A slient Whisper story, tell me what you think
hey guys this is a short story that i'm starting, ummmm...just tell me what you think. i know theres going to be errors in this thing. but kinda work around them if you could. i think it starts off pretty good. so far i like it, so tell me what you think. please. love you guys
To her i'm just a common begin, a common human in this wonderful world i call home. when she sees me she comes with a smile of happiness and joy. a smile so large that even the Gods couldn't stop its glimmer. Her walk is among a God sent, the way she looks at anyone would make you feel that nothing could ever go wrong, at least thats what she told me. she promised me that she'd always be there for me. That she'd never leave my side. That one day we'd have kids and just be happy together. but all thats changed now. I don't know what to say, when i think of her i feel an emptyness, like a part of me is missing. and no, not cause shes gone and away from me, something more than that. something more than a simply depression, more than a simply denial, something more than a heartbreak. like i'm being drained, drained cause of this one person. At night i don't sleep very much. hell, sleep isn't in my vocabulary if you think about it. every day i feel like i'm waking from a living nightmare, like her not being here haunts me.
Its been 4 years since Rachel left me to be with angels of Heaven, and its getting alittle better now on me. i can hold a steady job now, and i'm not eating out of depression so that always good. I'm actually getting out more at least thats what my boss says. but everyday when i go look in that mirror i expect to see Rachel standing there with me lookin upon myself. to me i see alright guy, not to skinny yet muscular, but Rachel, ahh, Rachel...she saw God's greatest gift. To me that made me feel good about myself. Rachel knew that she was gorgous, and i never had to tell her that she was beautiful, cause she already knew that i knew that. i do miss her but i know she wouldn't want me to grieve over death this much.
Days seem long, and nights seem short. Work seems to make things easier on me. “Hi welcome to Comp Air Today, how may i help you” i say those draded words everyday. i sit behind a desk hoping and praying that maybe someday somebody would do us all a favor and stripe a stick of dynimate and blow this place striaght to hell. i've only been here for 2 years now, so this job seems to get worse and worse. it does have its perks. like all the smoke breaks i want, and all the free dounts i can eat. my life couldn't get any better than this, dounts and smoking yep that the life for good ol' Travis.
Now my social life hasn't been on its high point since Rachel's passing so, i usually go home and just watch TV. normally what me and rachel watched together when we lived togething. this house feels so empty without her. Hell even with Rex here and i know he'll always be by myside its still lonely. at night i watch couples walk together and i wonder if i'll be like that again. will i ever hold another's hand, will our fingers ever be intertwined together. will i find another to make happy, give roses to, my laugh, cry, sad, all of those in which Rachel did when she was with me. i do that and lay on my bed. i get see the old Red sofa that has the two yellow rabbits that Rachel bought, all because she thought they were cute. i swear that girl had a weird taste in things. i guess thats one of the things i loved about her so much. that she was a true kid at heart. sometime i feel like i talk to Rachel. “Rachel sweety, hey its baby T, how are things going for you up there?”. ”do you remeber when we first met? that was like probably one of the akward things ever.” i was working at the Rockford Mall, selling Roses for valentines day. and you can by and wanted one, i told her a girl a beautiful as you should watch out for the the one's with thrones cause i'd hate to damage such beautiful skin.” and i went to attempt to grab the one without the thrones caught my hand on the it. i mean never hear a responds but i know that she gets my messeges. i tell her every night that we will be together again. and no one could ever replace her. i pass out holding the pillow that she used to sleep it, clinching it to bear life.
another day to work i go, the blue shirt that has comp air inbeding in to the front pocket. the black slacks with the white socks that never match. and the blacks shoes, that are never polished. i feed rex the normal dogfood that he wines over every morning. such a normal routen for a normal guy. thats how i think of it every morning. i go to my car, oh the ol' honda civic hatchback that i bought when me and rachel moved in together. its black cause that the color that me and her argued over when i got it. and i light a cig, and sit in the car, take a deep breath a prepare for the another day of work. soon as the pull out i notice my old neighbors house was finally not for sell anymore. i guess someone finally brought it. thats pretty good i guess cause that means that someone to talk to. i couldn't see who it was, but thats ok. but as soon as i pull out of my driveway i hear a loud thump. “FUCK!” what did i hit is the first thing i think, i look behind me to see a statue on the back end of my car. “Fuck, my car!” i jump out to see what i was. the statue was a statue of a girl holding a flower, well she was holding a flower. now its more of a steam. i start to look around only to find a young girl standing in shock. “i'm so sorry she cried.”
