Sunday Scribbling: Confession (Stealing Time Part 1)

Sunday Scribblings Prompt :Confession

Kell just stared at her, silent.

“Please say something!  I know it’s a crazy story. You have to believe me.”

She was so tired.  All she wanted was to lay down and sleep but she had to make him understand.  “I’m not joking, I’m not hallucinating, and if you don’t listen to me, something terrible is going to happen!

Kell put his head in his hands as she spoke and when she stopped, he sat up and looked at her like he’d never seen her before.  What was he going to do now?  He thought they had gotten so close.  He’d never met anyone like her.  They had talked for hours about so many things.  He couldn’t be so wrong about her.

“Kell, Please?”

She had explained it badly. It didn’t really matter how she explained it.  How could she expect him to believe her?  Time travel didn’t exist right?  Except in her bizarre life it did and the only man she had ever loved was going to die, again, if she didn’t convince him.

“Cassie, I know you believe” he started to say.

“I don’t just believe it Kell, I live it!  It’s real.  Please” she pleaded.  “If I am crazy, what could it hurt?  You call in sick and we wait across the street. If nothing happens then no big deal.  I’m crazy, you’re alive, no harm done.”

“No harm done,” he thought. “No harm done.”  Crazy or not, maybe she just needed to be trusted.  “Okay”, he said.  “You win. I’ll call in, but we don’t have to go down there.  I trust you.”

“I’m glad you can say that Kell, but if this was reversed, I’d be thinking you were nuts.  I want to prove it to you.  You have to see..” She trailed off, tired, but glad he would be safe for now.

Kell saw the shadows under her eyes.  He put his arm around her.  “You’re beat” he said. “Let’s get some sleep.  I’ll do whatever you want in the morning.

She lay down and was asleep in minutes.  When she woke the next morning, the sun was pouring in the window.  She stretched and then realized that she was alone.  She sat up in a panic and saw the note on the pillow next to her.  She scanned it quickly, jumped up, and hopped around as she jerked on her boots.  She flew out the door and down the stairs, almost knocking over old man Clay as she went through the foyer and out to the street.

She ran the six blocks to the Center where Kell worked and as she got close she saw the smoke and lights from the fire truck.

“NO! NO!” she cried, sprinting to the next block.  Why didn’t he listen?  She thought she had gone back far enough this time to give him a chance to get to know her, to trust her. She crossed the street and lost herself in the crowd but stayed close enough to see.  She didn’t want to see, but she couldn’t tear herself away.  She was jostled and pushed, not even realizing that she was crying.  She felt a hand on her shoulder.


She went still.  She slowly turned and there he was, white as a sheet. She tried to hug him but he held his hand out to stop her.


Cassie reached out and grabbed his hand.  “I’ll tell you all of it, but right now we have to get out of here.” She pulled him between the buildings and through the alley.  She knew they had to hurry but at least he believed her now.  There was hope.

12 thoughts on “Sunday Scribbling: Confession (Stealing Time Part 1)

  1. danni

    i was propelled head first into the story – slid right through it with your writing style – now i’m busting to know more — what’s up here??? — btw i live a christian life style, but have managed to overcome needing appointments to talk to God or rabid interpreters, so it’s all good now – but those early years were rough on a little girl!!! — thank you for visiting me!!!

  2. missalister

    Holy smoke, Dee, this is sizzling hot! At first I thought—with him being as white as a sheet—that he had died, which is why he put his hand up to stop her from hugging him. But when she’d grabbed onto a solid hand and pulled, I thought he hadn’t. And then I was hit with the possibility that she was time-traveling again. And I love the wondering! Wow! You did an exceptional job on this, Dee! The only thing I tripped on in this whole, splendiferous piece was—and I can be slow—to remove any shred of doubt that it’s Cassie speaking at the end. Like to tack the last paragraph onto the previous sentence or, if not, to stick a “Cassie said” in there somewhere, like “I’ll tell you all of it,” Cassie said, “but right now we have to get out of here!” You know? And like over at my place, you can tell me to get stuffed if you think I’m out of line with all my talk, alright? Because you already pulled an A grade on this : )

  3. patois

    This was fabulously well done. I loved it.

    On another note, can I just tell you how much I love your answer to the random question in your profile? Bravo!

  4. Dee Post author

    Wow – I’m in comment heaven here! MissAlister, thanks and I think I will take your advice and fix that ending.

    Patois, thank you on both counts 🙂

    Paisley – we just might. I kind of like Cassie and Kell and I’d like to see where they end up next myself…

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