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Yvette Francaise

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Just Checking Up! Part Eighteen: The Great Misadventure!

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Sitting next to Silks in the observatory, coffee and cinnamon made me want her more. Soaking in the decay of the building, her beauty contrasted it in the best way. Chatting away, my stupid ass had friend zoned her. Why did I do that? Every part of me wanted to get to know her better. Such a mission plagued me, her smile yesterday bringing life back into my soul. The evening passed way too fast, dropping her off seemed like a sin. Cal greeted me at the door of our apartment, a sly smirk pissing me off. Must he always do that!“So did yo...

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Just Checking Up! Part Seventeen: Wrong Place and the Wrong Time!

Yvette Francaise

Silks:Humming behind the counter, brown walls greeted me. Hoping that the Gothic guy would come back after the first cup of coffee, dismay dimmed my eyes at every other customer ringing that damn bell. The bell rang once more, Rip making his way to the counter with that cute smirk. Making his coffee for him, a sprinkle of cinnamon finished up his order. Spinning over to meet him, the hem of my lace pleated skirt floated up. “All ready!” I sang cheerfully, his eyes twinkling away causing my breath to hitch. “Nice to see you coming back around...

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Just Checking Up! Part Sixteen: That Darn Hidden Journal

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Blonde waves floated up as Callan crashed into the passenger side of my hearse, his cross earring glinting in the morning light. Fussing with his light gray suit, a bit of a smirk haunted his lips. Donning a similar height and build, our bond over heavy metal and such things kept me sane in the past. Fresh Hell really did follow my every footfall before meeting him, bad luck warming up to good luck. What a good treat to cherish. “Why are we keeping Silks behind at the office?” He inquired with a couple of blinks, a long sigh drawing fro...

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Just Checking Up! Part Fifteen: Into the woods!

Yvette Francaise

Silks:Pulling up to a horror movie coded cabin in the woods, Sally Sue’s stern motherly look did little to shut down Rip’s and mine hesitation. Endless pine trees spread as far as the eye could see, spirits of all kinds poking their heads out from around the trunks. Grimacing at the sight, the sensations of it all were growing stale. A strange energy blasted me from the truck, a dull smoky gray claiming the land. Matching what stood before, someone dragged me here. Wondering who, a forlorn sorrow bit the air. Fussing with my scarlet sweater ...

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Just Checking up! Part Fourteen: Nightmares and Sally Sue!

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Drumming my fingers on the conference table, Sally Sue’s invitation for me alone woke up a special kind of anxiety. Dread brewed away in my head, the image of Silks floating into the air before collapsing into a soulless heap in my arms haunting me to no end. Not to mention the damn cult succeeding in summoning demons, or Silk’s ability to kill them with white magic. Cinnamon drifted up my nostrils, Silks setting down my favorite coffee in front of me. Words came out of her lips, none of them registering. Smoothing out her sleek red and ...

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Just Checking Up! Part Thirteen: I Simply Don't Belong

Yvette Francaise

Silks:People bustled around me, the noise of the mall swelling by the second. Every passing footfall brought me closer to shorter breaths, a tip bringing me here. By myself, I might add. Fussing with my sleek black sweater dress, the new black boot provided me with a bit of stability. Searching for the bright side of the situation, a flurry of bad moods kept that at bay. “I don’t belong here.” I mumbled angrily under my breath, my emerald earring earpiece going off. “What do you want?” Rip cleared his throat, his men shouting in the disguise...

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Just Checking Up! Part Twelve: The Illumination of a Cookout

Yvette Francaise

Rip:A radio played in the background, hot dogs and hamburgers grilling away at Sally Sue’s place. Several people approached Silks, her genuine smile never leaving her lips. Guilt devoured me whole, yelling at her for trying to help me ripping my heart to shreds. A pat on my shoulders had me leaping ten feet into the air, my old man waving as he took my side. “You haven’t changed one bit, still jumpy as a grasshopper.” He teased openly, his hand cupping a cold beer. “Silks invited me. You know, something about your mother getting gunned down....

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Just Checking Up! Part Eleven: The Truth of a Shattered Heart!