this young girl so beautiful, i mean drop dead. she had to be about 5'5, long brown hair that just seem to hit the sun at a certain point to make it shine. her body was barbie style, nice long legs, thin waist, overall tan body. just wow, was the expression i got in my head. “i'm so sorry, mister” its ok was what popped up in my head. “Sir?” she replied. i seemed like i was in another world, all i could hear was her beauty. suddenly i snaped back to the dark world i lived in. “Sir?” she said again. “oh yeah...yeah, hey its cool it not like you broke my car” i said said as i come back to reality. soon as i said that a smile came upon her face. smile that i've seen before, but i can't remember where from though. “thats great, sir thank you so much, i just moved in this house right here.” she pointed my old neighbors house. Lightbulb!, she must be my new neighbor. “well hey, like i said its fine, things happen all the time, so your moved next door huh?” “yeah, i just moved in today, i still can't remember the address yet, its like 1854 something, but yeah, i'm from a little small town called Cetianville, like only a population of 200 people. i had to get out of there.” said said. only of 200, i don't think i could live there either, i thought. “Wow, thats not alot of people” “oh where are my manners my name is travis, travis rogers, i didn't get yours?” “my name is Stephanie, Stephanie walker, nice to meet you. Stephanie huh, what a beautiful name, i thought.
Well as Stephanie told me about herself, all i did was smile cause thats all i could do was smile. i don't know what it was. maybe cause she was so beautiful, maybe it was her walk, maybe it was her voice, or maybe it was just everything about her. “well stephanie, i gotta get to work soon, but if you want i'll stop by and chat with you more and help you move things in if you want?” “ sure that would be great, thank you travis.” “No problem, well see you later” “ok thank you again, and sorry about the car.” she said. i started to head for the door, when she say said, “hey travis,thanks your a super guy, no wonder she loved you so much.” my eyes snaped opened and turned and looked at her, and all i could see was that smile again. that smile, i know that smile, but from where. I just said thanks and left, i was so confused. the whole way to work, all i could do is think about stephanie, how beautiful she was, nice, just overall perfect, like something that i used to know along time ago. but what is it?
At work, my boss Rick, was on my ass for begin late by 5 minutes. “God Damn Rick, give me a fuckin break man, it only 5 minutes, and the office isn't open yet!” now Rick was the type of guy that in school did everything right, you know the kid that everyone hated cause he was the class genius. everyone tryed to copy of his paper and he wouldn't let you. the kid who wore pocket protectors, glasses, and wore a oversized bookbag that was bigger than his body. Rick went to college but had to leave for some reason, and is a total ass to everyone because of it. i think what rick needs is to get laid, maybe he'll be a little more calm if that happens. to much work isn't good for the body or the mind. but with a gut that big i don't see anyone being with him. then i heard his annoying voice yell across the office, “Travis, get on the ball, you have plenty of work that needs to get done!” “yes Rick!, damn!” i sit a my cubical, my work, my second home, place my head set on, and get ready for the first customer. “hi welcome to comp air today, how my i help you”, is a say in my head preparing myself. finally I hear the first buz of the day on my line. oh great my first asshole of my day.
