my shoulders?
Yes, he spoke to all the secret desires in me. He didn’t mislead me: I misled myself. And that doesn’t make me feel any better.
“Then leave me alone,” I say, trying to ignore his breath on my face and the warmth of his body in front of me. “Go away.”
He shakes his head and grants me another languid smile full of cruelty. “No.”
“Yes.” Fear is suddenly in my veins and I push against the wall as though it will miraculously open up and provide me with an escape. “You’ve had your fun. You’ve played your little game. Now go.”
And stop smiling like that. Please.
He laughs. “My game, you say?” He is even closer than before, inclining his head towards the crook of my neck. His lips taste the skin of my throat. “My game is far from over, Rena,” he promises, whispering into my ear. His hand runs up the curves of my body, sending confused messages of delight and fear to my brain. “My game is only just beginning.”
Comments and feedback are welcome. :D
This piece is for the
I shall now step aside so the writing can be seen.
Title: He Smiles
Fandom: Original
Rating: PG (PG-13?)
Word Count: 437
Prompt Word: Misled
“You misled me.”
He smiles; a slow gesture of amusement. “Truly?” he asks. “Think about it, Rena. If you didn’t want to be here, would I have been able to tempt you so?”
I open my mouth to respond, but my subconscious is upon me before a word can come out. Is it true? it asks me, in the annoying way of such inner voices. Are you lying to yourself?
He waits, smugness in his eyes.
“You said...”
“I said what? Everything you wanted to hear? All those things that no-one else tells you but that you secretly know are true?” He steps closer and I am backed into a wall. The light of the setting sun blinds my eyes. “How beautiful you are; how your eyes are a glimpse into your amazing soul. How strong! How irresistable. How I cannot stop from touching you.”
Every word is a blade through my heart.
“How I didn’t want to love you,” he murmurs. “Yet how powerless I was to resist your allure.” He runs curled fingers by my face, a hair’s breadth from touching. “Are those the things I said, Rena? Is that how I misled you?”
I can’t answer. My body seethes with hate and yet I still long for him to touch me. Those hands have caused such horror and pain and a part of me can’t help but wonder how they would feel on my skin. Would his fingers be rough as they caressed my face? Or strangely gentle as they pushed the straps of my dress off my shoulders?
Yes, he spoke to all the secret desires in me. He didn’t mislead me: I misled myself. And that doesn’t make me feel any better.
“Then leave me alone,” I say, trying to ignore his breath on my face and the warmth of his body in front of me. “Go away.”
He shakes his head and grants me another languid smile full of cruelty. “No.”
“Yes.” Fear is suddenly in my veins and I push against the wall as though it will miraculously open up and provide me with an escape. “You’ve had your fun. You’ve played your little game. Now go.”
And stop smiling like that. Please.
He laughs. “My game, you say?” He is even closer than before, inclining his head towards the crook of my neck. His lips taste the skin of my throat. “My game is far from over, Rena,” he promises, whispering into my ear. His hand runs up the curves of my body, sending confused messages of delight and fear to my brain. “My game is only just beginning.”
Comments and feedback are welcome. :D
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on 2006-10-26 01:55 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-26 02:04 am (UTC)The disturbing element made it very hard to choose the rating for the piece, I must admit. I always had trouble rating the stories I put on FictionPress, too. Hopefully I'll get better at that as I write more.
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on 2006-10-26 02:21 am (UTC)I like how the tone of the piece is COMPLETELY different to your usual writing. You almost wouldn't guess that it's a Buneater piece.
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on 2006-10-26 03:49 am (UTC)It is quite a different tone, isn’t it? That wasn’t intentional – there’s actually a section towards the start where I tried to lighten the atmosphere a bit, but the story was having none of it.
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on 2006-10-26 02:12 pm (UTC)I noticed that, actually. I was thinking, this is different, and then I said, "There's Bun!" and then it went back to being serious. I like it. ^_^ And, ya know, if the characters ever decide to tell you more of your story, feel free to share with us...^_~
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on 2006-10-27 12:39 am (UTC)Hehe - yes! I was briefly in there, until the story overwhelmed me. I'm glad you liked it though. :)
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on 2006-10-27 03:30 am (UTC)Yay for playing with styles. You've presented the mood here very skillfully.
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on 2006-10-26 03:59 am (UTC)And i know that nobody likes a gloater, but see??? See???
Maybe you should think more about writing in that style i suggested, remember???:):)
And now i leave, letting all your friends wonder about what kind of style i would like you to write in....
Bunhusband
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on 2006-10-26 07:34 am (UTC)I think the best bit about these things is that there's no pressure. I can just sit down and write something without thinking about the audience or a word-limit or an obligation. All I have to do is write.
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on 2006-10-26 06:08 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-26 07:36 am (UTC)These two have been stuck in my head all day. I keep wondering what their past is and why they're in that situation and what sort of pain and horror have been caused by his hands... I'm thinking of tightening the piece up a little and maybe submitting it to a flash magazine or something.
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on 2006-10-26 08:05 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-26 08:27 am (UTC)Thank-you muchly for your kind comments. :)
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on 2006-10-26 03:22 pm (UTC)And uhm...very interesting reading ^_~.
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on 2006-10-27 12:36 am (UTC)Glad you found it interesting. :D
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on 2006-10-27 12:49 am (UTC)I found it quite interesting. The more so because it wasn't like anything I've read by you so far
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on 2006-10-28 03:49 am (UTC)-Kelly Parra
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on 2006-11-13 09:00 am (UTC)as you can tell, i thought it was frightfully shite :P
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on 2006-11-13 09:19 am (UTC)Well, apart from the next bit to this ficlet.