When Thomas's eyes snapped open, everything was blurred at first. Stirring in bed, the phone ringing continued.Stilldrowsy with sleep, Thomas stretched his hand to the bedside table and took his phone.."Hello", he voiced in a husky tone."I really thought you died", the reply came from the other end."Huh?""I called you countlessly forgetting how much of a deep sleeper you are", he scoffed.Thomas drew the phone away from his ear to stare at the caller, he recognized the voice but his brain felt still a little foggy."Liam", he mouthed and the sleep vanished.He sat upright, "Liam!" A spread across his face.."Hey! Don't scream in my ears"."You're in town now?" Thomas asked with a chuckle."I'm pretty sure I informed you yesterday", Thomas imagined him roll his eyes."I have someone to show you man, our usual spot"."Liam come on..." Thomas tried objecting."No, you come on! Tom it's been long enough, how long more are you gonna keep mourning? You don't do nothing these days""I'
Denzel wrapped up his fishing once he checked his time. He was going to prepare Tania something really nice as his apology. They've been married for 28 months and they've never had a major quarrel like earlier this morning. Tania left for work angry and so did he but he was going to make it up to her tonight, with his cooking and maybe a little planned speech.He had vowed to make her happy when he married her and she's been the sweetest soul ever. He never wanted them to go to bed with anger in their hearts.Denzel rushed home and arranged the whole place, it was 5:48pm already and Tania closed from work at seven. Say an hour and half, she'd be at the door.He began cooking and cleaning. He had bought flowers on his way home, so he decorated the place, when he was done, the time read 7:23pm.He sighed and rushed in to take his bathe, he wore only his pants and waited bare chested.Denzel waited and waited, the food grew cold but Tania wasn't home yet. He checked the time, it was 8
The knock on the door disrupted Denzel's sleep. He loved to sleep in everytime, but he rose from.bed anyways, though a bit sleepy, he walked to the door and twisted the door knob open."Denzel", Sophie gushed at his naked body. Well just his chest."Oh Sophie, goodmorning", Denzel greeted, immediately looking over her shoulders, "where's Tania?" He asked.She paused and stared at him for a second."She refused to come with you? Don't tell me she sent you to pick up her clothes for today", sadness laced his voice."What are you saying? Didn't Tania come home last night?" "Sorry what?""Tania.. she didn't sleep at my place, she left at night and I called you but no answer so I guessed you might have been faraway from your phone or something. I actually came to apologize because she...""Sophie wait! Wait!" Denzel couldn't comprehend a thing."What do you mean she left at night?" He asked."Well, she found out you called and I told you that she was at my place, she got furious and left
The cop led them out, "you might want to follow us to the station and make a statement?" He asked them.Denzel looked at Sophie and she nodded.The cop nodded too and they stepped out together, but once outside, Sophie had to make a call to her boss that she might come in late or wouldn't even come in at all.Almost immediately, Denzel's phone rang too. He took it out his phone pocket and stared at the screen that had lit up with the name MOM JOHNSON on the screen. That's the way he saved his mother-in-law's number on his phone.He sighed. He didn't know if to pick or not in this situation. Tania was her only child. And if he doesn't pick, she's ready to rush down to his home. He swiped green."Denzel?" Her voice fell through "Mom. Goodmorning", he tried to sound normal as possible but she wasn't helping."Did Tania come home?"He had never had a reason to lie and at this point, he couldn't even cook up one."Hello? Denzel?""Uh. Mom. Yeah. Can I uhh... Can I like call you back la
Thomas Bradly sat still on his seat as people exited the cinema. The movie was obviously over but a bored and lonely Thomas remained seated.He stared at the big screen though he was obviously looking absent minded. It was remaining a few people when he finally stood and stretched. He pulled his face cap over his head well and headed out.Thomas Bradly was a 38-year-old talented and successful writer who had been on hiatus for two years now since he lost his mom. His dad died when he was just a baby and his superwoman raised him all by herself. She never remarried and he loved her so much, but she finally left him. She died of acute pneumonia and though he tried everything as well as the doctors too. He could see it in her eyes. She didn't want to leave. She wanted to go. She was vocal about it. She had caressed his face that night and begged him to let her go. She begged him to find a girl, get married and have kids.Thomas has been alone ever since. There was no motivation to write
Mrs. Johnson stared back at her son-in-law like he had grown horns."Denzel?" She called, thinking he might be half asleep."Who is Denzel?" He asked. His confusion was vivid on his face and the woman badly wanted to believe he was faking it."Mom?" Sophie's voiced rang out.She had taken permission from work, drove straight home then changed into something better and drove back to Denzel's place."Denzel?", Sophie called and walked in."Mom. Lunch's ready", she announced.Meanwhile, Thomas who was now Denzel stared at her weirdly. He had never seen her before and who's this Denzel they speak of?"Denzel? Are you awake now?", Mrs. Johnson asked him.He gently stood from the ground and walked like a zombie to the mirror he saw in the room.He looked into it and the reflection he saw freaked him out.He darted his eyes at the two ladies that exchanged glances at each other confusedly. He darted back his eyes to the mirror. Who was the motherfucker staring back at him?!!!"Hey? Denzel?
He left Sophie as she sniffed and stared back at him."You scared us all", she chuckled and stood, "come and grab a bite", she said to him.He nodded at her and she left.He rushed again to the drawer and found what seemed like an empty journal. It looked new. Whoever bought amongst man and wife hasn't used it yet.He took it out. "Hopefully, If I sleep again and be awake from all of this", he said to himself.Darting his eyes at the clock, it was simply 1:53pm. God! That's a long time before nighttime. What is he supposed to be doing?!!!Well, he's going to act as Denzel to continue the story and hopefully time, so that time doesn't stop again and he can go home, back to his body.He was definitely trashing that mirror and breaking it to pieces once he got back!He sighed and stood and left the room. For the next couple of hours, he was going to be Denzel Williams.He stepped out into the living room, the woman from before turned to him, "Denzel?""Mom", he smiled, "forgive me", he
Thomas roamed Denzel's room - the entire house to be precise.He couldn't believe he created all this. It looked so damn real. The people in it too. The whole thing, it was amazing.He walked back into his room and stared at his reflection. Damn! He made this guy even hotter than himself! It made him wonder what the insides of his other books were like. He took a good look around, from the bathroom to the room, the closet, the drawers, until he found one that was locked with a key.He searched everywhere for the key but couldn't find it. He stood with the intention of getting something to hit it with when he felt light headed."What was that?", He said to himself when he recovered and went ahead to get a hammer.He finally broke the lock and drew open the drawer. There were lots of things inside, but one pricked his interest. It was an old journal, more like a diary.This might be wrong on all angles but him being inside his novel was more weird than any shit. He sat on his bed and o