“Hi, welcome to comp air today, how can i help you on this lovely day” “Hi ummm...” that voice i've heard it before. my brain is racing trying to remember who it is. my heart is pounding cause it knows who it was but it refuses to tell my brain, and stop this confusion. “Ma'am is there something i can help you with today”i say. “ummm.....well my computer is broken, i don't know what it might be” the angelic voice said back. “well ma'am lets see, well first did you buy the computer from comp air company?” “yes, i did, actually i did before i moved over to this city so you guys my have old address.” well ma'am can i get your first name to look up your records.” i was so nervous to know, i mean her voice had me at hi umm. so i wanted to know who it was. my hands had started to sweat, with excitement. it had to be Stephanie cause she just moved her today, and i think she had a computer. “Sir, ummm....my name is Rachel walker. RACHEL!!! fuck! great the whole time i was thinking about stephanie when i forgot about my rachel, how could that be. “excuse me sir..sir...are you there, my name is rachel walker.” “yes ma'am i got you, it says that you brought the 9145 model about 2 years ago. and the old address hasn't been changed right?, so we have a 5694 Willbow dr, Cetianville is that right?” “yes sir thats it” “alright now, what is the new address, if i could get that?” “ummm....lets see hold on let me go it” she replied. i'm still kinda in shock i can't believe that i wasn't thinking about rachel. the love of my life just gone like, i was thinking about another girl like, i just met her today, but it seem like i knew her already. “sir, ok i got it, its 1854 layersridge rd.” i snaped back to reality once again, but this one was different her address i knew, cause thats the road that i live on. actually i lived next door and that was same house that stephanie movd into, and stephanie didn't tell me she had a sister at all. “excuse me what was address again Rachel?” “ummm...1854 layersridge rd, why, is there a problem?” “no ma'am theres no problem, well i've done the address change, ummm...i'm going to transfer you to the maintance office, ok?, have a great day.” i transfer the call as fast as i could. this was getting stranger and stranger. first i meet a girl name stephanie just moved there today, and now i met a girl name rachel who just moved there today. she also had the same last name. “God i need a smoke break” i get up and go smoke, and think. the rest of the day was like that for me, every phone call i was hoping that the rachel girl would call so i could talk to her, and get some questions answered. one question i would ask why did she sound so nervous like she was afriad to talk to me, but she never did, but i always get to when i go help stephanie out later.
Five'o clock on the dot, time to get the hell out of here, this hell on earth, my ears still hear the buz noise from other phone calls that i've gotten today. but my mind is still puzzled about this morning, was that really a girl name rachel, or was that stephanie. this is killing my brain, i really shouldn't think so hard, and what about my rachel, if she were still here she actually might think that i had a crush on this girl. but rachel would understand right? maybe, maybe not, i don't know anymore, i just need to get home and sleep, something is telling this is going to be something crazy. the drive home was little different i didn't worry about rex, or bills, it was more if i should help stephanie or not. by the time i got home it was dark, and drove by stephanies house slow just to look and see if she was home, and as i thought the light were on, but it look like she had already moved everything in now, but i was still so curious. “what the hell i'm i doing” i started to pull into her drive way. i saw the statue in the garbage, i guess so through it away. i get out of the car, slowly still askin myself what i was doing. but the time i got to the door it was too late, i'm sorry Rachel.
To her i'm just a common begin, a common human in this wonderful world i call home. when she sees me she comes with a smile of happiness and joy. a smile so large that even the Gods couldn't stop its glimmer. Her walk is among a God sent, the way she looks at anyone would make you feel that nothing could ever go wrong, at least thats what she told me. she promised me that she'd always be there for me. That she'd never leave my side. That one day we'd have kids and just be happy together. but all thats changed now. I don't know what to say, when i think of her i feel an emptyness, like a part of me is missing. and no, not cause shes gone and away from me, something more than that. something more than a simply depression, more than a simply denial, something more than a heartbreak. like i'm being drained, drained cause of this one person. At night i don't sleep very much. hell, sleep isn't in my vocabulary if you think about it. every day i feel like i'm waking from a living nightmare, like her not being here haunts me.
Its been 4 years since Rachel left me to be with angels of Heaven, and its getting alittle better now on me. i can hold a steady job now, and i'm not eating out of depression so that always good. I'm actually getting out more at least thats what my boss says. but everyday when i go look in that mirror i expect to see Rachel standing there with me lookin upon myself. to me i see alright guy, not to skinny yet muscular, but Rachel, ahh, Rachel...she saw God's greatest gift. To me that made me feel good about myself. Rachel knew that she was gorgous, and i never had to tell her that she was beautiful, cause she already knew that i knew that. i do miss her but i know she wouldn't want me to grieve over death this much.
Days seem long, and nights seem short. Work seems to make things easier on me. “Hi welcome to Comp Air Today, how may i help you” i say those draded words everyday. i sit behind a desk hoping and praying that maybe someday somebody would do us all a favor and stripe a stick of dynimate and blow this place striaght to hell. i've only been here for 2 years now, so this job seems to get worse and worse. it does have its perks. like all the smoke breaks i want, and all the free dounts i can eat. my life couldn't get any better than this, dounts and smoking yep that the life for good ol' Travis.
