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Fictional Writings of Elleander Grey


  • Lily's quick affection for Frank led him to her bed. Their passion did not garner strong support among the clique and the relationship concluded quickly. However, their friendship did not suffer as a result, but instead erased all sexual tension and attraction. The failure between Lily and Frank was attributed to both the sad naivety of youthful lust, and a culmination of painful childhoods. However the conclusion of their affair created a stronger understanding of each other’s suffering. The same suffering that winked from the inner-region of each other upon their meeting. Yet now it had grown into an obvious and fully uncovered stare upon each other and a stronger friendship formed. Lily's passion for charismatic men solidified further into her weakness as well. However, at the ultimate pinnacle of this entire interaction between Lily and Frank was the fear of loneliness. Through physical gratification Lily and Frank found a vacation from the isolation and cold seclusion in the world, however briefly it lasted. Lily spent her childhood in a house lacking any trace of dirt. Her room walls were painted white. The living rooms were painted white, the kitchen was white, and her parents room was white. The wooden tables reflected the shimmer of the lamp atop them, and brightened the already blindingly white walls. There was no dust in this house, and everything was as clear as a lie. Lily's mother would sit in the house alone thinking of nothing, and begin to tap her feet against the glass table next to the white couch. Her fingers would beat nervously against her knees and wait until the clock struck to swallow her next pill. Only then could she begin to live. In this life she swept and mopped and scrubbed her house’s soul clean of any existence while Lily's poor father returned home in a suit and briefcase that guarded his manhood like a primly wrapped package. Here he found Lily's new 'fuck up boyfriend,' or so he perceived, and Lily herself, randomly returned from college after two years of visiting nor letter. Here they were; the unknown daughter and her coitus accomplice. And here was Lily's mom introducing Lily's tall redheaded boyfriend to her husband. And even before his name was heard, or even before a handshake between the men a burst of intentional non-intentional squeamishness came from Lily's mom. Lily's mother denied her 60’s flower child past, and her own existence with every day. “Honey this is Lily's boyfriend. He’s a fourth year Computer Science major.” Lily's boyfriend laughed uncomfortably and properly introduced himself. “Hello Mr. Warshal, my name is Jerry. Pleasure to be of your acquaintance.” “So Jerry, you’re a student of computer science?” Lily clasped Jerry’s hand in a whirl of tension stress and nervous fear. Meanwhile Jerry squirmed at the unheeded and unpleasant attention to his studying discipline. He began to think to himself why the hell he had agreed to meet her parents. In fact he had only known her for a week. But there are some things you can’t avoid, and the influence of your parent’s upon the life of your childhood and your future is not debatable. At least it wasn’t for Lily. Jerry learned a lot from the experience.
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