Here are the first two "mini-chapters" from an online blognovel I started over at http://eykim87.wordpress.com .
Disclaimer: Though the following contains content loosely based on actual events, it is to be read as fiction. Enjoy the read.
1. “When was the moment…” by Edward Kim Sometimes, having a conversation with someone in bed at four o’clock in the morning can be very interesting. When you’re lying there in the silent room with only the moonlight illuminating the pretty face next to you, the chitchat can go anywhere. Tiffany and I spent the early evening watching old horror movies here at my apartment. Those 70’s and 80’s slasher films that once scared the shit out of me when I was a kid all seem so humorous now. I think it’s the mix of bad acting, outdated special effects, and the terrible writing that makes them so funny. Tiffany shares the same opinion so we thought it would be fun to rent a couple of them and make a night out of it. I got the movies, she brought the wine. It was fun. I wouldn’t consider the relationship that she and I have as a romantic one. In my mind, she’s just another friend I have. Sure, I see her more often then any of my other lady friends, and we do things and act like as if we were a couple that was dating, but we’ve never actually made things official. To be honest, I actually don’t know what she thinks of our relationship. It may be the case where in her mind, she’s already come to the conclusion that we’re a couple because of the things we do, regardless of actually saying something about it. At the end of a couple of movies and wine, we found ourselves with nothing much to do at a really late hour of the evening. “So…you tired any Tiff?” I asked her. She repositioned herself on the couch and laid her head on my lap. “I dunno, I guess…are you? Does mister Eric Daniels have something in mind?” she said in her playful voice. I can only guess that she had plans to stay the night again. Have you ever heard anyone tell you that it’s impossible to be in the same bed with someone from the opposite sex and not do anything? The thought crossed my mind while I took a second to think of what to say to her. “Do you wanna…go lay in bed for a little bit?” she asked me. I looked down into her eyes. “…sure.” Turns out that it’s pretty inevitable that something is going to happen if you’ve got someone else in bed with you. One small thing easily leads to bigger things. After thoroughly enjoying each other, we laid there in silence for a couple of minuets. “Hey Eric…can I ask you something?” I turned to face her and starting running my hands through her soft blonde hair. She turned her head to face me and look me in the eyes. As she leans in to give me a kiss she asks… “When was the moment you realized I was special to you?” I was caught off guard a bit with that question; I really didn’t know what to say. It definitely answered my question about what she thinks of us though. What I say next could certainly change things. It’s easier to just go with the flow in bed than going with the flow with this kind of conversation. I had to think of a safe answer… “uhhhh…you were always special to me…” Responding with an answer like that could’ve gotten me off the hook, or into a little hole. Either way, something interesting is going to happen.
2. “You were always special to me too…” by Edward Kim When you wake up to start your day at two in the afternoon, it can be really easy to say that the day has been wasted. Tiffany decided it was time for her to go. We slowly crawled out of bed and put our clothes on. Neither of us were saying much, but she would just give me a look with that pretty little smile of hers. I would just smile back. We both walk to my apartment door and I open it for her to walk through. She leans in to give me a hug so I embrace her. She squeezes tightly; I can feel her heart beating like a racehorse against my chest. I don’t think the same could be said about mine…I’m very unsure at this point. She gives me a quick kiss and leaves. I just wave and say “seeya.” Not even a minuet passes after closing the door and I hear a knock. I open the door to find my good friend James standing there. James is one of my best friends. We both started art college at the same time and met while we were moving into the building where we both live. He lives in the apartment right under me. After about two years of having classes together, drinking ungodly amounts of alcohol, and the occasional smoking of the wizard’s herb, I’ve found that he’s one of the closest friends I have. So there he was just standing there with his arms crossed and a perplexed look on his face. I greet him… “Hey man, how you doin?” “So…Tiffany stayed over again, eh?” he asks. “No wonder I haven’t been able to get a hold of you all day. Looks like you were busy last night…” I motioned my hand to tell him to come in. I really wasn’t in the mood to immediately talk about the situation between Tiffany and me so I try to avoid it. “Uhhh, you been trying to call me?” I asked. I walk over to my desk and picked up my cell phone, which had been switched to silent. “Five missed calls from you…and…” <the phone vibrates> “…huh, just got a text from Tiff…” “Oh yeah?” James asks. “What she say?” I open up the text and began to read silently to myself… Hey, just wanted to say I had a really great time last night. Give me a call when you’ve got time off again. Btw, you were always special to me too lol I put my phone down and looked over at James. “Yeah…looks like she had a good time last night,” I said. James let out a small chuckle as he shook his head looking down at the floor. I just shrugged. “So you been trying to reach me? What’s up? Something goin down?” I asked. “You know Dave, the guy who lives a couple doors down from you? Well, I bumped into him this morning when I went out for a run and he said that he’s throwin a little party tonight at his place. He says that you and I definitely need to be there.” I sat there on my bed and thought about if I wanted to go. “Yeah, I guess that’ll be cool,” I said. “I kinda don’t know him that well though, you sure it’ll be cool?” “Yeah man!” James replied, “Dave’s a cool guy. Plus, since we’re all neighbors, he said he’ll probably smoke us up later. You gotta bring your own booze though.” I got up and started walking towards my dresser to pick out clothes to wear. I need a shower…I smell like the stank. “Alright dude, I guess I’m down,” I told him while grabbing my selection of clothes and a towel. “What time is this all goin down?” I asked. James started walking towards the door to let himself out, I followed behind him. “I think he mentioned something like around nine or something like that, I dunno. I’ll come up and grab you,” he said. We gave each other a handshake and he started walking out the door. Just as I was reaching to close the door he quickly whips around and asks… “Oh yeah, so what’s going on between you and Tiffany? Maybe you should invite her out to the party.” I took a moment to think about and slowly looked up at him. “Oh I dunno,” I said, “I don’t think I’ll be inviting her out…see you tonight man.” I closed the door. Looks like it’s not gonna be a wasted day afterall. |