Now my social life hasn't been on its high point since Rachel's passing so, i usually go home and just watch TV. normally what me and rachel watched together when we lived togething. this house feels so empty without her. Hell even with Rex here and i know he'll always be by myside its still lonely. at night i watch couples walk together and i wonder if i'll be like that again. will i ever hold another's hand, will our fingers ever be intertwined together. will i find another to make happy, give roses to, my laugh, cry, sad, all of those in which Rachel did when she was with me. i do that and lay on my bed. i get see the old Red sofa that has the two yellow rabbits that Rachel bought, all because she thought they were cute. i swear that girl had a weird taste in things. i guess thats one of the things i loved about her so much. that she was a true kid at heart. sometime i feel like i talk to Rachel. “Rachel sweety, hey its baby T, how are things going for you up there?”. ”do you remeber when we first met? that was like probably one of the akward things ever.” i was working at the Rockford Mall, selling Roses for valentines day. and you can by and wanted one, i told her a girl a beautiful as you should watch out for the the one's with thrones cause i'd hate to damage such beautiful skin.” and i went to attempt to grab the one without the thrones caught my hand on the it. i mean never hear a responds but i know that she gets my messeges. i tell her every night that we will be together again. and no one could ever replace her. i pass out holding the pillow that she used to sleep it, clinching it to bear life.
another day to work i go, the blue shirt that has comp air inbeding in to the front pocket. the black slacks with the white socks that never match. and the blacks shoes, that are never polished. i feed rex the normal dogfood that he wines over every morning. such a normal routen for a normal guy. thats how i think of it every morning. i go to my car, oh the ol' honda civic hatchback that i bought when me and rachel moved in together. its black cause that the color that me and her argued over when i got it. and i light a cig, and sit in the car, take a deep breath a prepare for the another day of work. soon as the pull out i notice my old neighbors house was finally not for sell anymore. i guess someone finally brought it. thats pretty good i guess cause that means that someone to talk to. i couldn't see who it was, but thats ok. but as soon as i pull out of my driveway i hear a loud thump. “FUCK!” what did i hit is the first thing i think, i look behind me to see a statue on the back end of my car. “Fuck, my car!” i jump out to see what i was. the statue was a statue of a girl holding a flower, well she was holding a flower. now its more of a steam. i start to look around only to find a young girl standing in shock. “i'm so sorry she cried.”
this young girl so beautiful, i mean drop dead. she had to be about 5'5, long brown hair that just seem to hit the sun at a certain point to make it shine. her body was barbie style, nice long legs, thin waist, overall tan body. just wow, was the expression i got in my head. “i'm so sorry, mister” its ok was what popped up in my head. “Sir?” she replied. i seemed like i was in another world, all i could hear was her beauty. suddenly i snaped back to the dark world i lived in. “Sir?” she said again. “oh yeah...yeah, hey its cool it not like you broke my car” i said said as i come back to reality. soon as i said that a smile came upon her face. smile that i've seen before, but i can't remember where from though. “thats great, sir thank you so much, i just moved in this house right here.” she pointed my old neighbors house. Lightbulb!, she must be my new neighbor. “well hey, like i said its fine, things happen all the time, so your moved next door huh?” “yeah, i just moved in today, i still can't remember the address yet, its like 1854 something, but yeah, i'm from a little small town called Cetianville, like only a population of 200 people. i had to get out of there.” said said. only of 200, i don't think i could live there either, i thought. “Wow, thats not alot of people” “oh where are my manners my name is travis, travis rogers, i didn't get yours?” “my name is Stephanie, Stephanie walker, nice to meet you. Stephanie huh, what a beautiful name, i thought.
Well as Stephanie told me about herself, all i did was smile cause thats all i could do was smile. i don't know what it was. maybe cause she was so beautiful, maybe it was her walk, maybe it was her voice, or maybe it was just everything about her. “well stephanie, i gotta get to work soon, but if you want i'll stop by and chat with you more and help you move things in if you want?” “ sure that would be great, thank you travis.” “No problem, well see you later” “ok thank you again, and sorry about the car.” she said. i started to head for the door, when she say said, “hey travis,thanks your a super guy, no wonder she loved you so much.” my eyes snaped opened and turned and looked at her, and all i could see was that smile again. that smile, i know that smile, but from where. I just said thanks and left, i was so confused. the whole way to work, all i could do is think about stephanie, how beautiful she was, nice, just overall perfect, like something that i used to know along time ago. but what is it?