Yvette Francaise

Silks:Sally Sue yanked me into one of her classic mother bear hugs, her ivory wool sweater smelling of her usual scent of vanilla. Stepping out of her needed embrace, a proud grin spread cheek to cheek at my bump. Flitting her gaze between my wedding band and Rip, her palms pressed together. Spinning around, the six inches I had on her allowed me to catch her petite form. Helping her to her feet, her wrinkles deepened with a sweeter smile. “This meal is on me, a wedding gift to top them all!” She announced loud enough to attract the attentio...

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Just Checking Up Part Ten: A Bittersweet Midnight

Yvette Francaise

Rip:A subtle force tugged at my blankets, a clammy sweat drenching my skin. Sitting up with a jerk, the worn camouflage comforter floated to the floor. A twisted version of my mother stabbed Silk’s side of the mattress repeatedly, her wrinkled black dress looking worn. Seconds from having a damn heart attack, a swing out of the bed had her dragging across the floor by her waist. Throwing her into the bathroom, a chair underneath the doorknob locked the beast in her porcelain confines. Every breath shortened, Silks’ name exploding from my lip...

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Just Checking Up! Part Nine: A Scary Wake Up Call!

Yvette Francaise

Silks:“I can’t sleep.” I mumbled to myself anxiously, my wedding band glinting in the moonlight. Pausing for a moment, our honeymoon would have to wait. Snatching my purse off the nightstand, the fact that my father was alive bit the deepest part of my mind. Joining the team yesterday, the file on all he said running through my mind like a damn train. Tugging on a simple black sweater dress, a shake of my head had it drifting to the floor. Changing into a silk blood red sweater that showed them to the world, a yank of a pair of a stretching...

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Just Checking Up! Part Eight: Cinnamon and its Bittersweet Notes!

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Cinnamon drifted up my nose, the drink reminding me of how my mother nearly murdered Silks yesterday. Guilt ate at me, tears welling up in my eyes. Running my fingers along the rough conference table, the texture irked me. Ticking of the clocks along the wall woke up an aggressive migraine, throats clearing around me. Questions faded in and out, a loud what exploding from my lips. “Do you think you could get her to join our team?” A couple of them requested, the past days getting us nowhere. “After our week off in honor of your honeymoon...

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Just Checking up! Part Seven: A Thorn in my Side!

Yvette Francaise

Silks:Mavis dragged me into the local dress store, her perfect bun accentuating her ladylike features. Dusting off her silky black A-line dress, her pearls glinted in the morning light. Focusing on her fancy pearl covered heels instead of the wedding dresses, a panic attack waited in the wings. Fussing with Rip’s borrowed sweater, my fishnet tights began to rub against the skin on my bump. Scratching my beat up sneakers on the polished wooden floors, an icy voice paralyzed me. Looking up slowly, a tremble claimed my body. Please don't be rea...

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Just Checking Up! Part Six: Broken Memories and Twisted Files!

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Silks poked at the quiche on her plate, her appetite not existing after a severe panic attack. Choosing to sip at the ginger tea instead, Mavis inquired of her health. Mumbling something about morning sickness, the excuse simply had to be bought. Scratching at her neck, ruby beaded along the fresh marks at the nape of her neck. Dropping her hand to her lap, her antsy energy picked up. Pulling her onto my lap, my arms draping around her waist did little to stabilize her. Struggling through the dinner, every other second was spent being pa...

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Just Checking Up Part Five: An Odd Book Club and a Found Family Member

Yvette Francaise

Silks:Sucking in a deep breath after a long nap, a wrinkled hand on my shoulder had me jumping ten feet into the air. Herb had to run some errands out of town, the library being the sole place with cameras. Mumbling something about a book club reserving the table, I couldn’t leave fast enough. Stealing away to a dark corner with my new laptop and worn leather bag, her cold icy blue eyes glared darkly at how his band t-shirt fell to my knees. Fussing with my new solid gray tights, my beat up sneakers didn’t speak of a person of respect. Shoot...

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Just Checking Up Part Four: An Omelette with a side of a Secret!

Yvette Francaise

Rip:Scrambling the eggs, a zoned out Silks frightened the shit out of me. Wearing one of my band t-shirts, this blasted suit felt wrong. Knowing she was having panic attacks alone tore my hearts to shreds, the searing pan hissing as I poured the seasoned eggs in. How do I help her out? Chewing on my bottom lip, her depression led to her not eating for the past couple of days. Forcing her to eat felt rude but the baby had to eat. Crisp edges popped up, a sprinkle of cheddar cheese distracting me. Folding the egg over, her quiet voice threw m...

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