“You…. You… you’re the one with the pen.” I said after finding my voice.
“And that my sweet Janice is correct.” He grinned, going to sit down on my couch like he is the sole owner of my house. First it was Ethan that walks into my house like he owns it, and now… this guy with the pen also.
“So…. I believe you are looking for this.” He waves the book.
“Yes, that is my book.” I snarled angrily at him.
“Ohh I know that, and I also know that…. You need this book to get rid of me. And so henceforth, this book will now be in my possession. You can’t get rid of me Janice.” He gazed into my eyes, with so much hatred.
The worst part of all this, is that I can’t even remember him as any of my fictional characters. He doesn’t have the same description as any of my characters. Who the heck is he.
“Who are you?” My master asked the one question I was bringing myself to ask.
He crossed his leg, “Me? I’m just a nobody. A nobody who has to seat by all his life and wonder what his purpose on this life is.”
“I don’t understand. What do you mean?” I asked feeling so confused.
“You won’t of course understand. You don’t even recognize me a character you created.” He spats out hatefully.
“I don’t think I have ever created any character that has your descriptions. I didn’t create you.”
He stands up from the couch then walks up to me, my master did the same standing beside me protectively.
“Of course I don’t have the description of any of your characters, you Janice didn’t give me a description. I was just there, a faceless bastard who sells corn dogs for your wonderful main characters to buy. I was the unknown, the unseen… that one person nobody cared to look at.” His chest was heaving heavily as he talked… I on the hand tried understanding all what he just said.
In all my stories there’s this one guy at the park, who sells corn dogs… and of course to give my main characters a playful date, they would always patronize the guy who sells corn dogs.
“Wait! Now I remember, the date Ethan took me to. We bought a corn dog, and back then I never got to wonder why the corn dog seller and even the security guards, all had no face. Now I know, you didn’t give them a face.”
Vivian said with a look of understanding.
“I didn’t give them a face, because they were useless to the story. The story is about the main characters, and the helping characters. Security guards, corn dog seller or ice cream seller, do not help in developing the story.” I defended myself.
“And because we were useless, you cared less about us. Forgetting you created us in the first place!!” He yelled in my face, I shifted back in fear.
“But anyway…” he walks around the sitting room majestically, his hands opened wide.
“You are going to become that nobody, and I…. Will be that main character in your book. I will make sure you become that unknown, unwanted, unseen character Janice. Just you wait.” He said vanishing before my very eyes, leaving a lingering evil smirk in my head.
“That was intense. What are we going to do?” Daniel comments.
“I don’t know about you guys, but I’m buying myself a can of cold drink, then sit back and watch the drama unfolds.” Vivian chuckled exiting the sitting room.
“Don’t mind what she said Janice, we are surely going to find a way out of this. I will go talk to Vivian.” Daniel pats me on the shoulder, then exists the sitting room.
I fell to the ground feeling so hopeless.
“Hey. Look at me.” Master said sitting next to me on the ground, I raised my head up and stare at him, tears already gathering in my eyes.
“What am I going to do now. My life is over, he has the book and the pen. There’s nothing we can do anymore.” I sniffed, holding back the tears… I couldn’t do a good job of holding the tears in, and so they fell down on their own.
Master wiped my tears with the back of his palm, placing soft kisses on my cheeks.
“Hey, we are going to look for a solution. And we are going to end this whole thing once and for all.” He placed a kiss on my forehead, and I smiled through the tears.
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Daniel POV:
“Please do not tell me you are a here to lecture me.” Vivian said dryly filing her nails.
“You are just so unbelievable Vivian. Why can’t you see that the poor girl is going through a lot right now. So was if she made our life not so easy, it’s not her fault she was writing a goddamn book, that the characters were living. Why won’t you stop blaming her for your death, why won’t you stop being angry at her!” I shouted angrily, hoping I would get through to her.
“Are you kidding me right now. I died in the hands of a man that loves me, and you said I should support her? That I should feel pity for her? No Daniel, that’s where you’re wrong. she deserves everything that is coming her way right now, she deserves it’s all!” She shouted back at me, her eyes blazing with anger.
“You are never going to forgive her, are you?” I asked in realization, shaking my head disappointedly.
“Why should I? She has made my life a living hell, she killed me and that is all I’m going to remember. I don’t care if she’s going through whatever she’s going through right now. I don’t care whatever that evil guy has planned for her. But she is going to pay for killing me.”
It might be stupid to say this, but at this very moment.. I find her anger, panting chest, blazing eyes… very attractive… and so I did the one thing she would definitely kill me for. I grabbed her hand, pulled her closer to me and then kissed her.
“What the fuck Daniel.” She yelled pushing me away. Not paying attention to her, I grabbed her once more… carried her up in my arms then throw her on top of the bed.
“What… what are you trying to do Daniel.” She stuttered her eyes enlarged.
“You say you don’t love me, you say you’re not attracted to me one bit. Well let’s see how unresponsive you can be to my touches.” I grinned wickedly, getting on top of her.
I held both her hands in places, nimble on the lower part of her lips softly, my dick poking at the entrance of her cunt, with just her gown and my trouser in the way. Fuck! I want her. I want to rip this gown off her and ravage her body hungrily, but I should take things slowly.
I trailed kisses from the blade of her shoulder to the swell of breast.
She breathes out. I looked up at her and smirk.
Letting go of her left hand, using my right hand to shift her gown downwards… so her appetizing breast could be on display for my eyes only.
“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” Janice screamed from downstairs. I stared at Vivian panicking, at the same time getting down from her body.
I rushed down the stairs, only to meet Ethan trying to calm down a faceless person. No way, it can’t be. Janice?
“What’s going on Ethan, I can’t see my face… why can’t I see my face?” She cried out holding a mirror in her hand.
“Well…, he did say… he would make you unseen. So I’m guessing the show just started. This is going to be so interesting.” Vivian taunts coming down the stairs.
“No, no, no please no. Wait! Who am I?”
“What!” Ethan and I yelled at the same time, staring at Janice in shock.
“And now she’s unknown. I am definitely loving this show.” Vivian laughed.
Ohh no, this is not happening.
T. B. C