At work, my boss Rick, was on my ass for begin late by 5 minutes. “God Damn Rick, give me a fuckin break man, it only 5 minutes, and the office isn't open yet!” now Rick was the type of guy that in school did everything right, you know the kid that everyone hated cause he was the class genius. everyone tryed to copy of his paper and he wouldn't let you. the kid who wore pocket protectors, glasses, and wore a oversized bookbag that was bigger than his body. Rick went to college but had to leave for some reason, and is a total ass to everyone because of it. i think what rick needs is to get laid, maybe he'll be a little more calm if that happens. to much work isn't good for the body or the mind. but with a gut that big i don't see anyone being with him. then i heard his annoying voice yell across the office, “Travis, get on the ball, you have plenty of work that needs to get done!” “yes Rick!, damn!” i sit a my cubical, my work, my second home, place my head set on, and get ready for the first customer. “hi welcome to comp air today, how my i help you”, is a say in my head preparing myself. finally I hear the first buz of the day on my line. oh great my first asshole of my day.
“Hi, welcome to comp air today, how can i help you on this lovely day” “Hi ummm...” that voice i've heard it before. my brain is racing trying to remember who it is. my heart is pounding cause it knows who it was but it refuses to tell my brain, and stop this confusion. “Ma'am is there something i can help you with today”i say. “ummm.....well my computer is broken, i don't know what it might be” the angelic voice said back. “well ma'am lets see, well first did you buy the computer from comp air company?” “yes, i did, actually i did before i moved over to this city so you guys my have old address.” well ma'am can i get your first name to look up your records.” i was so nervous to know, i mean her voice had me at hi umm. so i wanted to know who it was. my hands had started to sweat, with excitement. it had to be Stephanie cause she just moved her today, and i think she had a computer. “Sir, ummm....my name is Rachel walker. RACHEL!!! fuck! great the whole time i was thinking about stephanie when i forgot about my rachel, how could that be. “excuse me sir..sir...are you there, my name is rachel walker.” “yes ma'am i got you, it says that you brought the 9145 model about 2 years ago. and the old address hasn't been changed right?, so we have a 5694 Willbow dr, Cetianville is that right?” “yes sir thats it” “alright now, what is the new address, if i could get that?” “ummm....lets see hold on let me go it” she replied. i'm still kinda in shock i can't believe that i wasn't thinking about rachel. the love of my life just gone like, i was thinking about another girl like, i just met her today, but it seem like i knew her already. “sir, ok i got it, its 1854 layersridge rd.” i snaped back to reality once again, but this one was different her address i knew, cause thats the road that i live on. actually i lived next door and that was same house that stephanie movd into, and stephanie didn't tell me she had a sister at all. “excuse me what was address again Rachel?” “ummm...1854 layersridge rd, why, is there a problem?” “no ma'am theres no problem, well i've done the address change, ummm...i'm going to transfer you to the maintance office, ok?, have a great day.” i transfer the call as fast as i could. this was getting stranger and stranger. first i meet a girl name stephanie just moved there today, and now i met a girl name rachel who just moved there today. she also had the same last name. “God i need a smoke break” i get up and go smoke, and think. the rest of the day was like that for me, every phone call i was hoping that the rachel girl would call so i could talk to her, and get some questions answered. one question i would ask why did she sound so nervous like she was afriad to talk to me, but she never did, but i always get to when i go help stephanie out later.
Five'o clock on the dot, time to get the hell out of here, this hell on earth, my ears still hear the buz noise from other phone calls that i've gotten today. but my mind is still puzzled about this morning, was that really a girl name rachel, or was that stephanie. this is killing my brain, i really shouldn't think so hard, and what about my rachel, if she were still here she actually might think that i had a crush on this girl. but rachel would understand right? maybe, maybe not, i don't know anymore, i just need to get home and sleep, something is telling this is going to be something crazy. the drive home was little different i didn't worry about rex, or bills, it was more if i should help stephanie or not. by the time i got home it was dark, and drove by stephanies house slow just to look and see if she was home, and as i thought the light were on, but it look like she had already moved everything in now, but i was still so curious. “what the hell i'm i doing” i started to pull into her drive way. i saw the statue in the garbage, i guess so through it away. i get out of the car, slowly still askin myself what i was doing. but the time i got to the door it was too late, i'm sorry Rachel.